Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1924-10-09
By O. 9. 9.

gay half century ago, is cherish
ed possession of Arthur N. Buck
ley; and it now holds an interest
greatly deepened by the lapse Of
time.
"May you live to eat the hen that
scratches over your grave" writes
Arthur Burnham, son of that stern
old pedagogue, a. L. Burnham, who
occasionally was called in by timid
teachers to trounce unruly boys,
one of whom, Clarence Apker, was
licked so severely that his widow
ed mother brought suit-which
naturally, perhaps justly, eventu-
ated in nothing particular. For
forty years Arthur Burnham was a
GAINESVILLE banker, now in semi
retirement, selling bonds. Once
in the twilight, playing pOm-pom-
pullaway across the street, he came
violently in contact with a cross
rail of the wooden canopy in front
Of Pfannstiehl's store and was
knocked stiff, to the CONSERVATION
of his young companions. Pfann-
stiehl's was next south of the Yves
tern Hotel whose site now is oc-
cupied by Roinking's store. Ar
thurs unique wish is dated April
II, 1877.
Then, here is young Otto Ring
ling, then, in 1877, a lad of 10, later
to become one of the kings OF cir
cusdom:
Be kind and courteous to every
lady:
Hop in her walks and gambol in her
eyes;
Feed her with "apricocks" and dew
berries,
With purple grapes, green figs and
dewberries.
Aunt Clara" volunteered the
thought, in 1876, that
Friendship above all ties does bind
the heart;
And faith in friendship is the no
blest part.
Aunt Clara was a school teacher,
Miss Newson, greatly beloved by
Baraboo girls and boys along in the
70s.
Life would be lonely
OF thee bereft;
| am thine, and thine only
over the left!
Thus wrote Belle Crouch, one of
Baraboos fairest daughters, twice
widowed and now, with her gentle
mother, living in California. The
date is 3-29-1879, some forty-five
years ago.
your friend, May Woodman," is
the simple chronicle of the daugh-
ter of Senator e. e. Woodman, one
Of the most scholarly editors Bara-
boo ever had.
always take soda straight" was
the cryptic suggestion in 1881 of
w. c. Richards. now of Florida, who
married Ida Potter and, with her,
is at present visiting in Baraboo.
Ida merely subscribes, Your
friend"
"The most delicate. the most
sensible of all pleasures consists in
promoting the pleasure of others, =
sang the lyrical Louise Mccain in
philosophic strain; while Harry M.
Acott set himself down as yours
faithfully-his mark k.
John 7. Getting, we'll known in
the railway service, expressed him
self to the effect that
Life is a river, man is the boat,
And over it's surface is destined to
float
It is dated March "a, 1881. Bir.
mingham, England" whence he had
recently come; and his cousin
Roena Willott, now Mrs. M. A
Warren, recorded this hope: MAY
your life be one perpetual beam OF
sunshine with no clouds to mar the
present or the future"
Who Of our older citizens does
not remember pleasantly the B. x
Cowleses, choice folk who operated
the picturesque Cliff House at Dew.
lis Lake when the railroad came
later the railway "eating house" in
Baraboo. and Harry Buckingham
too, nephew Of Mrs. Cowles, who
assisted? His nRme,-only his
name but finely flourished, is in the
book. How dashing and debonair
was Harry, and what a royal good
fellow His cousin, one of the
Cowles girls, is to this day grac.
ious hostess at Lake Ripley, with
many sweet memories of childhood
DAYS in and about old Baraboo.
Don't you forget it," but just
what, might have been asked in
structiveIv of Will Kelsey, Reeds