News: East Lynn (13 Oct 1911)

Contact: Dolores (Mohr) Kenyon

Email: dolores@wiclarkcountyhistory.org

Surnames: Jensen, Vogt, Rausch, Pusheck, Moh, Sternitzky, Jensen, Garbush, Dietrich, Schultz, Lindow, Burdick, Riedel, Sherman, Guk

----Source: The Granton News (Granton, Clark Co., WI.) October 13, 1911

East Lynn (13 October 1911)

Herman Jensen says attempted suicide and an auto ride with Herman Vogt is one and the same thing.  For Sunday as they in company with their better halves took a trip to Loyal and the surrounding country their misfortune and trouble was something fierce. The roads happened to be in bad shape on account of the heavy rains, but this had nothing to do with Mr. Vogt, the mud holes and washed out culverts were no object, but when a tire busted, the situation took on a different aspect.  A new one was put in its place and as they gaily rode along one Herman was telling the other what a grand thing an auto was both for pleasure and business, but who ever did see the beat of it, for all of a sudden and without warning; biff another tire went to the dogs.  Mr. Vogt said this is beyond human endurance; we will abandon the thing where it stands and walk home. The cows must be milked and the pigs fed, say nothing about the poor dog and the little calf, but Mr. Jensen who has never won a prize on a race track put his foot down and said "no", walk I never will, I can get enough of that pleasure by chasing the hogs out of the cornfield.  So in desperation Dan Rausch of Granton was called by telephone to come to their aid and also to bring a supply of tires and axle grease and a double barrel shot gun. While Herman Jensen tried to buy a horse and buggy he lost his faith in what he calls a Devil’s machine and says he would not exchange a 3-legged mule for the best auto that was ever put on the market. The trio arrived home at 12 o’clock at night, tired, hungry and foot sore and ill.  Mr. Jensen says the effects of that trip might not prove fatal to him, but he can already feel the sensation that he will never be the same man again.

The A. Pusheck family spent Sunday at L. E. Moh’s.

You are right Foemmel’s Corners if we were descendants of the finny tribe instead of the inhabitants of Africa this monkeying with other people’s business would be a thing unknown.

Will Sternitzky sawed wood for Henry Jensen and A. Garbush last week.

The H. Dietrich family drove out Sunday and spent the day with John Dietrich, the former’s brother.

Last Wednesday morning as H. Schultz arrived at A. Lindow’s with his wood saw it seemed that there was nothing to hinder from getting a large amount of wood cut.  But trouble always comes when least expected, for when Herman started the engine it ran wild for a few minutes then stopped altogether.  It was coaxed and kicked, enough cuss words were used to fill volumes, but there was no use.  The critter simply would not saw wood, so a council of war was held and it was decided that if there was a man between here and the Rocky Mountains that could make the thing run, A. Burdick was that individual. A messenger was at once dispatched and in a few minutes Alfred arrived at the scene. His coming was haled with delight especially by Mr. Lindow who had about made up his mind that he must hitch himself at least one more day to the buck saw and for that occupation we are sorry to say he is not well adapted, but when Mr. Burdick cast his practical eye over that combination of wood and steel, he said the batteries might have passed their useful stage, but all symptoms point to a severe case of wind colic.  An old remedy for such a case was at once prescribed, but without results.  Gentlemen, says Mr. Burdick we have examined all external parts and find them in good working order, our next step is to investigate the internal regions, and as you are all aware that painful duty can only be accomplished by an operation, so we will at once proceed.  A monkey wrench and a screw driver that took the place of surgical instruments were produced and A. Pusheck handled the chloroform while C. Guk offered a short prayer.  The operation was a success.  A slight gathering had found its way into one of the intestines and stopped its passage. The obstruction was removed and oh joy at the first turn of the wheel, the spectators were greeted with a loud ka-plunk and the remainder of the day it ran as smooth as a Waterbury watch.

A number in this neighborhood including the writer husked corn Sunday.  It might not be the right to do, but necessity knows no law.

John Riedel attended the Sherman-Riedel wedding Tuesday afternoon.

C. Guk had his granary moved by parties from Lindsey, last week.