Jasper Republican, Volume 1, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 July 1875 — REMINGTON RECORD ITEMS. [ARTICLE]

REMINGTON RECORD ITEMS.

Mr. J. H. Tribby has sold his interest in the drug store to Mr. Turpin. The brick work on the Burger & Butler building is almost completed. Walter Railsback is learning to deal out drugs in Jas Spencer’s drug store. Mr. James Knight was baptized at the Christian Church, Tuesday evening. C. W. Hartley and J. K. Shaw were deputy police on show day, but found no subjects to try their nerve on. Two horses were killed by lightning, about one and a half miles north of town, last Sunday night, during the storm. Some fellow said that Charley Price followed the circus paste wagon to Kentland, but we believe the report to be a-base lubrication. „

A young man by the name of Smith, who has been in this place-several days, was taken to th e house of correction, by the Sheriff of White county, Monday. Sir. Fred Hoover informs us that if the corn crop turns out good, he will have about 15,G00 bushels. How is that for Jasper county farming, you sandy-soil farmers ? • V r, Fred Hoover started for lowa, Thursday evening where he will remain time, and then then take a trip through Nebraska, taking in St. Louis and Cincinnati on' bis road Fourth quartcrlyjpagfting of the M. E. church, 21th and 251 - I’recahingSaturday morning at llo’clock. Quarterly conference Saturday night, John L. Smith presiding elder. Parker, formerly of thii flace, who is Cashier in the Central b-ißk*iF'lndianap-olis, accompanied the CXbursion from Reynolds, Monday, and returned to the city the same evening. We learn that Mr. Parker will return to Remington, shortly, and we are glad to hear it, as he is a first-class business man. Great Ctesar! Some of the women of Remington are organizing a brass band—ihatis, the horns will be brass. Just imagine the tuba player for instance, with her dear little mouth spread around the mouthpiec.e, her eyes bunged out and her waterfall and bustle gently swaying in the -‘musical breeze,” that carries the solemn tute of the old tuba to the lonely husband who silently awaits at home the return of his better four-fifths. Take a horn, ladies? It’s too sweet-for contemplation,