Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1886-11-25
North Andnyer.

number of our citizens were on the
Cincinnati Bottom duck hunting last
week Ducks were scarce, but section
hands and many others were found in
squads, armed with pick and shovel, des-
ecrating the graves of Indian braves, of
which there are several thousand to be
found in this vicinity. Flint arrows and
spear heads and some copper plates
were among the trophies found. We
are told that the graves, or mounds, are
built of a peculiar kind of clay, imperv-
ious to water and found at only one
point III the state: Milwaukee. The
| skeletons found, with few exceptions,
have both arms and legs broken; also a
hole the size of silver dollar is found
in the back part of the kull.
Messrs. Chris Atkinson and w. Bush
nell are home, after seven years spent
in the gold fields of Colorado.
Mr.. John Ryan was in Chicago last
week with two carloads of hogs and
cattle. He reports the hog market as
on the boom while there. He received
S4.15.
Our winter term of school will open
Monday, Nov. 20, with Mr. Chas. Doll
as principal aud Miss Portia Showater
as assistant.
Mrs. John Ryan received telegram
Saturday morning from her daughter,
Miss Cora Ryan, of Letcher, ID. T.. !,
which read: "Sister Lulu is very sick but
not dangerous; come at once" Mrs.
Ryan started at once, and we trust she
will find Lulu much improved.
Mrs. Stewart, of Glen Haven, was
thrown from the stage here Tuesday,
sustaining quite severe bruises.
There was big pigeon shoot at Glen
Haven last Friday and Saturday.
There will be a grand ball at the
North Andover Hall Thursday Ito
night. Admission, S1.25; supper in
cluded.
Work on the Andover mill is being
pushed at the new dam site.
Since the late SHOWS every blunder-
bus in the country has been polished
up and brought into active service to
the sorrow of hundreds of little cotton
tails. This is about the way ithappens:
In the early dawn youth with No. Is
mudsills and an old army musket filled
to the muzzle with destruction, eau
tiouly mounts brush pile; with open
mouth and eye-balls starting from their
sockets, he espies little rabbit with
closed eyes, dreaming of sweet-scented
clover fields of June. The young war;
rior brings to his shoulder the butt of
the historic weapon (Which twenty odd
years ago made the wearer of many a
gray coat at the distance of a thousand
yards bite the dust), while he cautiously
thrusts the muzzle to within one inch of
the latter end of the vertebra of little
Jock, a bony finger presses the trigger,
the roar of 40 drains of powder breaks
upon the stiffness of q sabbath morn,
youth hangs in the topmost branches
of neighboring blackjack, and little
cotton-tail, where was he? Half an
hour later warrior with the CLEAN of
victory in his eye, the stock of historic
weapon grasped in his right hand, while
in the left he holds the hind feet and
furry coat of little Jack! the rest of the
remains, where were they? Let us here
drop a tear, anu the curtain while on
the warm south breeze is borne the
crash of falling timber.
There was charivari in our village
last Friday evening. We have been at
the war dance of thousand Sioux
braves, heard the wild Camanche yell
the war cry on the plains, but never a
din to equal this, which can only be &C
counted for by the ladies who turned
out in body. The ladies sat up with
| the bride until the twee sma hours
while their husbands went home with
the children. One husband told me
that he got under the bed. When bis
spouse came home she quietly got un-
der with him. remarking as she gazed
up at the bed-slats: This ceiling got
to be plastered. Another relates that
his wife tried to open the door on the
hinge side and on entering the room re-
marked, "Where'd yer get green
lights?n The husband smiled and
thought Of club meetings. Such is life.
COMET.