Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1874-01-15
Our Small Change.
fever has appeared in Pic

The days are just little longer
say an inch or 50.
Hone suggestive; to see a mar
wandering the street singing
III (hic)ome sweet H (hic)ome y
Mr.. Hamilton Canning brought
into the Wood &c. Drug Store last
Saturday the finest specimens Of Kao
lin yet seen.
The scarlet fever is abating. On
ly a very few cases are now reported,
and generally they yield readily to med
ical treatment.
"A lady called at Stevens Point
drug store a few days ago, and asked
for bottle Of DR.. Jayne's Subterfuge
for worms. Coleman told her that to
insure a cure she ought to try with it
a bottle of Jayne's Alternative.
We just wish that Wallace
Holmes. that great tall conductor,
would catch the itch, and his doctor
would give the Wood Co. Drug Store
his prescription to compound 1t
would be felicitous moment indeed
We fear however such ravishing hap
piness will not be ours to enjoy.
The weather is all the most par
ticular could wish. The days are days
of sunshine, and the nights just cold
enough to do the patching up" sufi-
cient for the next days wear and tear.
It's lovely, yea its more it's good to
be alive these days. We'd rather be
a live dorg than defunct King of
beasts such days as these. It's good
to be here.
The Milwaukee Sentinel, now
under the exclusive editorial control
Of Alex G. Botkin comes to our table
having lost none Of its excellence by
the recent change of management.
Mr.. B. is an able writer and will make
the Sentinel one Of the representative
Journals of the west. We wish it
abundant prosperity, and It's new edi
tor a successful, carrear, one full of
honor and emolument.
The other sunday a lady was
prssing along. our busy street leading a.
little poodle dog by a blue ribbon,
when suddenly the little bundle of
wool gave fantastic spring, and away
he went looking like a tuft of wool en-
couraged by hard wind. She looked
forlorn and tried to whistle that do
back, but it wouldn't whistle Meet
ing tipsy Scotchman. she said "wont
you please whistle for my dog" As
only tipsy Scotchman could reply, he
replied, ''Mam. ats ma day to be a
achiaI5n.
The Stevens Point Pinery has a
very fine poem in its last issue, the
first line running thus wise -
"Have you mother ? love her WE'LL"
In answer to the interrogarory al
though we presume it was not intended
for US particularly to give answer, we
will say, Yes Sir. As to the injunc-
ton, Glove her we'll, we will say, we
can't; it's drive pump. If bro.
Swayze Will amend accordingly, We
will endeavor to heed the excellent adj
vice, and on the whole. we think it
aceU enough to do 50 anyway.
1t looks as though there might be
a tie in the Senate because Of the seri-
Gus accident to Senator Campbell.
We don't wish any Senator bad luck,
but if one or two yet in good health
will please have the measles or some
other slight ailmeut aud be unable to
put in an appearance they will confer
a lasting favor, for then the reformers
can run the whole machine and have a
heap of laurals to repose on two years
hence. Give them the length of the
tether and they will soon tangle their
political legs.
We are in receipt of several poet
ical illusions, suggested by the decease
oflittle ones, which we must positively
decline to publish for several reasons.
One is, that at the rate they are flow
ing in upon us we would be unable an
other week to give our readers any
thing but rhyme, some of it exceeding
ly fiat and improbable. We know
how parents, especially mothers feel in
regard to these things, and how natur-
al it is for their grief to find expression
in verse, but large proportion of our
readers do not take into their thought
the circumstances prompting these effu-
sions. and many, very many will pass