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This place was settled April 1st, 1837, by Mr. William Barren, who was joined by Mr. Calvin Prince in the middle of the same month. The first sermon was preached in the fall of the same year by Rev. Jesse Halstead. Whitewater became a separate charge in 1843, with Rev. Alpha Warren as Pastor. During this year a class was formed. The members were: J.K. Wood, Leader; Mrs.
A fine bunch of whitewater birlers we'd look if we got hung up by an old mossback in a plug hat. Johnny Sims, what's the answer?" "Cut her out," grinned Johnny Sims briefly. "Correct!" replied Orde with a chuckle. "Cut her out. But, my son, it's against the law to interfere with another man's property."
Accordingly we cast lots, and the lot fell upon the youngest, and I went forth with a tall, red-legged gillie, to try for my first salmon. The Whitewater came singing down out of the moorland into a rocky valley, and there was a merry curl of air on the pools, and the silver fish were leaping from the stream.
Its Causes. Fall of Sumter. Extract of Sermon. Conference 1861. Rev. J.H. Jenne. Rev. S.C. Thomas. Rev. G.C. Haddock. Colonelcy. Close of Term. The thirteenth session of the Wisconsin Conference was held Oct. 13, 1859, in the village of Whitewater, and was presided over by Bishop Ames.
But mostly they said he managed to get lost; which was only their kindly way of putting the fact that he slipped away from them and pursued his own amusements at a sufficient distance not to be disturbed by their need of him. What he did with himself all day long Mrs. Williams and I discovered one day when driving to Whitewater.
Wal, she up an' tells me how she'd like gittin' in to Whitewater next winter, an' talked o' dances an' sech. Say, she wus jest whoopin' wi' the pleasure o' the tho't of it. Guess likely she'd be mighty pleased to git a-ways. Wal, I don't jest know how it come, but I got yarnin' of a barbecue as was held down Arizona way. I was tellin' as how I wus ther', an' got winged nasty. It wa'n't much.
Pshaw!" his tone was scoffing "let me tell you, on three different nights when this monster was abroad, carrying destruction in his path, Anton was driving me. Or, at least, was with me, having driven me into Forks on one occasion, and twice in the neighborhood of Whitewater.
George Remington, ending a long and late speech before the Whitewater Business Men's Club, was saying these things: "I especially deplore this modern tendency to talk as though there were two kinds of people in this country those interested in good government, and those interested in bad government. We are all good Americans. We are all interested in good government.
There was a second's pause, and then the laugh came. "Now, this girl has just waked up to the fact that Whitewater isn't heaven, and she thought you'd like to hear the news! I'll take the poor lamb home, put cracked ice on her head and let her sleep it off." They laughed again. "Go to it," said the erstwhile spokeswoman for the working girls. E. Eliot called them a cheery good-night.
And I hope you, lady, haven't been inconvenienced by a handkerchief. We could just as well have arranged for your comfort, too." "Madam," gasped E. Eliot, who was the first to be released to speech, "it is unimportant who I am. But do you know that this woman with me is Mrs. George Remington, the wife of the candidate for district attorney Mr. George Remington of Whitewater?
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