The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1874-08-20

of this county, derived from his own
recollections and experience. He
well remembered the first Court ev-
er held in the county, which was held
in his fathers log house in New
market, in the year 1906, and was
presided over by Judge Levin Belt.
The Associate Judges were Richard
Evans, Jonathan Bergman and
John Dawson. The Prosecuting At
torney was Abram j. Williams, a
one-armed and one-legged man, and
the Sheriff was Anthony Franklin.
All these have been dead for many
years.
Capt. Barrere gave an amusing ac-
count of "barring out of the mas
ter" (as school teachers were called)
and the older boys giving him a
ducking in a pond, which came very
near drowning him before he was
rescued by their parents. He well
recollected the bitter contest over the
removal of the county-seat from New
market to Hillsboro; he had seen not
less than five hundred men engaged
in a general fst-fght and knock
down, growing out of that question.
He remembered on one occasion see
ing the grand jury bring in their
indictments, and when they were dis
charged by the judge, the foreman
of the jury instantly turned round
and knocked down the juror next be-
hind him, and III less than a minute
the whole jury and most of the spec
tators were engaged in a general
knock-down-all about the ''vexed
question" Captain Whisky was re-
sponsible for much of the fighting
in those times, as he is for most of
the crime in our own day, and this
suggested to the speaker, that the
great question of License or No Lii
cense was to be decided on the com
ing Tuesday, and he closed with an
earnest exhortation to all present to
vote and work against License.
The next speaker was our venera-
bic and worthy fellow citizen, john
A. Trimble, Esq, who read from
manuscript very well written and
interesting address, filed with his
torical "reminiscences of early times
in Ohio, "all of which he saw, and
part of which he was"
After Nj. Trimble's address, Gen.
Putnam again entertained the audi
ence with another pioneer soiiggsy
called
BOARDING ROUND.
BY REV. D. C. EASTMAN.
How brief is lifel how passing brief
How brief its joys and cares;
1t seems to bein league with time,
And leaves unawares.
But eyer in its pathway strewed,
Bright spots and dark are found;
OF each of these had to taste,
When went boarding round.
At eighteen, with valiant heart,
The task then commenced,
To teach young ideas how to shoot
The germ of common sense.
Indeed, mighty task was that,
And very soon 1 found
1t not very trifing task
To go boarding round.
Things were different then from now,
And folks were different too;
Nothing was old and rusty then,
But everything was new.
Questions grave and problems deep,
That would their brains confound,
They always would be sure to keep
Till came boarding round.
Long winter evenings-these were spent
In mirthful, laughing joy;
Nor did the cracking jokes or nuts
Our happiness alloy.
And if a singing school was near
We'd go; and III be bound
I've sometimes sung for half the night
When was boarding round
The settlers cabin served US then
For parlor and for kitchen;
Not only so, twas also used
To eat and drink and sleep in.
On three sides of the ample room,
The beds were ranged around;
There parents, children, teacher slept,
y When went boarding round.
Fathers would talk of politics,
Or church affairs propose;
And if my views were not like theirs,
A sharp dispute arose;
And some old codger, wise and dry,
Would oftentimes PROFOUND
Questions that sorey bothered me,
When went boarding round.
Mothers would talk of rude young girls,
OF sermons, books, and boys,
But always would be sure to add
Unto my earthly joys;
And if caught the slightest cold,
Or hoarse my voice should grow,
got cup of catnip tea,
When l was boarding round
The girls would talk of everything;
Of parties, rides, and calls,
Of quitings and the holidays,
Of plays and Christmas balls.
Some grave some gay, mischievous ones,
These last could have drowned,
For putting burs into my bed,
When 1 was boarding round.
The dinner basket every noon
My willing hands would greet,
And sure it always brought to me
Something twas good to eat;
Mince pies were full ofraisins then,
Dough-nuts were large and round;
You'll never get such pies and cakes
Unless you're boarding round.
But now those happy days are gone;
Lifes sunny spring is past;
The boys taught have, one by one,
Into the world been cast.
My hair is growing thin and gray,
I'll soon be under ground;
And not till then shall forget,
When was boarding round.
This song, like the Generals form
Ell one, was well sung and excited
great merriment and repeated ap-
plause.
At the close of the song, about