The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1916-11-16

Clyde Bush took two of the Finley
school marms to a party last Friday
and when it, came time to go home
and the girls were ready and waiting,
Clyde stood around talking so long
that they went out, got into the hack
! and drove off and left him. When he
discovered they were gone he got
Lester Cox to take him home in his
auto and when the girls reached home
CLYDE was snoozing comfortably in
bed and they had to put up the team
themselves.
We had about given up hope on our
! stockyards, but we hear again that
they are really to be built after all
| and right soon. ~ - -. e.
We always knew Joe Gerards had
political aspirations, but we thought
that was all there was to it. Now we
see that somehow or other he got him
self elected as a representative to the
legislature from the 25th district.
The next meeting Of the Finley
Grange will be held Saturday, Nov.
25th. A big attendance is looked for
because the annual election of offic-
ers will be held at this meeting.
Vernon Ford is learning to- milk
and it is worth ten-mile trip to hear
him. He holds continual converse
ton with aid Jennie during the opera
ton, the subject varying from sort
of grooming lullaby to very expressive
and forcible nautical terms. Poor old
Jennie-for nearly an hour twice a
day she doesn't know whether she's
on land or at sea.
The McWhinney boys have complet-
ed the center of their barn and are
ready to start on the east wing. Con-
sidering that it is only little over
fourteen months since they began, the
progress made is quite noteworthy.
Chris Puderbaugh is packing around
life-sized crouch these days. It
seems that he put up a band of row.
ing horses that had been making lots
of trouble and expected to collect for
the damages. He spent weeks
wages on long distance talks trying to
notify the owners, only to have them
come Sunday afternoon when he was
away and take off the whole bunch
without leaving even a "thank you"
But that's not all. He has just put
up some concrete pillars preparatory
to building an addition to his barn,
and the cold snap came along before
the concrete had set, so he covered
them all with old sacks, and old clothes
on the place to keep them from freez-
ing. Well, Sunday morning morning
he was just finishing milking about
daylight when he glanced around and
saw one of those draped pillars. It
looked to him exactly like Mrs. Pu-
derbaugh descending upon him armed
with the rolling pin, and Chris jumped
to make his getaway and spilled all
the milk.
The Woodwards thought it pretty
tough when swarm of bees got under
their front porch and took possession
of the place last summer, but last
week they got even, for they opened
up the lattice work and robbed the
hive and got a washtub full, wash
boiler full and every dish pan and
kettle in the neighborhood full Of
honey. Had anyone else on Patriarch's
Row told it, we would have sent him
a blank application for membership
in the Ananias club, but under the
circumstances we will have to pre-
tend to believe it.
Tuesday evening Finley's 400 went
skating over in Hitchcock's pasture.
The ice was fine, but a trifle thin, and
it was fortunate that the pond wasn't
deep, for Clyde Bush went thru in
about two feet Of water. Not content
with this, he borrowed some clothes
from Bill Tewalt and went at it once
more. He was skating with Lois
Cannon when thru they went again,
and, to make the job complete, both
sat down in the water this time.