The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1919-11-14
INTERESTING FACTS
GATHERED FROM THE
OLD TRIBUNE FILES

A carload OF coal managed to elude
the grasp of the railroad authorities
and get into Caldwell one day last
week. Hearing of the wonderful acci-
dent, The Tribune rustler armed him
self with sack of gold and started
after the local dealer. Send ton of
coal to The Tribune office at once"
he shouted as he leveled his weapon
at the dealers head. For a moment
the frightened dealer looked at the
audacious youth in dazed way and
fell heavily to the floor. For a time
his life was despaired of but medical
aid brought color back to his wan
cheeks. "Audacious scoundrel," he
wildly yelled, as soon as he could
speak, "knowest thou not that we sell
coal by the pennyweight and that no
one can obtain more than ten penny
weight at one time? Out upon thee.
ignoble cuss, thou woulds't have the
earth. And with whitening look at
the whitening wretch, consciousness
desetred him.
Henry Blatchley has one of the
best drug and stationery stores in
Idaho. His room is crammed full of
choice new goods and he always keeps
his stock up to the times Dave
practical pharmacist, as
sists Mr.. Blatchley in attending to the
wants of his customers, and as they
are legion, both are kept busy. 1t will
pay you to call at this store when you
want anything in that line.
We have been asked dozen times
when Thanksgiving comes. The day
is always named BY the President Of
the United States, but possibly after
reading the election returns. President
Harrison has decided to abandon that
feature this year.
John c. Rice arrived in town last
Friday evening from Illinois and will
make Caldwell his future home. He
has formed partnership with John
of Morrison and Rice, they will at
tend to legal business of all kinds. Mr..
Morrison is already well known to the
people here and Mr.. Rice comes well
recommended. We trust that idaho
will agree with both their constitu-
tons and their Strong box"
The remains of the boy who was
torn from limb to limb by an outraged,
mob while trying to smuggle piece
OF coal into his pocket, will be buried
today. While the sorrowing parents.
keenly feel the loss of their darling
son, they unite with public opinion
in that he received his just deserts.
To steal coal is heroism but to get
caught at it is sure death.
There is troubel over in Boise.
county. They have special law in
that county whereby the road tax
must be paid in money instead of in
work as is the custom elsewhere. The
settlers in Long Valley claim that
they do not get their share of atten-
ton from the public till and refuse to
pay their road tax in cash. They saw
they are perfectly willing to work 1t
out on their own roads but that thew
will not send their money to Idaho
City. Idaho City, on the other hand,
says that it would be folly for them
to build roads for the settlers to Cald-
well and Boise City and that the
money must be collected and spent on
the roads to Idaho City We under
stand that some of the settlers will re-
fuse to pay to make a test case of il.
Freighters are still delivering coal
from the Mcmahon mine. Caldwell
S probably the only town in southern
Idaho that can burn Idaho coal. AS!
the mine has never been developed it
cannot supply the demand Freight
ng it so miles makes that coal rather
IN extravaganza. The Tribune pre-
1icts that two years hence, CALDWELL
Will not care whether the Union Pa
,ific has any coal cars or not. We
nave an abundance of coal in our
hills and experiences like the present
will do much to develop it. /
Jud. Boyakin, who himself spent a
good portion Of his life swinging on
he lever of a hand press, repnblishes
The Iribune's goodbye to its hand
press in the Boise Democrat, and thus
bursts into song as follows:
The old press was then tenderly re-
moved to the center, of the room andl
The Tribune force sadly and with
;olemn tread marched from it singing.
There it stands in the corner so state |
ly and tall, i}ts tN
The old fashioned hand press that
amt used at all,
With nothing to disturb il but the
devil and the rust,
I will stand till its covered over with
rust.
low well we remember in days just
gone by,
How we pulled on that hand press, |
my brother and /;