Note to readers – Sauk Valley Media reprints editorials and articles from the past as a regular Monday feature. The following items appeared in the Gazette on July 19, 1889.
There are several popcorn stands in Sterling, and all the towns about us seem to have their share of representatives in this branch of business.
The eating of fresh popcorn has become very common and popular. The Davenport Tribune has been investigating the question from a politico-economical standpoint, and says it is no uncommon thing to see a leading business man, an attorney or physician walking along the street carrying a bag of popcorn and quietly munching away at it.
Parents buy it for their children instead of candy and other sweet meats. It is nutritious and healthful, and when properly prepared is most delicious.
Baseball and popcorn appear to be the popular craze at the present.
It requires but little capital to start a popcorn stand; the profits are immense. A bag of popcorn sells for 5 cents, and it does not cost at the most more than 2 cents, a clear profit of 3 cents per bag, and when a man sells from 50 to 100 bags a day, it amounts to considerably more than any man can possibly make by day’s labor.
Mr. A.J. Howard, of the Third ward, has raised some fine blackberries on his place. They are of the early harvest variety, and are large, and of delicious flavor, as the people in this office can testify, having sampled a box of them.
Bible and baseball
Rev. Sam Jones comes out with a tirade against ball playing. The Rev. Samuel forgets that there is good scriptural authority for the great sport.
Listen to this that an editor finds in the Bible:
And Joshua made a league with them.
And Abner said to Joshua, “Let the young men now arise and play.”
The points of the diamond.
And the children of Israel shall pitch.
From henceforth thou shalt catch.
On the bases.
I shall not slide.
Thou shall fan them.
Try, try again
When one project fails of consummation, the people should not become discouraged, and fling invectives at the town and its businessmen. They should try other enterprises; if one thing can’t be started, others can.
Because one thing has failed, they should not remain inactive and croak, but continue actively in other lines to keep the city before the public and make it grow.
A gathering long to be remembered by Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Lawson and their little eight-year-old son, Axle, was that held at their residence last evening.
It will be remembered by our readers that about four weeks ago, Mr. Lawson’s son, Axle, was saved from a watery grave through the heroic efforts of Joseph Tahne, who leaped from the dam into the river and after swimming a considerable distance, and diving several times, succeeded in rescuing the almost lifeless lad.
Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Lawson invited Mr. Tahne and a few friends to spend the evening at his residence.
Shortly after the arrival of his guests, Mr. Lawson, in a touching speech, presented Tahne with a solid gold medal bearing on one side the inscription: “For heroic services in rescuing Axle Lawson from drowning.” And on the opposite side, “Joseph Tahne, June 14, 1889.”
Mr. Tahne was wholly taken by surprise but replied as best he knew how.
Mr. Lawson is a laboring man, and consequently, not blessed with an overplus of this world’s goods, but this slight token of appreciation, coming as it does from the loving hearts of kind parents, is one not to be measured by dollars and cents.
Judge says so
A widow woman of Morrison ... was adjudged insane before Judge McCoy on Wednesday afternoon. She is about 60 years of age and has been living alone for some years.
She became possessed with the idea that people during the night would turn her house around on the lot, and also change the position of trees, digging them up and planting them elsewhere.
Her mind became in such a bad condition that it was unsafe to have her alone. She is now being cared for by a neighbor woman, as the asylums are all filled.
Mr. Ed. C. Underwood’s horse ran away on Third street, this afternoon, and smashed the new buggy he was driving quite badly. He was driving along Third street, when one of the wheels came off, which let the buggy down and threw him out.
This scared the horse and he ran away, finally stopping on Locust street, after running a distance on Third and Fourth streets.