I’m traveling today through Sunday sans laptop and thus taking a short break from blogging. Steven Taylor is also taking a hiatus from posting non-Open Forum and photo content.

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I’m traveling today through Sunday sans laptop and thus taking a short break from blogging. Steven Taylor is also taking a hiatus from posting non-Open Forum and photo content.
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@CSK: MIA. My guess is both James and Steven thought the other would schedule it.
@CSK: My thoughts exactly.
I’ve been engaged in digging into family history. Right now, I’ve been exploring my family in post Civil War small town Ohio. Our public library has online access to Newspaper Archive which has scanned newspapers from all the country. It’s been invaluable in finding little details about ancestors. Small town newspapers were incredibly gossipy so even little things like one sister traveling to see her sister in another town is documented along with death notices and funerals.
To make this story short, on a page that mentioned a great-great Aunt, there was this piece of gossip that made me laugh.
From the Wellington Enterprise, July 3, 1879:
Gloriously Drunk
After a period of many months of tolerable soberness and good conduct, “Homer”, on Tuesday evening , let his love of drink get the mastery, and got gloriously drunk; and getting hold of a revolver, he threatened to send someone to the happy land by a short cut. Marshal Crane was sent for, and requested the loan of that little gun, but Homer said no!, whereupon he took the courage out of him with his persuader, got possession of the pistol and marched him to the cooler where he was allowed to rest and recover.
It would seem as though some means could be used to prevent his procuring the means to get intoxicated. The man who sells or buys for him, ought to keep him company in the lockup, and pay heavily for the privilege.
There is a lot of insight into small town life in a different century that could be made in this short little piece.