Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 190, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 August 1911 — Crown Point Editor and Others Visit Kankakee Biver. [ARTICLE]
Crown Point Editor and Others Visit Kankakee Biver.
Lake County Star. We had the pleasure last Friday, with the assistance of Clerk Shortridge and Judge Nicholson, with their automobiles, of touring the south end of the county with Judge Atkins, Homer Wells and W. C. Nicholson, who were the fossils, and the objective point was Albert Chapman's log cabin on the Kankakee river, where we were royally entertained, and ate a dinner, all done by our own hands, fit for a president or a king. The entire day was sjfent In one of the most exclusive and picturesque spots along the winding river, where only now and then the noise of a bird or the splashing of a fish in the water can be heard. Many hours were put in talking over old times with the host, who was a Crown Point lad in early times, and the day was much too short. Perhaps the most romance we met with during the entire day was crossing a narrow foot bridge, made of small poles about 40 feet long and 20 feet above the water in the Williams dyke ditch (after leaving the cars for a walk of a third of a mile), with nothing under to brace it up, and when the Star editor reached the middle it was swinging both ways, and somebody behind began singing, “Nearer My God to Thee,” and those who had crossed ahead yelled there Was a hornet’s nest hanging on the under side, but we landed safe and sound. In the evening, we took a different route home, going to Shelby, Water Valley and Thayer, and thence back to Cedar Lake, where we tackled a fine supper at Binyon’s Hotel, and if pay for what you get prices had been charged the entire crowd would have been “busted.” We arrived home safe and sound at 10 o’clock p. m., after a day spent at the very best advantage, and it was the conclusion that there is nothing left of the Kankakee marsh but the river, and instead it is an open sea of golden grain, hay, and fields ol corn, one after another, with rows a mile long. It was a day in the lives of the entire party to mark with a red pencil.
