Haw Point October 5, 1901

1. The telephone line under way of construction from Eunice to Opelousas has reached this place and if working by fits and spurts will complete it, it will be completed before we are many years older.

2. Judge Dejean went to Opelousas Monday. There was a fire in town and the way he did jerk that hose around was a caution. He was here and there giving orders to those excited firemen and a casual observer would have concluded at once that this was a man who had been cradled on a hook and ladder truck since babyhood, breathing the fumes of a fire engine through a firemans trumpet and reared at the nozzles point.

3. Mr. Noel Olivier is in trouble. He has troubles of his own, so you need not think them yours. He has a patch of fine cane and while calculating on selling it in the field and realizing a handsome sum without any bother. But some chaps have been sneaking into his cane patch at night and the next morning the fresh stubbles tell the old, old story ever new. One of these nights he is going to lay for those rascals and then therell be a warm time in the cane patch. Come along, come along, get your old rusty gun, and well cook the thevin fellows to a done, done done.

Last Wednesday a week ago, there was a solembized and jovialized a nupitial that equaled any brilliant affair of the sort that has ever occurred in this community before. Mr. Eugene Cormier and Miss Amelia Thibodeaux were the contracting parties and a happier, more congenial pair never swore allegiance to Hymen than this young couple as they stood at the marriage alter in their youthful bloom and health; endowed with those amiable qualities that have perpetuated the marriage bond since cupid first drew his bow. The future seems to hold for them eternal sunshine through which no cloud would ever drift as they pursue their happy journey to the end of time. Each seemed to realize the solemnity of the moment as hand in hand they stood with flushed cheeks and heaving bosom and listened to the sublime benediction, Those whom God has united let no man put asunder. It is not very often that Cupid unslings his bow in these diggins, but when he does and lets fly he shatters the billet and a ragged hole is made that is hard to heal. He struck a young book agent from Bellevue the other day who was canvassing around here for The Life of William McKinley. He forgot all about The Life of William McKinley: and camped down here for a week. Every evening he hit the road for Church Point and there as the shadows lengthened and darkness mantled the world; his forlorn animal could be seen pawing at the flies and dreamily rousing its ears every now and then to a parrots musical Polly wants a bisquit.

Rubin

October 26, 1901

Mr. Alexson Armie, of Iota, passed through this community on Monday. Mr. A has been in Opelousas attending a horse stealing case in which he was a witness. One chap sold a horse to another chap that belonged to a third chap, without the consent or knowledge of chap number three.

Mr. Nathan OPry is about to ring the wedding gongs. It has been announced that he is going to soar out over the sea of matrimony, in other words he and another are contemplating tieing a knot with their tongues that cannot be untied with their teeth. The affair promises to be a brilliant event in Haw Point history. We congratulate in advance the young people and hope that the doors and windows will be so closed that trouble cannot enter nor love depart.

Mr. Budreau, of whom I once made mention as being an all-round fellow at chief-cooking over a refreshment stand, went to Opelousas one day last week with a bale of cotton. He failed to return and now we are in sack cloth and ashes for the days go like a shadow oer the heart and our still missing citizen returns not to his native health. Still his fireside is lonely and his board is surrounded by tearful ones who, as the old clock on the mantle ticks the hours away, wonder where is the wandering boy tonight.

Mr. Landry (Haw Point Landry) was attending business in Church Point several days since. He indulged too freely and sat himself down in the good judges office to compose himself eer he go home and face his better half. With his head bowed on his manly bosom and his hat on the back of his head he dozed and snoozed all evening. An army of flies busing around his head and strangers staring in open-eyed wonderment.