Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1925-05-06

and sister, Mrs. Flora Hinson, in
Platteville Saturday.
James H. Jackson, old Civil war
veteran formerly of Potosi but now re-
siding in Dubuque, was in Potosi for
a brief period Saturday. He was ac-
companied by his son, Charles Jack
son, and daughter, Mrs. Myre Welsh,
widow of the late Thomas Welsh.
Judge Wilmott, the Herald Potosi
scribe, while on a little trip Sunday
forenoon had the pleasure of meeting
with Mr.. and Mrs. Theodore Long
meier. The meeting recalled back to
the time many years ago when l was
called to the home of Mr.. and Mrs.
Henry Macke to perform the ceremony
that united in marriage their daugh-
ter, Clara, to Theodore Longmeier. We
are all many years older than we were
then but Clara says l made a good
job of it. Mr.. Longmeier is a prosper
Gus Boice Prairie farmer and owns a
large farm embracing lands in the
townships of Potosi, Lancaster and
Harrison.
The approaching marriage of Henry
Reuter- and Miss Angelina Nihels was
announced from the altar of st. An
drews church Sunday morning.
A game of base ball on the Potosi
diamond Sunday afternoon between
the Nationals of Dubuque and the Po-
tosi club was a closely contested game
the score standing to in favor of
Potosi
Member, Away Back When!
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when we were boys, when spring came
and the ground warm and dry, we got
out our little sacks of marbles that
had been laid by for the winter and
were ready for the sport of marble
games? You remember the large ring
that was made on the ground and each
player put in one or more marbles,
be they laggers or commies, in the
center of the ring and game of keeps
under the rules and regulations of the
game "knuckle down and no Judging
was soon in progress. In some in
stances some of us lost all our mar
bles then to the hills with buckets
and pick mineral to lay in a new sup
ply, then on with the games until win
ter weather again set in. Our Sunday
afternoon sport was the game of
Town Ball. And do you remember the
man with the hand organ and the lit
tie uniformed dancing monkey with
collar on its neck with cord attached
who would go through the crowd of
bystanders with plumed hat extended
seeking coins. And do you remember
the men who came to Potosi carrying
crates on their heads loaded with
plaster paris and chalk images of
many designs that they offered for
sale from house to house and found
ready buyers. Some of the images were
to be seen on the nantes of homes
for many years following. And the In
dams, sometimes hundred and fifty
or more bucks, squaws and children
of all ages. Little papooses wrapped
in blankets and swung to their moth
erS' backs. The squaWs selling bead
work the bucks indulging in fire wa
ter and the boys large and small with
bows and arrows shooting at pennies,
picayuneS1 and dimes fastened in the
slit of stick stuck in the ground at
least 80 PAGES distant, and scarcely
ever missed the coins. The black eyed
little papooSeS looking on with glee
from their mothers backs. We boys
and girls, like our forefathers and
mothers were not afraid of those In
dams harming anyone, but you had to
watch them or they would steal any
thing that came handy to their grasp.
Then the large Gypsy caravans of
fancy painted wagons and herds of
fairly good horses, who frequently Wis
tied Potosi and pitched their tents in
the groves alongside the roads (nO
fences then, everything open) and re-
main for weeks plying their trade of
sellin gand trading horses. The wo-
men telling fortunes and selling fancy
needlework. These bands of Gypsies
were unlike those of later date. In
manners they were ladies and gentle
men and carried themselves with a
| fortitude of independence. Lastly
comes the dirty looking Russian with
the trained bear, the bear having more
sense than its master. There are other
early day instances 1 could recall but
space will not permit me doing so now.