Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1879-10-02


to that end, if Grant does not lead the revolt
ution that is inevitable, the day will cone
| when some worse man may.
Well did Macbeth say on certain
memorable occasion, GWho can look
into the seeds of time and say which
grain will grow, and which will not p
In this county the local politicians
of both parties are still "lying low.n
The nominations are to be made next
week, and then the racket will begin.
The Democrats will probably re. nom.
mate MIR. Harris, the present Super
intendent of schools, but The name of
the favorlte candidate for State Sena-
tor l nave not heard. About whatthe
Republicans are doing. or purpose
doing, | don't know the first solitary
thing. Some Of the leading Repub.
llcans here are looking with consid-
cradle interest across the Wisconsin
river and watching the movements
of the Republican machine in Old
Grant. They talk, too, and talk
freely but If were to set down
some OF taeir random remarks here,
wouldn't there be a circus and sew
eral sideshows, too However, here
goes No. we'll chalk that out, Gus
-EDIroR HERALD.
The other day a wayfaring man
with comical turn of mind addressed
me, saying "What an array of ex-
officials they have here-big guns,
too, all of 'em." Then he ran over a
long list of "ilustrious names,' and
after pause, he said, as if talking to
himself, 81 guess Its a sort of an ex
town any way" Ex-nothing. There
isn't thing the matter with this
town. Business is quite as good here
as in any other city similarly situated.
The merchants all seem satisfied, and
as far as | can learn, so is every body
else. No, child those who think
Prairie du Chen is an ex-town de-
ceive themselves, and the truth is
not in them.
Senator Beck, OF Kentucky, has
been in town several days, riding
around and hobnobbing with his
good Democratic friend, Mr.. Peter
Doyle. The Senator has property
here, which accounts for his visit
Heis accompanied by his wife, whose
health is poor and who will probably
take baths and drink mineral water
here for few weeks. They board
with ex-Mayor Williams who is said
to run one of the best paying rail
way eating houses in the northwest.
Mr. Beach, who knows more than
library about artesan wells and
geology, and kindred topics, has
new scheme in his fertile brain He
wants the town to build dam across
the lower end of the slough which |
separates the main part of the city
from the depot and the steam boat !
landing, $50 as to flood the mud
holes" and give the people ga pleas
ant lake for boat riding in summer
and skating in winter" He thinks a
dam three feet high would do it. A
small thing, ce CERTAINLY, for the city to
do and to paw for; but will she
do it? If not, let an appropriation
be secured and let the Government
have the job.
Three or four bachelors were sit
ting in great rustic chairs around
coal fire, one crisp, frosty morning, a
week or two ago Their talk was
about sekeeping. One said that
it wasn't every woman that knew
how to "set" a table properly
Though the linen is of the finest and
snowiest, the dishes Of the best and
costiest, the result is far, far from
artistic or even satisfactory. You
see it In an instant. and so seriously
does it affect you that you lose half
your appetite. He was going to say
something more, but '1ost his cud,"
so to speak, by seeing flock of girls
on their way to school. He gazed |
after them abstractedly a few mo-
III ents and then gave utterance to
tn e following ; "When a girl begins
to get large and wax old, she does
hate to 60 to school, because the
ch ances are that she doesn't know |
very much and has to go into classes
co imposed entirely Of little folks. And
VIII at does she do-study hard TO get
out O. that? Not at all She merely |
puts on a short dress, lets her hair
down, chews gum, and frisks along
in the most airy and cow-lke man
ner imaginable-in a word, tries to
pass for little girl scarcely in her
teens. Miserable failure!" One of
the other old boys then tells what a
beautiful thing a buck board wagon
is when pretty girl with rosy lips, !
blue eyes and amber hair floating in
the wind, is driving. He narrates
what befell him, once upon time, on
the prairies of Minnesota. 1t was
rather a romantic adventure and if |
don't forget about il may work it
into future HERALD letter, in the
shape of filling.
1t is late now, the house Is very
quiet, and am too sleepy almost to
hold my pencil. Gus.