William A. Williams
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McKean County Democrat
Walking the Beat at the County Seat with Ronabelle Mix
A deal was consummated this week whereby Bob and
Phyllis Quirk purchased the Brenneman home on E. Main St., from Mrs.
Walter Brenneman. This will be an ideal home for Bob and his family,
as it is most attractive and in excellent repair.
E.T. Daly Portrait
by R.C. Gleason 1895
Smethport Residents Have a Narrow Escape
As E. T. Daly and Fred Woolhiser were crossing the railroad track at Larrabee an Tuesday night they had a very exciting and interesting time for a few minutes. Mr. Daly had been to Wellsville for a team of horses. When they got to the Larrabee R. R. crossing the horses they were leading got frightened and jumping around to the right side of the buggy the near horse got his foot fast in the spokes of the wheel and by crowding ahead overturned the buggy and threw Mr. Daly out at the heels of the team he was driving and the buggy falling bottom side up on top of him. Mr. Woolhiser finally succeeded in stopping the horses with the assistance of Mr. Daly. Just as they got the horses stopped, along came a freight train and the circus commenced and after the train passed they went at it and repaired damages and drove home, both badly bruised, but no bones broken. Taken all in all it was a very lucky escape. We congratulate the gentlemen on their fortunate deliverance.
One of the strangest freaks of the season passed through here on Mondey morning last. On near inspection it proved to be an old man with long white haid and beard and with feet incased in grain bags. Around his body was wrapped an old overcoat of many colors, owing to the many and vari-colored patches that held it together. On his back was a huge pack of old shoes and an old coat. In the distance he vastly resembled old Santa Claus himself and all the small children in the town were very much in doubt concerning the possibility of its being him. Every horse that got a good loot at him immediately started for the hills or in any other direction rather than to meet or pass him, while the old gent trudged unconcernedly onward, the observd of al observers, and greeting everyone he changed to meet with a cheery "Good morning; a very fine morning indeed."
Location in 2005 A.D.