WHAT STOCKTONITES WERE DOING 98 YEARS AGO
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A terrible tragedy occurred when Mr. and Mrs. Upton Douglas were driving to their country home. They had secured Frank Munn’s incubator at the George Crain place and were proceeding to the Dan Douglas place northwest of town in a lumber wagon drawn by a frisky team. Mrs. Minnie Douglas was seated on the incubator box until the railroad track east of town when the team became unmanageable and Mrs. Douglas, becoming frightened, got hold of the lines with her husband and started pulling with all her might. When they got past the Frank McManis house, the team was still running very fast. She told Upton she was afraid to stay on the wagon, and that her hands were tired so she let go of the reins. She told him she would get out before they got to the corner. Since her husband’s whole attention was given to guiding the horses, he does not know whether she fell out or jumped. The last he noted she was in the back of the wagon. The team sped on and did not make the turn but went straight ahead through the fence into a field before they finally stopped. Looking back he saw his wife lying in the road. He turned and drove back as quickly as possible. An auto from Woodston had come upon the scene and Mrs. Douglas was lifted into it and taken at once to Dr. Travis’s office. When lifted up she breathed once or twice, but was dead when the doctor’s office was reached. He found that her neck was broken and the top of her head was crushed. We linger today amidst the uncertainties of life and remember Mrs. Minnie Douglass who was active in life, radiant in hope, strong in courage, a helpful companion, a devoted mother, toiling and planning for the welfare of her home and children when without warning, answered the final call, joining the silent throng of the shadowland at the age of 34 years, ten months and fourteen days. “Her sun had gone down while it was yet day.”