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We’re looking at change. Every other week we give a sideways glance to the newfangled ideas cropping up in the 1870s. This week, we’re in Two Pan, and even though we hate change, we’ll grudgingly admit…some improvements are long overdue.. … Continue reading
The town meeting to build a school was held in the newly constructed Grubbs Mercantile. Ignacius Grubb has sold mule shoes, single sips of wildfire hooch through glass straws, and tobacco out of barrels since the first gold claim in … Continue reading
Welcome to 1870 where Violet Spinrad finds something needs to change. Alice Hopkins showed up at my door. She was out of salt. Can you imagine? That’s like being out of air. We’re so poor the only thing on our … Continue reading
In 1871, Women sew more than quilts for a change. “Can you stitch up the dog?” That’s what every woman wants to hear when she’s cooking dinner. The kids were poking each other with sticks and into this chaos, Henry … Continue reading
I’m William Woolsey. Silky Sue, owner of the Salt Lick Saloon came to me with a proposition, I tried to be civil. I told her there were other men in town who’d be her freighter. But she didn’t want miners … Continue reading
Changes make Christmas skip over Two Pan and Violet Spinrad. Violet Spinrad says: After a body experiences thirty Christmases, the thrill of the season crumbles into another day of work. A child is needed to inflate the holiday. The wee … Continue reading
Fridays Brings Changes in Two Pan…. When one of the Woolsey children came banging on our door, Bricker was out seining for gold, as usual. The boy had been sent by his papa asking for Bricker’s help getting in his … Continue reading
It’s Pioneer Friday, and some folks are SCOWLING at the latest change. Opal’s Palace for sporting women opened its brass-plated doors this Friday, December 1, 1870. Construction had begun months ago with granite quarried from Huber’s. However, masons recently stopped, … Continue reading
Another Pioneer Friday and Bricker should keep up with the Changes. That’s why he’s now squinting. It had to be a man who invented the iron. No woman would’ve said, let’s whack a cannon ball in half, throw it in … Continue reading