The Yale expositor., 1907-05-17
Brockway.

from her late illness.
Lyde smith, of Detroit spent Sunday
with his family in this village.
The Yale meat wagon is now on the
road making its summer schedule.
Sam Fields and son Will spent Satur-
day night with relatives west of Yale.
We hear the faint tinkle of wedding
bells that may come to something in
the future.
Michael Carney, of Detroit, is at pres
ent visiting his mother and brother on
the town line.
Chris Stevens spent Monday on the
lake shore, returning Tuesday with a
large load of fish.
Mr.. and Mrs. Fred Nanorman, of
Port Huron, are visiting the formers
parents this week.
The Board Of Review will he i'm SEES
sion at the home of John Patterson in
this village on May u.
The boys are preparing to lineup for
the baseball season with Guy Turner
as captain and manager of the team.
The Brockway House is undergoing
extensive renOvations this week. Fred
Lewis of Avoca is doing the papering.
The much delayed seeding has again
been resumed with greater vigOr. The
majority of the farmers will be through
this week.
1t is rumored that Bill Streeter has
turned his coat and is now died in
the wool Dimocrat," and incidently
that he is looking to get on the staff of
Sheriff Davidson as a deputy. Bills
Hnbtinn gnnaXVc in 'tI y and
his military whiskers give him really
official look.
The town board met at Joseph Car
less Friday in reference TO the opening
of the John Sheehy road through south
to the town line. No definite action
was taken. The road would be great
convenience to the people living on the
town line, and especially John Reidy
who to drive today to Yale must travel
at least three unnecessary miles both
ways.
Insulting offers of 800 for the cele-
brated trotting stallion, Dan Fly, the
property of William Streeter, has caused
the owner to withdraw the horse from
the market. Bill claims that $500 was
low price for the animal which stands
about hands high and weighs about
800 pounds. 1t was the mother of this
horse that Will Campbell bid in at the
sale for = 500.
The north end saw exciting times on
Friday when Mike Magner's horse fell
into the cistern and John Pattersons
team ran away. Magner was blowing
his lot and the horse got too near the
opening, the ground caving in and land
ing the animal i'm eight feet of water.
A chain and Pat McKenney's team
soon pulled it out. The horse is now
all right. John Patterson was sowing
oats when the Magner alarm was given
and dropping the lines he left his team
standing. They did not stand long but
started on the run for the barn. No
damage was done.
The old settler grew thoughtful. "No
you did not know Charlie Brockway,
but of course you have heard of him.
Well, Charlie was one of the widest
fellows Michigan ever saw, delighting
in wild rides and reckless acts, but the
trip he took through the Main street of
Brockway way back i'm the 70s was, ac-
cording to his own acknowledgement
the widest. Lewis Brockway, Char
lies father, had blOoded roadster to
which he was much attached, but Char
lie bid fair to make plug of it until
the father stepped in and gave strict
orders to the hOstler never again to
hitch up Mig for his ambitious son.
Charlie unaware of the paternal man
date one day went to the stable and or
dered the attendant to hitch up Mig.
The hostler gently gave him the gist of
the fathers orders which only brought
smile to Charles lips, and the query
Did the old man say anything about
the bull ? When informed that he did
not, the order was given and the bull
was hooked to new $3.50 buggy with
Charlie in the seat. At the word the
doors of the barn were thrown open
and the trip started, with Charlie yell
ing like an Indian. The strange buggy
steed made the Main street turn and
headed east, running and believing UNI
til he came to the pasture OH what is
now the Lyde Smith farm. Making a
turn for the gap the buggy was caught
OH the gatepost, putting Charlie and
$3.50 worth of buggy wreck in the
ditch Unhurt he walked back to town
and consoled his father for the loss of
the buggy with the remark that il was
worth two buggies to see the way that
bull ran" The old settler here grew
silent and we knew il would be of no
use to ask him to spin another yarn
that day, but before long you will hear
from him again.