The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1897-11-02
Yesterday was Halloween.

George Dearden was out
from Custer a few days last
week.
Mrs. Thomas and little son
of Custer, are visiting with Chal-
lis Friends.
Hicks, the great weather
profit, warns US of heavy storms
this month.
-Chas. Funkhouse returned
from his Idaho Falls trip on
Friday last.
1t is said that Durrant is
breaking down caused from his
long Imprisonment.
Col. N. J. Sharp leaves this
week for his big copper mines
to meet some Boston parties.
The Luetgert jury disagreed
and was discharged. 1t stood 9
for conviction and 8 for acquittal.
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Geo. B. Baldwin came out
from Custer last week. He will
probably spend the winter in
California.
The Blackfoot, Houston &
Challis Stage Company will soon
change their schedule from Sum
mer to Winter time.
The three leading cities of
the world in population are !:
London, 4, ,231 900; Greater New
York, 3,100, 1000; Paris. 9, 44s, 600.
The Clayton smelter closed
down on last Friday after very
successful run of 103 days. The
bullion output amounted to As
cars.
The Lewiston stage was held
up last week and robbed. The
passengers were not molested
but the express and mail was
rifled.
1t is estimated that the gross
output from the Coeur d'Alenes
this year from both the silver
lead and gold belts will reach
SIS, 900, 900.
.ea DIR. F. PYLE, the
UfYfTDold reliable Dentist,
will be in Challis about the mid
die of this week, and will remain
but a few days. All in need of
work he will be pleased to meet.
All work guaranteed.
The large hunting party
headed by Mr.. Thompson, of
New York, who passed through
Challis about month ago for
Sawtooth mountains, succeeded in
killing eight goats, besides deer,
bear, and other large gene.
"A. M. Wilson came down
from Seafoam last Saturday. He
brought down with him about
five tons of first-class ore, which
he sold in this market. The
freight charges from the mine
to Ketchum were $50 per ton
Ketchum Keystone.
Drink, and the gang drinks
with you; swear off, and you go
it alone, for the bar-room bum
who drinks your rum has a
quenchless thirst of his own.
Feast, and your friends are
many; fast, and they cut you
dead; they'll not get mad if you
treat them bad so long as their
stomachs are fed. Steal, if you
can get a million, for then you
can furnish bail, it's a great big
thief that gets out on leave, but
the little one goes to jail.
I'D like to be a boy again
and without a woe or care, with
freckles scattered around my
face and haySeedS IN my hair;
I'd like to rise at four o'clock
and do a hundred chores, and
saw the wood and feed the hogs
and lock the stable doors; and
herd the hens and watch the
bees, and take the mules to
drink, and teach the turkeys how
to swim, so they will never sink;
and milk a hundred COWS, and
bring in wood to burn, and stand
out III the sun all day and churn
and churn; and wear my broth
er's cast off clothes and walk
four miles to school, and get a
licking every day for breaking
some old rule; and then get home
again at night and do the chores
once more, and milk the COWS
and feed the hogs and curry
mules a score; and then crawl
wearily upstairs and seek my
bed, and hear dad say, 'sThat
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