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Alighting from the train at our depot you will find yourself in a town of about 500 inhabitants. The obliging agent in the office is Mr. Joe Morgan, one of our boys, who has been in the employ of the Big 4 at this place about 3 years. Looking to the left, we take notice how in the past few years South Belknap has grown and spread till it has reached the forest-covered bottom land. This large two story building is our school house. We employ three teachers, and when our children complete the course of study prepared for them they are well fitted for any occupation in life. Observe our broad, clean streets and six foot sidewalks all through the town, with never a saloon to pay expenses. Turning from the depot up Main Street, we stop at the Belknap
House, where we are greeted by the smiling landlord, Uncle Jim
Bob Evers, and his wife, who will make you welcome and comfortable. We retrace our steps across Main Street and enter the store
belonging to W. Particular Brown. Now we know why "Particular"
is attached to his name, for in his large stock of goods, where
you can purchase anything, from a toothpick to a parlor stove,
he is particular to have everything in its place and give you
the best of bargains. The next door is the barber shop, run by Lewis Tapley. This restaurant, where fruit, candy and other good things are displayed, belongs to W. F. Weeks. Just above, we enter the large store of W. L. Williams. Here the post office is kept, also. The clerks, W. H. Gibbons and Miss Myrtle Williams will sell you anything from a side of bacon to the finest silk or satin. We cross the street and enter the store of our enterprising
spokesman, O. M. Fraim. Not many years ago Mr. Fraim came to
our town a poor man. Now he owns several hundred acres of land,
a large store well stocked with goods__showing what any man can
do in Southern Illinois when he tries. If you will climb to the summit of this large picturesque
bluff you will find a beautiful view spread out before you. Looking
to the southwest, we see the white buildings in Grand Chain; also
the smoke from the steamboats on the Ohio river, the highlands
in Massac, Pulaski and Union counties; while below us is our own
little town, the smoke curling up from many chimneys, speaking
of warmth and happiness within. |