What Stocktonites Were Doing 98 Years Ago
On April 23rd, Miss Zetta Roskilly and William Edward Buss, accompanied by Miss Lowe and Mr. Earl Buss, motored to Stockton where they were united in marriage by Judge Case. They then went to the beautiful country home of the groom’s parents where they were showered with the congratulations of admiring relatives and friends. All were then seated at long tables where a sumptuous wedding dinner was enjoyed after which the beautifully decorated bride’s cake was cut and served by the bride. Eddie Buss is the oldest son of Mr. and Mrs. H. Buss and has spent his entire life in Sugar Loaf Township. He is a farmer lad of sterling qualities. His bride is the second daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Del Roskilly of Lanark Township and is one of Rooks County’s most successful teachers. The basement of the
The basement of the new schoolhouse is about completed. The first thing built on the new school grounds is the big cement tool house and contractor’s office.
Every tree and bush that bears blossoms is doing its best to give forth its promise of fruit. Peaches, apples, pears, cherries and plums in the greatest abundance are foreshadowed by this wealth of bloom. If old Jack Frost will keep his hands off till after the 10th of May, we will have something worthwhile in fruit.
Hill City had another fire a week ago Saturday. The Boston block was entirely consumed to the last stick of timber. The block was occupied by Dates Cash Store, Hill City Bakery, Phillips Jewelry Store, Montgomery Cream Station, and a stock of musical instruments and eye testing machines. Parties occupying the upper floors lost all their household goods. This is the second big fire Hill City has had in a year. The local Red Cross is caring for those made homeless.
Workers on the telephone cable ditches found the soil wet down over three feet before we had the last rain. Sunday morning’s shower put the moisture down another foot or so. In a few days it will reach down to the virgin clay or shale as the case may be.
Mr. and Mrs. J. R. Cuthbert left last Friday for Wichita where Mr. C. will be engaged on some contract work. Mr. Will Cuthbert will have charge of the courthouse work from now on.
A walk through the city park shows that a lot of work is being done to beautify the place. The park committee of Geo. Beckley, E. J. White and L. E. Keeton, has been busy getting everything in shape for the summer tourists. A fine graveled road runs up the hill south of the power house, seats are being placed in front of the band stand, brick ovens of the most substantial sort are placed around the grounds and a considerable track on the high ground has been plowed and planted to trees. Sev eral big boxes have been built around trees and filled with clean sand for the children to play in. The rains have started the grasses and the trees are putting forth their leaves so that the grove will soon be robed in beauty. Bridges have been built over the creek, bringing all parts of the park together.
The unsightly coop on the west side of the courthouse roof calls forth many criticisms of the taste of the designer. It is thought the noble lines of the structure should be unbroken over the roof stairway. Perhaps it had to be there, but it isn’t pretty to look at.
A small fire with much smoke occurred on Saturday morning in the Midland Café kitchen, which was soon extinguished. The Record building was entirely filled with smoke, creating the impression that the whole building was on fire. The actual damage was slight.
A large watercolor drawing of the new schoolhouse is displayed in the J. T. Smith Co. window. It is the handiwork of Rev. Hunter who handles a brush artistically.
Early Thursday morning the Sam Meyers barn in the south part of town was discovered on fire. Before the fire department could get there the structure was past saving. John Brumit, Sr., is occupying the premises and had his team of horses, a cow, a brood sow and pigs, and a lot of chickens in the barn. One of the horses and a lot of chickens were burned to death. The other horse ran out, and the cow and swine made their escape. The loss of the horse falls heavily on Mr. Brumit who makes his living principally with the team.
Horseshoe pitching is continuously in progress in the rear of the barber shop. For two or three weeks there were two games, but now there are three. With all the spring work it seems queer that the dozen or so players and spectators can spare the time, and still the wonder grows that so many horses can spare their shoes.
