June 27, 1902
The frame of the new sawmill is erected and the machinery will be installed at once.
We had a superfluity of rain and rain Tuesday. Probably the weather man thought it was Coronation Day and started in to cut up a scheduled time.
Mr. R- J- Drysdale, of Lanark, has purchased the lumbering business of Mr. William Playfair, of Lavant. The sale included mills, residence and a nine mile timber unit.
Mr. Jas- Bertrand, of Snow Road, a young man 18 years of age, well known to many Lanark people, was killed by a train on the K. & P. Ry. near Mississippi Station last Thursday.
Mr. W. Cohen is doing his share these days he says towards painting the town ( Lanark Village) red. He has a couple of artists slapping a beautiful coat of red paint on his store property on George street, which bids to add brightness to the block.
A dozen Perth juveniles young in years but old at the business, came out to Lanark and crossed sticks in a game of lacrosse with a bunch of Lanark gaffers last Saturday. There was a swell exhibition of the national game, and some clever playing was done. Perth home proved whirlwinds and managed to rub between the Lanark flags six times. Lanark only affected one passage. There was a good, attendance of spectators and playing on both,’ sides was loudly applauded. Lanark’s goal keeping by Poke Manahan was the star feature of the game.
Lanark County women but not the women below.
Thursday was Ladies’ Day in Lanark. About 200 women; pride and beauty of the county, members of the W.F.M.S., assembled by invitation at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Caldwell. About forty came from Carleton Place and Almonte, Appleton, Perth, Balderson and numerous other places sending from one to ten each. The president of the local Presbyterian branch of the society gave an address, and a musical program was also given by several ladies present. Miss Mamie Laurie, of Toronto, sang a couple of sacred solos. Tea was served on the spacious lawn beside the Caldwell home, and everybody present heartily enjoyed, themselves. Profane man had no place at the function, but at office, bench and shop during the afternoon his senses were delightfully entertained by the melody proceeding from 200 female throats that knew how to sing, and all over town the strains were heard
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