A View of Our Sidewalks

Not specifically Dayton, but you wouldn’t walk down the middle of this, either.

DAYTON

Dr. Bascom left the first treasure of the season at the home of Wm. Ryan. A fine baby girl.

Sleet, rain, snow, mud and sunshine inside of twenty-four hours. Verily, variety is the spice of life.

Mrs. Wright, of Ottawa, formerly a resident of Dayton, is spending a few days with friends in town.

We have no saloon, yet enough strong drink reached town to cause a drunken brawl last Sunday.

Mr. Brown is moving to town. Now the large, long vacant house will be brightened with the light of life and home.

The school entertainment Thursday evening should be patronized by all interested in the education of the boys and girls. Admission, 10c.

Last Saturday we were reminded of what we have read about women turning out and sweeping the streets in cities when we saw an energetic little girl wheeling ashes on a street crossing to make it passable. Our sidewalks are truly side walks, as a person must get to one side to be able to walk. Ottawa should be happy at the prospect of permanent pavements.

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Image by Manfred Antranias Zimmer from Pixabay


  1. Ottawa Republican Times, 10 Mar 1892, p4.

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