The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1881-01-20
LOCAL OBSERVATIONS.
Two in Jail.


Too much snow. The sight of snow-bird Is enough
to put murder in ones heart.
The different churches of Jackson have been hold
ing protracted meetings for couple of weeks.
Hen Ward was married, few days ago. to Miss
Emma Johnson of Waverly. Hen. is son of William
Ward, of this place.
William Nickels store of earthly treasures was in
creased by the addition of little Nickel, one night
last week.
The young folks had party at the residence of H.
C. Bum, on Friday night. Those from town enjoyed
it-except the livery horses.
Broughan James was somewhat pinched by piece
of falling slate, one day last week.
Parties are plowing in the James field in Salt Greek
bottom, in the edge of town. They are breaking up
ground for the extension of the S. S. Railroad
Game is so plentiful that Bill owans is said to have
tracked one poor creature to its hole on Broadway
Street, few days ago.
Mrs. Kate Mathews, wife of Anselm H. Mathews,
has been afflicted for time with infammatory
rheumatism.
RH Jones Esq, of Oak Hill, in town few
days ago. looking very thin. Mr. Jones had been con-
fined to his room for some time.
The next meeting of the women's Foreign Mission
ary Society will be held the NJ E. parsonage, on the
first Friday in February
The clerks in the business houses in Jackson have
been kept very busy for some days-shoyeiing snow
off the sidewalks
10. Wilson, of Coalton, now sports the finest cards
fc. coal cars, to be the road. They were
printed at the STANDARD Office.
Our game laws are not effective. We had just made
up mind that would indict any one whom we
taking quail out of But, a few days ago.
Owens shoot hawk which was flying over
The hawk dropped quail from Its talons, winch
Owens pocketed. Now, cannot indict Bill, and the
hawk is dead. Owens had quail for his toast and the
law was violated with inpunity.
Bogardus would learn lesson by seeing Jim Burt
shoot, rabbit. We saw Jim shoot one few
days ago He tracked it until he found it sitting in
clump of briers on the bank of creek. Sim raised
his gun If to shoot then suddenly threw the gun
down in the snow and dived head-foremost into the
briers and caught the rabbit at about the same time
the brlers caught him by nose. somewhat marrng
his beauty.
sLEIaHING!
Merrily over the beaten snow
Gaily, with jingling bells.
AS through the beautiful night we go,
Nought our joy excels.
Brightly the moonbeams dance along
Over the frosty way;
Swiftly canter our horses strong
Loud rings our laughter gay.
Now arises a different shout
AS sudden the North-wind blows
Ugh! Quickl Turn the horses heads about
ssO-o-o-h! The frost is biting my toes"
Go put the frisky horses away
Let the shivering driver retire;
Make kindling-wood of the old blue sleigh
shall stay by the cheerful fire.
How strangely the ''whirligig of time" spins
around In the year 1865, the winter-then boy just
from the army-attended Commercial School in CO.
lumbus, Ohio conducted by Bush & Marshall The
Professor Penmanship, W. l. Marshall, was one OF
the most thorough teachers we ever knew. Early in
1885, we left school, bearing Letter and Diploma
from Mr.. Marshall. Mr.. Bush had previously gone to
the far West. From that time until last week, we
never saw Mr.. Marshall-but learned that he was In
Montana. Last week the man who lectured at the NJ
Z. Church walked into the STANDARD Office, and we
beheld after long years. old Preceptor in the mys
teries, the compound curves, the muscular move
ments, of the Spencerian system of Penmanslnp The
pure air of the Western country has added greatly to
Mr.. Marshalrs avordupois, and Sitting Bull, Long
tailed Elk Big Bear, and all the rest have kindly kept
their clutches of his scalp We trust that we viii not
have wait nearly fifteen years before again taking
the genial Marshall by the hand.