Newspaper clipping by Hannah Mariah from Danville Daily News, Danville, Illinois, dated 18 April 1888, page 2, column 3-4.
Catlin Clack.
H. Terpening has just received from the cabinet of relics belonging to his grandfather, a cap, sword, breast plate and musket that were used in the war of 1812.
The officers of Catlin Lodge of I. O. O. F. were installed last Friday night by G. W. Tilton acting as the G. M and A. F. Nolan as the G. Marshal.
Last Saturday the following officers were chosen by the Jones Grove Cemetery Association: A. Jones, president; G. W. F. Church, secretary; R. Puzey, A. Church, H. Jones, J. Carley and J. White, directors.
Died on April 9th, Mrs. Dora, wife of J. R. Pratt. Her disease was consumption. A funeral sermon was preached at the residence by Rev. C. P. Cooley, of Fairmount, after which the remains were interred in Mount Vernon cemetery. Her age was forty-two. A family of small children are left motherless. May the blessing of heaven rest upon them.
G. E. Cain, General Road Master, and J. Dailey, Assistant Road Master, spent a few hours in Catlin yesterday and then walked to Tilton, a distance of four miles. The Wabash will certainly get rich as its officers are economical to a fault.
Tine Payton with eleven others visited his sister, Mrs. Wm. Lafflen on last Wednesday. He was forty-three years old and concluded to celebrate the event in the pleasantest village in this county--Catlin. Tine, you will live one hundred years if you will follow this plan for the same length of time.
Ten members have joined the Christian church under the preaching of Rev. Steele.
The last marriage we can at present record is that of George Thomas to Miss Glaze of Newman, Ill.
Miss May Terpening visited her brother, Wm. Terpening, at Eugene last Sunday.
Little Maud Musselman of Pembino, Dakota, is visiting her grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. W. R. Timmons.
Bird Pate a few days ago bought a new fangled seed sower, filled it with grass seed and fastened it to the wagon according to directions. The machine behaved very nicely until it got its owner into the proper position, when it took one of his hands between its cogs and proceeded to fill him with seed. His eyes, ears, nose, mouth and clothing were too full for utterance (I guess that is the word.) He didn't swear. He's not built that way, but he carries his hand in a sling. Not being able to work on this account, he was elected township trustee on last Saturday, out of which of course he will be able to find financial support.
