Extractions
from old newspaper Parts of Digging Up The
Past
January, 2005
The Choctaw
Mr. M. R.
Land, of Ararat, will leave in a few days to make his home in the "lone
Dr. Samuel
F. Johnson has opened up a regular hotel in
TO THE
PUBLIC - For a length of time there will be no dinners at the Miller Hotel. We
are prepared to take only transit customers.
Born unto Dr. and Mrs. Thomas A. Knighton, of
Mr. J. W.
Wimberley and family, of
Mr. R. H.
Lee, of
Because a
fellow acts the fool is no sign he is crazy.
Miss Bettie
L. Tillman was born
Mr. R. H.
Carney died on the 28th day of August, 1895. He was a member of Delta Lodge #
189 F. & A. M.
We notice
several familiar names among the jurors, and when they draw their pay we want
an introduction to Mr. Dollar.
The
Commissioners appointed Mr. D. C. Williamson, of Isney, as
The
bloodhounds for
Dr. Davis
made old snags and rotten teeth rattle from the jaw bones of several citizens
here yesterday, all of whom testify in his behalf.
The Choctaw
Herald
Rev. O. B.
Carlisle, of Melvin, paid this office a visit last Saturday.
Two herds
of cattle were driven through town this week.
Married at
the residence of the bride's father, Mr. J. C. Wright, by Hon. C. C. McCall,
Probate Judge, on the 24th, Mr. S. L. Morgan, of Hopewell and Miss Susan E.
Wright.
Mr. T. A.
Littlepage has leased the warehouse and landing at Tuscahoma.
Mr. W. D.
Wilcox is putting a new roof on the residence of Mr. G. B. Bush, and making
other necessary repairs.
Robert, the
seven year old son of Mr. A. J. Boney, died at his father's home near Lusk, on
Just try a
ten cent box of cascarets, the finest liver and bowel regulator ever made.
Messrs.
Jackson and Breitling, lessees of the Meridian & Tuscahoma Telephone line
are putting the same in first class order. The line is now in working order
from Tuscahoma to
When
self-righteousness gets up in the night to pray nobody can sleep.
Says the
Chicago News -" Everyone will be sorry to hear that General Weyler's horse
was shot. If only the bullet had gone a trifle higher the poor animal might
have been saved."
Mrs. W. I.
Turnbow, of
Died in
The
Bergamot,