Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-06-01


T. G. ST. AMOUR 4 Co.
Two men are reported drowned on
Conant Rapids, belonging to Clarence
Whipples' feet.
Virtue is at discount in our city.
Wisconsin Pinery,
What ails Swayze, now. Has some
female woman been measuring with
her optics his manly form?
Harry Compton has opened up a
choice stock of goods of every doscrip-
ton in the Neeves' Row, and is doing
a fair business but we haven't seen
his ad. yet.
The inevitable potato bug has put
in an appearance, and promises to make
it lively for the tubers. We had hop
ed the cuss had taken a change Of
venue to some Oriental country.
The boys are having huge sport
at "Cliat's dam" Every morning
parties Of two or more return with
beautifully laden strings of bass, pick
erel and the honey sucker. Camping
out and fishing IS sport.
Our stock Of Dry Goods and
Clothingis most select and varied,
comprising all the novelties of the
season, and sold at prices which can
not fail to please. Call and be made
happy at T. C. St. Amour & Co. If
The Annual Camp Meeting of
the Waupaca District NJ. E. Church,
will be held at Amherst, commencing
June 21st and closing June Goth. A
general attendance is desired, good
board at reasonable rates
GEO. FELLOWS.
The Wausau Central says, "now
is the time to plant trees, if you can't
plant tree, plant a cat" We com
mend the honorable pursuit. you will
have less leaves, but no litter. Mark
the spot with tom stone. Our dev.
suggests this. He's an un-feline
wretch.
When Lord Macaulay was only
three years old he lay on the floor eat
ing bread and butter and digesting
John Stuart Mill.-Post md Mail.
The difference between our three
year old and Lord Macaulay is, ours
lies on the floor digesting Johnnycake,
the product of the Centralia FIGURING
Mill.
Feeling called upon to serenade his
dear gazzelle he borrowed an ACCORDION
and, after getting SO that he could
squeeze a few doleful noises out of it,
he posted himself under her window
one night and began plaintively howl
ing, ooh, whisper what thou feelest -
She poked her head out Of the window
at the third line and said, ooh, it's
you, is it? [ thought it was cats.
And you want me to whisper what I
feelest, hey? Well, I feelest tired,
that's what. Been working a hard run
ning sewing machine all day. Get me
''Light-Running Domestic and then
I'll know you mean business"
How the rain glorifed old Earth
last Saturday night, and then how old
Earth glorifed God in the morning !!
The trees were bespangled with glisten-
ing rain drops, and never bride was
more gorgeously adored for the coming
of her husband, than were tree, shrub
and plant for the coming of the morn
ing, last Sabbath And then-well,
now maybe it wasn't hot all day. We
felt as though jacket of ice cream,
bored out icicles for breeches, a snow
drift dressing gown. and ice foes for
stogas would ha' been just old happi-
ness. We did sweat so that we could
have disposed of ourself for a mill
privilege.
We are right happy to see how
we are making man Of Bro. Wells
of the Tomah Journal. He's like a
silver dollar that has lain in an old ash
box for months. A little rubbing max
eth him to shine there's nothing bo-
gus about Wells when you once get
him rubbed up. But say, Bro. Wells,
we guess that your excellent Tomah
post master won't say that we abused
him, neither gave him ''ftz' very bad.
We always overlook mistakes, there
fore we ought to have overlooked Bro.
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