The Man Who Lost His Mind to a Will: A Snohomish Tragedy

The man McDonald, who it will be remembered was up here on a lawful journey during Court Week, from whose effects he lay prostrated for two weeks, has since then been confined in the Insane Asylum at Seattle. Mac has a history. His parents were in Michigan, and are comparatively rich — at least we judge so from the fact that an hour after his departure from that State some of his blood relatives disinherited him with twenty-one thousand dollars. But poor Mac is a helpless invalid now no longer sports like a man, but in the spirit of fate can do at that.

The new bridge crossing the Lillooet on Main street is considered a masterpiece of local talent. This structure is of the most substantial character, and will be a lasting monument to the engineering skill of its proposers. The trestle work on which the bridge rests is as high in the center, and is so securely formed that the heaviest loads may be taken over the floor without causing the slightest jar or tremble in any part.

Home Seekers — As spring approaches and one who has a home to build, yard to fence or sidewalk to lay, is entirely engaged in such work. Mr. John Pike is laying the foundation for a new building on Main street; Mr. [illegible] has completed his building at 4th avenue, and is planning to lay out a sidewalk to connect with Main street; Dr. Wilbur has completed another story of his residence on the south side of Main street, and there are many other enterprises in contemplation which we will refer to hereafter. Work on the improvement known as the Advance Building, which was suspended during the rainy season, will soon be resumed, and we may expect a lively and prosperous season for all concerned.