As viewed by outsiders, some funny things happen in the city of Gary, with its mixed population. Some months ago a resident of that city had his front yard stolen by some vandal, that is, they hauled away the black dirt which the owner of the lot had placed upon it hoping by so doing to have a lawn. Later a man stole a pest house, and not long ago a portion of a gravel road was hauled away; then just last week one of the asphalt streets caught fire and was in danger of burning up, when the damage was stopped. The building of a city upon land absolutely worthless for anything else with peoples from every section of the globe is truly a complex problem, but even so Gary is coming right along.
From the Hobart Gazette of August 18, 1916:
Too Much Chicken.
An assault and battery case, venued over from Gary, which originated over chicken troubles by two neighbors, was tried before Judge Killigrew on Wednesday evening. The Judge gave some fatherly and friendly advice to the contesting parties, counseling peace for the sake of happiness and contentment, and found the defendant, a man, guilty of striking a woman on the head with a dead chicken, that seemed to have been knocked and kicked about the two premises for several days, and assessed a fine of $1 [and] costs.
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