Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-02-09
WHAT PEOPLE TALK ABOUT.

by the merest accident reporter,
last night, picked up LEAF-CHRoN-
IcLE dated March 26, $50. which con.
tanned an account of workmen be-
ginning the excavation for Owen &
Moore's new drugstore at the corner
of Second and Franklin streets,
where Squire Caldwell's old livery
stable had recently been torn away.
There were two thoughts that forced
themselves upon the mind: First,
how two years have changed that
part of the city. Second, what men,
cries will hang around that spot for
the next halt century. In place of
the old one story livery stable there
has gone up handsome three story
brick business house that would or
nament a city of much larger pre-
tensions than GAINESVILLE. The place
has been so changed that the little
old stable so far as the building is
concerned has been almost forgotten,
and we there are those who say
GAINESVILLE is not growing. In adj
dltion to this change it is very easy to
remember when vacant lots stared
the passerby in the face from the rear
corner of the Northern Bank along
Second street TO the Gracey Ware
house. Now elegant three story
buildings, including fine hotel,
have sprung up as by magic and give
that neighborhood city appearance.
The spirit of enterprise struck prop
erty owners about that time and the
move has been steadily onward
since.
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Squire Caldwell's stable had been
the loafing place for his Sunday
school class for many years
and when it was torn away there is
little doubt that some tears were
shed. The minister, the professor,
the lawyer, the doctor, and the far.
mer all had a welcome accorded them
and volumes could be written by one
possessed of a retentive memory on
this subject that would interest the
people of GAINESVILLE. DR.. Temple
and 10. Brown, the former with his
grease annihilatOr and the latter with
his double-poWer back action solder,
were of the cometO-stay order. In
summer they slept in wagon body
in the rear of the stable, and during
the winter they appropriated much
of the Office room to their use.
Whence Temple came no one seemed
to know, other than that he was an
F. f. ", and what has become of
him is about as deep a mystery.
About four years ago the writer
dropped into restaurant about 5
O'Clock one morning in Nash
vile to get a cup of coffee.
The restauranteur was mad because
he had slept none during the night.
Some old fellow was noticed hump
ed down near the stove. 1t turned
out to be Temple, who was dead
beating nights lodging. True to
profession he wanted breakfast,
when he saw a GAINESVILLE man, and
he got it. He went from there to
Hopkinsville, and more than likely
wore himself out trying to clean the
grease spots off that village. Brown
reformed and got him a new suit
and finally left, as pronounced a sot
as ever. They mad both seen better
days, and whisky no doubt brought
them to what they were. Brown
was genius, Temple a crank, and
between the two the boys about the
stable spent many a pleasant hour.
JnO. Osborne brushes tear from his
eye now when he reflects on what he
he lost when they left.
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Another change that, has taken
place in that locality within the past
two years, is the tearing away of G.
w. Anglcn's residence, the erection
of the Knights of Pythias' temple,
which is now nearing compl1 ton.
This is handsome building and is
to the business enterprise
of the order as well as an ornament
to the city. Push, pluck and enter
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