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Show BEAVER CANYON NOTES. Editor Leader-As the festivities of the New Year's Holiday are about worn off, and the boys' heads are slowly assuming their natural size and aspect, an air of quietude prevails and peace and harmony reigns supreme. On Saturday night we had a nice ball at Harns' Hall. All the youth and beauty of the city was present and several loads of dancers came in from the suburbs-strange as it may seem all the watches around the place stopped at 10 minutes before 12, so no one knew it was Sunday till they got home and found that it was nearly breakfast time. The first sleigh-ride of the seasons was indulged in the other day by Mr. Henderson, clerk for Van Noy & Co. The vehicle in which he started out was a curious contrivance; it looked like a cross between the "Wonderful One Hoss Shay" and Noah's Ark. The old thing worked very well for a while, but at last it began to come to pieces slowly but surely. First the dash board crumbled and fell away, then the hind end of the machine disappeared, and when poor Henderson got back he looked as if he had only been out horse back riding-only he did not have a side saddle. On the afternoon of Jan. 1st a New Year's dinner was given by Mr. O. R. Goodale. All the elite of the city was invited and as fine a table was spread before them as one could wish. For fancy we will put Mrs. G. up against the world. At the ball Saturday night the Basset family had a sort of a reunion. They all got on the floor at once and completely filled the hall, and at the same time something less than forty persons on the side were holding little fat Basset babies. Mr. James Phillips has left us, and no more shall we hear his dulcet voice ring out as he sang the refrain of the "Tree Toads" or the "Louisiana Low Lands." Mr. Phillips leaves many warm friends here who will anxiously await his return to the classic precincts of Beaver Canyon. Mr. Charles Bannet of Dillon, M. T., is spending a few days here with his brothers. He is accompanied by his estimable wife and their handsome little boy. They appear to be enjoying themselves very well in our rural burg. We are happy to be able to chronicle the fact of the recovery of Mrs. W. Grow, who has long been suffering from a severe attack of rheumatism. Mr. and Mrs. James Brown are now domiciled in their new quarters next door to Mr. Tout's residence. New married life seems to agree with them, for they seem to be as happy as turtle doves. Once more we are called upon to note the departure of a person well known to this community. "Big Casino" as he is commonly called has departed to Spring Hill, and the "crags and peaks that know him once will know him again no more forever." We weep-but don't give it away. Nibbs. Beaver Canon, I. T., Jan. 3, 1882. |