Wednesday, April 28, 2021
Published in the Lake County Independent, Libertyville, Illinois on Friday, January 29, 1904
Badger fights must cease. Lake County has become famous for this diversion with the side-splitting climax, but its all off now.
During the Fireman’s Convention at Waukegan the guests enjoyed a badger fight arranged in their honor, and in some way it leaked out, members of the humane society getting wind of it.
Saturday morning Mayor Pearce was waited on by a lady who wanted particulars as to the fight. She said the humane society had determined to take the matter up. Personally she did not believe the Mayor attended and wanted to know if he really did. Mayor Pearce admitted attending the fight but he did not think the sport cruel. The badger was obtained out west. It was about the size of the dog, and the exhibition of the prowess of both dog and badger was unattended by cruelty. To prove it he begged the lady to bear to the humane society with his compliments an invitation to attend the next badger fight held in Waukegan that the judgement might be pronounced from first hand experience. The humane officers would even be invited to referee the scrap. The lady left the Mayor’s office not satisfied. Perhaps if she accepts the mayor’s invitation she will become convinced there is nothing cruel in a badger fight as conducted in Lake County. She may even wish to apologize.
Wednesday, April 28, 2021
Published in the Chicago Daily Tribune, Chicago, Illinois on Wednesday, June 3, 1857
Sea snakes, Among other visions, the Republic has a glimpse of its old favorite, the Silver Lake Snake, which has appeared in the River St. Lawrence, in a degree commensurate with the magnitude of his new quarters. It is said the he has shown 300 feet of its length, and that is sufficient to prevent any great increase upon the Republic’s story which raised it to an equality with the New York Herald as regards reliability.
Wednesday, April 28, 2021
Published in the Chicago Daily Tribune, Chicago, Illinois on Wednesday, June 3, 1857
The poor birds are dying of cold in New Jersey. One day last week hundreds of little birds, who were allured from their tropical homes in hopes of a Northern summer, fell to the ground dead, or nearly so, in the midst of their flight. In Trenton, the children were picking up and nursing these unfortunate wind-falls.
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Published in the Waukegan Gazette, Waukegan, Illinois on Saturday, May 30, 1874
A little dog belonging to a gentleman, residing near StonyBrook, Long Island, was in the habit of following his master’s wood wagon to the landing some three miles distant. One day he was set upon and roughly handled by a large dog belonging to a resident in the next village. The next day, though lame, sore and bruised, the little dog persisted in accompanying the wood wagon again. When the wagon started, the large farm dog was also found to be moving along quietly under it. He was never known to accompany the wagon-team before. The teamster attempted to drive him back, but he refused to return. The little dog led the way, limping and brooding over his wrongs. he was also contemplating the sweetness of revenge, and gloating over its near accomplishment. When he reached the place where he had received his ill treatment the day before, he limped up to where his enemy lay basking in the sun in the front yard, and snapped and snarled through the pickets in a most tantalizing manner. Thinking to repeat the chastisement of the day before, the village dog leaped over the fence, but only to encounter the large farm dog who had been watching the proceedings from under the slow-moving wagon, and who now came rushing to the rescue. The village dog was nearly killed before they could be separated. The large farm dog left the party after the fight and returned home. He had come only for the purpose of aiding his little friend to obtain revenge. The little wretch was almost human in his airs of triumph, and in his expressions of gratified malice. By what process, think you, did the little dog communicate his wrongs or plan with his big canine friend this well concocted scheme of retaliation?
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Published in the Waukegan Gazette, Waukegan, Illinois on Saturday, February 13, 1886
As the 10:20 train was coming south this morning, a number of dogs were playing upon the track, and they were struck by the engine. After the train had passed it was found that two large greyhound’s and one Newfoundland-all valuable dogs-were killed. The worthless curs got “nary a scratch.”
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Published in the Waukegan Gazette, Waukegan, Illinois on Saturday, February 13, 1886
The Rockford Journal says: “It is estimated that at least 10,000 hogs have died with the cholera within a radius of fifteen miles about this city during the past season, and the disease is still prevalent. Some authorities on stock matters declare the plague to be measles instead of cholera.”
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Published in the Dixon Telegraph and Lee County Herald, Dixon, Illinois on Wednesday, November 12, 1851
The Naval and Military Sketch Book tells the following interesting story. In July, 1800, Lieutenant Jeremiah Coghlan, in the boats of the Viper, an English cutter, in the most daring manner boarded and brought out under the batteries at Port Louis, a French brig, called the Carbere, Connected with this exploit is the following, there was on board the Carbere a very large Newfoundland dog which most actively assisted in defending the brig, and which of course, subsequently became the property of the captors. On the morning succeeding the action, the leader of this dashing service, who was lying in a state of suffering from his wounds, heard a piteous moaning which he discovered to proceed from the faithful animal, which had received a wound that nearly divided his head.
Coghlan instantly forgot his own sufferings and set about relieving the poor dog’s agonies; and having taken his handkerchief from his neck, bound up the frightful wound with it. This was performed in so skillful a manner, that the dog speedily recovered, and was most faithful to Capt. Coghlan for many years. The dog died of old age some years afterwards, and was buried with military honors.
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Published in the Lake County Independent, Libertyville, Illinois on Friday, July 6, 1894
A Big Gorilla, a Small Boy, a Side Show and Some Hoosier Heroes.
As the side show of the Hall Circus was being opened to the public at Butlerville, Ind. Ko-Ko-Mongo, the big gorilla, sprang against its cage door, pushed it open, grabbed a small boy, who was looking on, opened mouthed, and in an instant escaped from the tent with his victim. A big crowd was soon in pursuit with guns, clubs and dogs. Ko-Ko-Mongo was overtaken just at the edge of town, but his pursuers, did not dare fire upon him for fear of killing the small boy, whom he clasped affectionately to his bosom. Two big dogs were set upon the gorilla. One he killed with cheerful alacrity; the other made a bee line for town, with his tail between his legs. All this time the small boy was lustily screaming for help. Finally one of ko-Ko-Mongo’s keepers succeeded in getting hold of his chain, while another with true cowboy skill landed a lasso over his neck. Soon the big ape was overpowered and safely lodged in his cage. Aside from a few scratches the boy was uninjured.
Published in the Waukegan Gazette, Waukegan, Illinois on Saturday, July 4, 1885
Two monkeys sat under a tree in an Indian forest. One monkey was seen to busy himself in smearing the other with red clay earth. When he had succeeded in entirely covering his companion, he disappeared into a neighboring wood, leaving the other a mass of clay, but for two small holes through through which peered a pair of cunning eyes. Then the bedaubed monkey was seen to climb to the hollow of a tree where was a bee-hive. The bees buzzed about the intruder, but all they could do was to leave their stings in his clay coat. At length they swarmed away in despair, and the clever monkey helped himself to the honey-comb. Then the other monkey came out of his hiding place and proceeded to pick off the clay covering from his brother. This done, they set to work at the honey-comb and relished it.
Published in the The Evanston Index, Evanston, Illinois on Saturday, January 7, 1899
The large owl, the veteran of the Santiago campaign, that has been at Wilkerson Bros.’ grocery store, is dead. The bird escaped Spanish and American bullets only to die a violent and tragic death. Friday night last week it caught one of its feet in the wire cage, and when the store was opened Saturday morning the bird’s foot was found hanging to the cage where the owl had pulled it off, and the bottom of the cage splattered with blood. The unfortunate owl was killed to put it out of its misery. Wilkerson Bros, will have to owl stuffed.