A young boy's life is cut short in a quiet Seattle accident involving a rifle.
“Two boys, aged about thirteen, named Pinkey and Damey, were playing with a Henry rifle at Bothell one day last week, when the latter accidentally discharged the gun, and the ball striking Pinkey in the chest killed him instantly.”
A man escapes from the Steilacoom asylum, survives a seventy-mile trek through the wilderness on a shattered ankle, and is eventually captured in a Bothell cabin.
“I'm engaged now. She's awful pretty and smart. When I'm a free man I'm going back to see her again.”
A successful ship carpenter, unsettled by a head injury and the pressures of the local real estate market, is found in a slough near Bothell after his second attempt at suicide.
“At times he would be perfectly sane, but then again he would imagine he was going to lose his property on account of grade taxes.”
A Democratic congressional hopeful solicits a Republican postmaster for $10—using party paper, an insurance-company envelope, and a paper trail that ends up at the Post-Intelligencer.
“A prompt refusal of this request is better than uncertainty and delay.”
Property owners petitioned county commissioners to form a drainage district, hoping to transform miles of 'sluggish' swamp into productive farmland.
“If it were drained by a system of ditches and the main channel straightened, a strip of rich land a mile in width its whole length would be made fit for cultivation.”