Jasper County Democrat, Volume 11, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 June 1908 — HANGING GROVE. [ARTICLE]

HANGING GROVE.

The dredge has resumed work again. Reed McCoy and wife were in Rensselaer Monday. Russell Willitts is working on the Gilmore dredge now. Mr. and Mrs. Ed Randle visited at Clyde Randle’s Sunday. C. W. Bussell and family visited at George Long’s near Lewiston Sunday. Mrs. Bell Dodd of Lee visited a few days last week with her daughter, Mrs. C. C. Randle, returning home Sunday eve. John Bond of Fowler, president of the First National bank of that place, was up to his farm in Barkley tp., a few days this week. We understand the C. & W. V. Ry., will run an excursion to the Kankakee river on the Fourth. A crowd is sure to go from here, as Rensselaer is not going to celebrate. Commencement Saturday was only fairly attended, it being at such a rushed season. The affair also lacked the spirit that is usually maintained on account of the very sudden sickness of the trustee’s sev-en-year-old son, Jim. Of course the whole- was detained from the exercises which included one of the graduates, Sam Cook. Jim is a bright little boy of seven and had begun planning for the afternoon’s enjoyment. He had not been feeling entirely well since Thursday before, but just at noon he became suddenly worse and was seized with convulsions and for a while it looked as if his innocent life would be blotted out. He rallied from his unconscious condition enough by Tuesday morning to call his mother. The doctors are at a loss to know the exact cause of the sickness but seem a little inclined to think it is brain fever.

McCoysburg is not the deadest place on the map, no, not by any means, for if no other excitement can be gotten up, someone.. will make a joyful noise of some kind to scare some fellow’s team. Last Thursday evening Clare Peregrine had driven his wild-eyed, seed-ticky, wamper-jawed, broken-tailed broncho in front of the blacksmith shop, and just left it stand untied as usual, when very soon came the mail man at a mile-a-minute clip in his Mitchell from a trial run. He was easily out of good gun shot before the broncho decided to make a try-out. It started on a small circuit, however, going around J. P. Gwin’s hardware, depriving a ten-year-old hickory tree of most of its outer covering, then coming in contact with the coal shed whack, ending the performance. In the meantime Clare had made two or three unsuccessful attempts to catch the broncho but was more successful ,in scraping the gravel off the road. (Correspondence continued on last page)