EARL JACOBSON ENTERTAINS
Give a Hundred Friends a Good Time at Halloween Party—
Earl Jacobson gave a Halloween party at the Jacobson opera house Tuesday evening which was attended by a hundred young people of this city. Rudd's orchestra furnished the music for the evening. The dances were interspersed with clever selections from the best of Minot's local talent. The best of the specialities was the scene of Hell, with the red light, ghosts, devils, and tripod. The weird dance of the ghosts sent the shivers up the backs of everyone.
The fellow who was booked to put the cat in the kettle when the red lights flashed, had an encounter with pussy, got his arm severely scratched and dropped the kitty so close to the flames that she had a taste of Hades. Tho {sp} scene was a good one, however.
A fine banquet was spread, consisting of all the good things of the season. The courses included some Halloween specialities.
Earl Jacobson is a good entertainer and his party was one of the social events of the season.
Ward County Independent, 11/1/1906 Permalink
MET DEATH IN WINDMILL
Tioga, N.D., Nov. 1—Caught in the gearing of a windmill forty feet above the ground and whirled around time after time against the steel frame of the structure, Ludwig Chrislock, aged 11 years, was killed in a tragic manner on the C. H. Borstad farm near here.
The lad had climbed to the top of the windmill, making his way upward on the inside of the framework. At the top with the space very small, his clothing became caught on a bolt projecting from the revolving shaft and in a moment he was dislodged and was being twirled about the shaft, each time coming in contact with sections of the structure. His predicament was discovered by Mr. Borstad, the mill was stopped, and when the lad was removed, it was found he had sustained a fractured skull, and several ribs fractured and with other internal injuries. Death resulted twenty-four hours later.
Ward County Independent, 11/3/1910 Permalink
One Armed Man was Robbed.
A one armed man was found dead drunk in the woods back of the Kimball home Sunday afternoon and was picked up by our chief of police and taken to the city jail where he sobered up. When he came to his senses he told a pitiful tale and cried like a baby. He said he had been working in the northern part of the county all summer as a farm hand and came to Minot Saturday. He got into a bad crowd and they got him drunk. When he woke up he was minus sixty-eight dollars and his pocket knife. The man took the officer to the woods to find where he had been robbed, but his mind was in such a dazed condition that he could not tell where he had been.
Ward County Independent, 9/23/1903 Permalink
A head-end collision between two bicycles took place Wednesday evening, on the Pembina river bridge. Mail Agent Roberts and Geo. Leibinger were coming from the south at a good pace when they met a rider, dressed in a sweater and other scorcher paraphernalia, going the opposite direction—a crash, and Mr. Roberts and the stranger were off their wheels. Mr. Roberts picked up his bicycle, that was doubled up like a steed facing a northwest blizzard, when the stranger turned around and asked, "What wheel do you ride?" to which Mr. Roberts answered, "It's a Crimson Rim." The stranger said, "I'm riding a Crescent and it's a dandy," when he mounted and rode off as if nothing had happened. Mr. Roberts says he did not care so much about the damage to the wheel as the independence of the stranger.
Pembina Pioneer Express, 9/24/1897 Permalink
The adventure of a jack rabbit in town last Friday was a novel experience for even a jack. A big rabbit of that variety slowly walked into the clothing store of Harry Nurnburg about 7 p.m. and after a chase around the store by the proprietor and clerks, the rabbit was caught unhurt, and finally turned adrift. At last accounts he had again run the gauntlet of all the stray dogs in the vicinity of the store and was safe on the prairie. How he managed to get into town without being chased all over the country by a dozen dogs is a mystery that none but the rabbit can ever explain.
Jamestown Weekly Alert, 9/29/1904 Permalink
The Bismarck Tribune of yesterday morning says: Just as the train from the west arrived last evening the little three year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. M. R. Wilson, of Boston, swallowed a large breast pin belonging to her mother and with which she had been playing. The train pulled out before any relief had been give the terrified and agonized child, but it was understood that a physician was aboard the train and gave immediate assurance that the child would not die. However it will be consider a miracle by passengers if the girl lives.
Jamestown Weekly Alert, 10/16/1884 Permalink
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