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400 Mile Yard Sale 2013

2013-06-13T03:45:00.001-05:00

Some of the sights around Hopkinsville, KY

Old iron tools

It's good that the 400 Mile Yard Sale is held for 4 days. This year, it rained all day Thursday and half of Friday. But Saturday was a beautiful day of sunshine. Keely and I left her house at 8:00 AM (which is early for us on a Saturday.)

First we went to some sales around Hopkinsville. Many of them were unimpressive, but we loved the sale at the Senior Center. The parking lot and auditorium was full of tables of merchandise, and many of the vendors were ready to deal. I found a 1902 health book for just $2. (I love old textbooks.) Keely bought a rock-band poster and a hat.

At the Senior Center in Hopkinsville

Bargain bling

A nice lady in a zany hat had a lot of jewelry on her table. I 'm collecting shiny things for a craft project, so I bought a bag of jewelry odds and ends and mismatches and another little set of matching earrings and brooch.

A bit of Hopkinsville history

Fun-to-see art at the Senior Center

From the Senior Center, we drove east of Hopkinsville on 68/80. There was at least one yard sale per mile between Hopkinsville and Fairview, and in some of the miles, there were several sales. Keely was looking for baby things for her friend who is pregnant. She found a nice baby swing for just $15 -- it's the sort that can swing either sideways or back and forth.

Lots of baby items at this sale

Butler Antiques from Hopkinsville and several other antique and flea market dealers always set up their sales on a hill a few miles east of Hopkinsville. Two years ago, I bought a chest of drawers for my son there, and last year I bought a nice wooden cabinet for my utility room. This year I only bought little things, so I didn't have to go home and get the truck to haul furniture -- thank goodness!

I liked the red chest, but I didn't need it!

Loved the colorful glass in the sunshine!

The Eastview Baptist Church is usually our next stop after the sale on the hill. In past years, they've had a huge yard sale event with dozens of people selling. But this year they didn't have enough volunteers to staff it. The Kentucky New Era reported that they hope to participate again next year. We have always enjoyed their sale immensely, and we felt a bit sad when we drove by their empty church yard.

To our surprise, an Amish lady was one of several sellers at this site. From the place where the two men are standing, the sales continued around a corner, up a little hill, and around another corner.

We weren't sure if the next sale was really a yard sale or not. The sign on the highway said, "Pool Table." But we turned off and drove up the hill, and sure enough, they were having a yard sale that included various pieces of art. I think the $2800 price tag on a sculpture was the most expensive thing we saw all day. But it was an interesting work of someone's hands, and I enjoyed seeing it. Coming back down the hill to the highway, we enjoyed the view.

Finally we arrived in Fairview. The little town was having a big day, and as always, the Jefferson Davis memorial was towering above it all. Lots of Mennonites were visiting the sales and riding through town on their bicycles and in horse-drawn vehicles. The buckboard in the photo below is essentially a one-horsepower pickup truck.

The Fairview Fire Department was selling barbecue sandwiches and cold drinks, as well as yard-sale items. The clothes on one of their trailers were 4/$1.00, so I bought some t-shirts to cut up. (I look for shirts that have no side seams so I can cut the bodies of the shirts into long continuous strips for crocheted rugs.)

Support your local volunteer fire department!

We were losing our momentum after seven straight hours of yard sales, so we decided to end this year's 400 Mile Yard adventure. We stopped at the Mennonite grocery store on our way out of Fairview, and then I took Keely back to Hopkinsville. As I drove back out to my country home, I thought about all the sellers who had started at dawn and wouldn't close until dusk. I was glad to be just a shopper, able to quit and go home anytime I wanted.

Time Travel: Kansas to California, 1896

2013-06-06T07:10:00.000-05:00

"I am stuck on California and have got it bad."

A letter to the editor of the Narka News (Narka, Kansas)

Los Angeles, Cal., Jan 1 1896
ED, NEWS:

When I left Narka, [Kansas,] I promised to write to our neighbors but as we had so many -- and true friends-- I thought best to write one to you, giving a little outline of my trip, and if you will publish it, it will do for them all.

Denver and Rio Grande Railroad map, 1891
Image from Wikimedia

As we left Narka on election day, we stopped in Belleville twenty minutes, met Daisy and Grandma Short; had a pleasant chat with them, bade them good-bye, and knew nothing more until morning when we arrived at Pueblo. Here we made close connections, taking the Denver and Rio Grande for Ogden.

Along this road, the scenery is very beautiful. You would have to look up twice to see the top of the peaks while close to the track was a beautiful stream of water running very swiftly over rocks and pebbles, making it seem like old New York State.

Arrived at Grand Junction at midnight, and after leaving that stony and mountainous country, it seemed very nice to be on a level again. As this was the end of the division, the train stopped twenty minutes. I got out and looked around -- the moon was shining bright and as far as I could see, it was nice and level.

1896 Silver Certificate. Image from Wikimedia.

But let me say, before I left Narka, I wrote Dr. Mosser to meet me at the Junction, as I expected to lay over twelve hours at Pueblo, but did not for we had been bothered and burdened some with the good things our kind neighbors had given us to eat. We had thirteen packages to see after, and while changing cars, Mrs. Webb [the writer's wife] lost one grip with her pocketbook containing about $15.

At the Southern Pacific railroad bridge over the
Great Salt Lake, about 1907. Image from Wikimedia.

We arrived at Salt Lake about twelve o'clock Thursday. We were shown the principal buildings where that people worshipped. Arrived at Ogden about three o'clock, made good connections, leaving within two minutes for Los Angeles over the Southern Pacific and going down through Nevada.

We were two nights and part of two days going through. Past [sic] through Hot Springs and the day was cold, but those springs were sending out steam.

1898 magazine advertisement for
Southern Pacific and affiliated lines.
Image from Wikimedia.

One of the greatest sights was going through a covered bridge forty-two miles long. Saw them lighting the lamps at midday; asked them what this meant, and they told me they were going through this bridge. And such massive timbers. We were told by railroad men that there had been fifteen feet of snow on top of the sheds. It had been snowing some time before, and when we went through it was melting and dripping all the way through. Now to prove this, Mr. Editor, I will refer you to N.C. Joy, as he has been over the road.

Arrived at Sacramento about six in the evening. Next day, Saturday, at two, we came to Los Angeles. Harry and Bro. Goodman met us [at the] station.

As I have been over the city, I think it very nice. Streets are clean and broad. Have seen but one drunk man since I came here. A great industry here is the oil wells, which employs many men; soap factory, cracker factory, and fruit raising. Gardening and laundry work is mostly done by the Chinamen. Vegetables the year round. They are all through the city every day.

A forest of oil rigs near Los Angeles, 1896
Image from Wikimedia

Harry and I have brought us a lot apiece, and instead of paying rent, I put up a shanty 14x24, boarded up and down, matched flooring, not plastered, and only had a stove in it two weeks, night and morning. Nights are cold but after the sun is an hour high, can let the fire go out.

Postcard from 1930-1945 era.
Image from Wikimedia.

Spent Christmas with Bro. Goodman's family and as today is the first day of the year, they took dinner with us. I want to say right here that my land in Kansas is for sale, for I am stuck on California and have got it bad. I never had better health; Harry weights 170, and this is a place where winds do not blow, and everyone is contented and happy.

Work is scarce in the winter as so many come to the city for work. One man in our neighborhood is putting up nine four-room houses, and it is the same all over the city. I am told there are eighteen Methodist churches here besides others. I wish the people of Narka could have the oranges that are ripening and going to waste here.

CHAS WEBB

The above letter appeared on page 8 of the January 10, 1896 edition of the Narka News (Narka, Kansas.) The Narka News reported the following on March 20, 1896:

Charles Webb recently sent H. A. Hall a box of California fruit from Los Angeles. Mr. Hall brought around a sample each of oranges and lemons to this office. The oranges, at least, grew on Mr. Webb's lots in Los Angeles.

Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2013

2013-05-29T05:38:00.001-05:00

Our day at Tenn-Renn

Welcome to Covington Glen!

We made our annual visit to the Tennessee Renaissance Festival on the third Sunday of May this year. Isaac, Rachel, and I arrived at the festival so early that we were able to park in the first row, directly in front of the gates.

Soon after we bought our wristbands, it was time for the faire to begin. To our surprise, the Queen and court assembled for an opening ceremony in front of the gates. They probably do this every morning of the faire, but it was new to us.

Fairies at play

A royal lineup

Talented minstrels

Inside the front gate, the fairies were already busily blowing bubbles. Isaac and Rachel wandered away, and I sat down to wait for Keely and Taurus who were a few minutes behind us. Some of the nobility stood nearby and observed the arrival of the day's guests.

A wizard and family put on
wristbands at the fair entrance.

When Keely called to tell me they had arrived, I went back to the ticket line to meet them and share my spray-on sun block. At the entrance to the festival, workers were checking armbands and looking carefully inside every bag. Many uniformed members of the sheriff's department were present throughout the day, and security seemed to be a little tighter than in the past.

Castle Gwynn is about a mile from the festival grounds. It was built by and belongs to the couple who founded the Tennessee Renaissance Festival. A history of the construction of Castle Gwynn notes that it was featured in a Taylor Swift music video.

Isaac and Rachel took the castle tour this year. Maybe I'll go next year. (I say this every year!)

Some of the new iron sculptures

The iron sculptures around the festival grounds are new this year. They fit nicely into the landscape, in sort of a rusty, gothic, mythic way.

Trees line the walkways of the upper market area and the temperature is always markedly cooler there than in the sunny lower market area near the arena. I enjoy the native vegetation, along with the other sights of the Renaissance village. This year, I can report that at least one persimmon tree grows in Covington Glen. I also noticed a curious fern rooted into a tree trunk and a vine that looked to me like poison ivy. I'm sure the grounds crew tries to keep the poison ivy under control, and this seedling just missed their attention.

Tenn Renn has some free activities for children, along with rides, etc. that they can buy. They can also participate in a costume contest and be knighted (or ladied) by the Queen. One little fellow just couldn't resist poking someone with his sword, so he wisely picked on someone his own size. The ladies he was with (and many other people) were wearing pirate-ish garb, because it was Pirate Weekend.

I bought a walking stick here.

Merchants' tents and booths line both sides of the walkways in the market area. They sell a variety of more-or-less renaissance-themed items-- your name on a grain of rice, tapestries, fragrant oils and soaps, swords and knives, costumes, head and hair gear, jewelry, walking sticks, elf ears, pottery, glass, metal and leather work, etc. Along with the goods. there are services such as hair braiding, face painting, henna tattoos, fortune telling, and camel rides.

This girl traveled the entire faire
with her pretzel tree.

Of course, food and drink are also offered for sale, and I certainly bought my share of ice-cold soda and water, as well as a sandwich and a bag of kettle corn. The next morning, I weighted four, (yes, four!) pounds more. How could that happen?!

I always wonder how the Queen (played by Kimberly Stockton) and the court endure their heavy costumes on hot, humid days. The queen's dresses weigh up to 20 pounds each! She designs and sews her own costumes, based on paintings of the Renaissance period.

In Covington Glen (the setting of the Tennessee Renaissance Festival,) the cast of characters includes nobility, peasants, and fantasy creatures (the fairies, the ogre, etc.) The players auditioned in February and began practicing in March.

The peasants of Coventry Glen have much lighter costumes. If the girls have full-length skirts, they often tie or tuck them up, and the guys often have pants that are less than full-length. The merchants all dress in garb, too; it's probably required of them and good for sales. But by far, the largest group of costume wearers are the "playtrons"-- the ticket-buying patrons of Tenn Renn who wear their garb just because it's fun.

No one in our group dressed in costume for the festival for the first time ever. I found that I missed the costume-wearing aspect of the event, so I'll probably garb up again next year.

During our spare minutes between shopping and eating and people-watching, we enjoyed a few of the shows. The Oops Comedy Knife Throwing was amusing as always. In the photo below, some poor guy from the audience had been brought up to the stage for a bit of mild torture (no blood spilled.) Paolo Garbanzo is the performer in blue. The other knife-wielder on the stage is Giacomo the Jester from the Celtic band, Empty Hats. (YouTube has several videos of Paolo Garbanzo and also of the Empty Hats.)

When we made our way to the lower market, the court was busy doing something in the green in front of the arena. I'm not sure what they were up to; it didn't look like human chess which is one of their usual entertainments. Earlier in the arena (inside the fence), there was a jousting tournament (horses, knights, and long poles.)

Master falconer Karen Tolson Carroll

We meandered through the merchant tents in the area and then found a seat to watch Birds of the Gauntlet, an educational demonstration by Master Falconer Karen Tolson Carroll. Most of the falcons, hawks, and owls in Kitty Carroll's show came into her care after suffering injuries that prevented them from surviving in the wild.

I always learn something new at Birds of the Gauntlet. This year, I learned that throwing scraps of food out car windows attracts mice to the highways -- which attracts hawks -- which puts them in danger of being hit by a car.

Kitty Carroll's assistant (her
husband) with a redtail hawk.

After we watched the birds, we decided to leave because most members of our little group had to work the next morning. As we passed through the exit gate, we saw our car and rejoiced again at the parking spot we had scored that morning -- no uphill hike to a distant car, hurray! What a nice way to end our Tenn-Renn experience for this year.

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Previous trips to Tenn Renn: Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2012
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2011
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2010
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2009
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2008
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2007
Tennessee Renaissance Festival 2006

Too Wet for Planting

2013-05-12T12:39:00.000-05:00

Rainy, cool spring in Christian County, KY

We've had a difficult spring in Christian County, Kentucky. We hate to complain about rain, knowing how badly they need it in other areas, but it's so wet here that our farmers can't get the crops planted. The water puddles in this field near my home are typical for the area. Small lakes have formed in some fields that have pronounced low spots. The farmers who have managed to get their machinery in the fields and their seed in the ground are reporting mixed results. Some seed has failed to sprout, and some seedlings have been stunted or killed in water puddles.

Mogul This and Mogul That

2013-05-09T02:35:00.001-05:00

Powerful "Moguls" of days gone by

Vintage image of a Mogul tractor from dok1

In 2013, the word "mogul" has a vaguely negative feel to it. We might speak of "shipping moguls" or "manufacturing moguls", meaning the powerful people who control those industries. But a hundred years ago, "mogul" was a positive word, often used as a brand name for powerful machines and equipment.

Mogul Motor Trucks were manufactured in St. Louis and in Chicago. The Mogul Street Sprinkling Truck was probably made by that company. And certain large locomotives were called moguls.

Mogul 1629 locomotive. Image by tkksummers. Gene
Autry purchased this Mogul 1629 after it was retired
from a long life of of service on the rails. It was used
in several Western movies and shows. You may
remember seeing it on "Gunsmoke" or "Wyatt Earp."

Mogul tractors with kerosene engines were manufactured by the International Harvester Company of Chicago, Illinois, through 1924. (If you enjoy mechanical curiosities, watch this YouTube video: Harry Henderson starting his old Mogul tractor.)

I've written several times on this blog about the hard-working Mogul Wagons that were manufactured in Hopkinsville, KY from the 1870s through 1925. Production was halted by a fire that destroyed the factory, but the Forbes Brothers sold their remaining inventory of Mogul wagons, wheels, axels, and other parts for another 25 years.

Moguls didn't always live up to the promise of their name. The Mogul Steamship Company is mainly remembered for a court case in England that concerned it. The Mogul Mining Company was declared a poor investment by a financial adviser of 1920.

How to look and feel like a Mogul yourself? Just light up a Mogul cigarette! (Ugh. I have a feeling they were terribly strong.)

The following definitions are from a dictionary of the period, The Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary of 1913

Mogul \Mo*gul"\, n. [From the Mongolian.]
1. A person of the Mongolian race.
2. (Railroad) A heavy locomotive for freight traffic, having three
pairs of connected driving wheels and a two-wheeled truck.

Mogul \Mo*gul"\, n.
A great personage; magnate; autocrat.

I Say "Ky-oht" and You Say "Ky-oh-tee"

2013-04-18T03:57:00.000-05:00

Coyotes, wolves, and coy-dogs

After hearing the coyotes howl for the last few nights, I read a little about the animal. One bit of trivia I picked up is that the word "coyote" comes from the Aztec word "coyotl", which is often translated as "trickster."

I came across some interesting spellings of the animal's name in old books: "cayute," "cayota," "cayeute," and so on. Today we have standardized the spelling, but pronunciations still vary. According to Merriam Webster's entry for the word, the primary pronunciation is \kī-ˈō-tē\ but in the West, it's sometimes pronounced \ˈkī-ˌōt\.

Coyote in Yosemite National Park
Photo source: Wikipedia

Well, I grew up using the Western pronunciation \ˈkī-ˌōt\ . To me, "coyote" rhymed with "my oat." And I was equally comfortable with \ˈkī-ˌyüt\ (rhymes with "my boot".) These were the pronunciations of northern Nebraska.

On the rare occasion that I heard someone say \kī-ˈō-tē\ , it was obvious to me that they knew coyotes only from watching "Wile E. Coyote" on TV. To me, the three-syllable pronunciation was an overly-fancy version that only a dude would say.

Over the years, I've amended that preconceived notion because I've learned that many rural folks in other parts do say \kī-ˈō-tē\. However, I haven't changed my own way of saying the word. The three-syllable pronunciation will never feel right in my mouth.

I've also heard lots of people call them "wolves." But in my internal dictionary, the word "wolf" is used only for the larger wild dogs. To me, calling them "wolves" would feel just as silly as calling them \kī-ˈō-tēs\.

I base my mental image of a coyote on the animal I knew during my Nebraska childhood. The average male coyote there weighed maybe 30 lbs. But in the eastern U.S., the native coyote is a bigger animal -- at least a third bigger on average (10 to 15 lbs. heavier) -- than the Nebraska coyote. DNA testing has revealed that some eastern coyotes carry wolf genes as a result of coyotes and wolves mating with each other.

So my notion that no coyote should be called a wolf is probably wrong, too. I read that these crossbreed coyotes are called "coy-wolves." Now I wonder how they pronounce that first syllable, "coy." Is it \ˈkī\ or is it \ˈkȯi\?

Range map of the coyote
Image from Wikimedia

Crime in 1921, Laramie, Wyoming

2013-04-04T15:45:00.000-05:00

Keeping the peace on the High Plains

Laramie's downtown historic district in 2004

On January 3, 1922, City Marshall J. W. Sigman reported to the city council of Laramie, Wyoming, about police activity during 1921. During the year, he stated, seventeen officers made a total of 321 arrests for offenses that included the following:

Drunks, 84
Breaches of the peace, 42
Prostitution, 25
Gambling, 35
Burglary, 2
Robbery, 3
Forgery, 4
Larceny, 2
Rape, 2
Assault and battery, 3
Speeding, 62
Bright lights, 2
Wrongful turning of corners, 3
Wrongful parking, 3
Running with mufflers open, 2
Lights out, 5
Reckless driving, 1
Riding on sidewalks, 4
Running on lawns, 1
Vagrancy, 6
Boys frequenting pool halls, 1
Making whisky, 4
Trespassing, 1
Refusing to pay occupation tax, 2
Blocking crossing, 1
Beating board bill, 2
Concerning rubbish, l
Interfering with officer, 1
Destruction of property, 1
Permitting unlawful cesspool, 1
Allowing dogs to run at large, 10
Using water unlawfully, 6
Keeping pool hall open, 1
Others, 2

(Source: Laramie Republican [Daily Edition] no. 123 January 04, 1922, page 5)

In 1921, traffic in Laramie would have been a mixture of horseback riders, horse-drawn vehicles, motor vehicles, and possibly bicycles. I'm guessing that the speeding violations primarily involved automobiles, but most of the riding-on-sidewalk violations involved horses.

William Conners, husband of Philena Baily (my first cousin 2x removed), was one of the policemen who kept the peace in Laramie in 1921. With 83 arrests, he was the most active officer of the Laramie law enforcement team for the year. I was a little surprised to find him on the police force, because he had been working for the Union Pacific railroad as a fireman. But maybe his wife wanted him to be at home, or maybe he was laid off as Union Pacific downsized after World War I.

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400 Mile Sale 2013

2013-04-02T14:27:00.003-05:00

Be there or be square.

The 400 Mile Yard Sale will be June 6-9 along Highway 80 in Kentucky. See http://www.400mile.com/ for the details. Last year, a reader suggested that I should post the dates of this epic event in advance, instead of just posting photos of it afterwards. So, take heed if you're the garage-sale sort! The big one is only two months away!

Blast from the past:
A Yard Sale Extravaganza
400 Mile Sale This Weekend
400 Mile Yard Sale 2012
400 Mile Sale is Underway

EFG's One More Again Thrift Store

2013-04-02T14:18:00.000-05:00

New thrift shop in Hopkinsville, KY

Keely and I enjoy second-hand stores, so we were excited when we saw a sign on a Virginia Street corner for a new thrift in downtown Hopkinsville. We checked it out as soon as we had a chance.

The EFG One More Again store is located on the corner of 6th Street and Virginia, with an entrance on 6th Street (next to Young's Hardware.) This business place (actually two side-by-side buildings) was formerly a furniture store. I don't know the rest of the history of the structures, but to me, they appear to be at least a century old.

"EFG" stands for Evangelical Free Gospel, the church group that runs this thrift shop. They meet at the store for worship. I think the lady tending the store told me that they meet on Saturday nights. She said that the group had previously met in a different location, but they lost their pastor and had to take a new direction. So, they rented this business place and opened the thrift shop.

The inside of the store is spacious so I didn't get that "too-close" feeling that some over-crowded, high-piled junk stores give me. These photos were both taken downstairs. A wide doorway connects the two buildings. As you can see, EFG offers the typical thrift shop selection of merchandise -- totally random!

We climbed an extremely worn stairway in the corner building to the second floor of the shop. (The other building of the shop has stairs to the second floor that are wider and in much better repair.)

The upstairs is divided into a number of rooms. Keely and I spent most of our time in the book room, where we found some good, ex-library children's books. We both left with our arms loaded. I was relieved to discover that we wouldn't have to go back down the same stairs we came up, as my bifocals sometimes bother me on stairways. Keely speculated that there might be a freight elevator somewhere in the building that they used to bring the books and other merchandise upstairs.

The second-floor windows of the corner building have interesting embellishments. The photo above was taken from the sidewalk. I used a graphics procedure on that photo to make the image below. It shows the details at the top of the building better, although I think the windows are longer than the altered perspective suggests.

I picked up a business card at the check-out counter, and here is some of the information from it:

One More Again Thrift Store
118 E. 6th St.
Hopkinsville, KY
Operated by members of EFG Church to give back to the local community.

The card also notes that they will pick up garage sale leftovers.

Churches in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, 1874

2013-03-17T01:55:00.001-05:00

Services and schedules

First Presbyterian Church, Hopkinsville, KY
Built in 1848. Wikimedia image.

According to a directory published in the August 7, 1874, Kentucky New Era, these churches were meeting in post-Civil-War Hopkinsville.

Christian Church
Nashville Street
Eld. T. A. Crenshaw, Pastor.
Regular service every Sabbath morning, at which the Sacrament of the Lord's Supper is uniformly administered, and at night, 7-1/2 o'clock.
Sunday School every Sabbath morning.
Prayer-meeting Wednesday evening.

M. E. Church [Methodist Episcopal], South
Nashville Street
Rev. Thos. Bottomly, Pastor.
Service every Sabbath morning and evening.
Sunday School every Sabbath morning.
Prayer-meeting every Wednesday evening.

Old School Presbyterian Church Southern Assembly
Nashville Street
Rev. J. Tate, Pastor.
Services 3d and 4th Sabbaths in each month.
Sunday school every Sabbath morning.
Prayer meeting every Thursday evening.

Old School Presbyterian Church
Nashville Street
Rev. A. W. Colver
Services 1st and 2nd Sabbaths in every month.
Sunday School every Sabbath morning.
Prayer meeting every Thursday evening.

Grace Church
Virginia Street
Rev. R. M. Baker, Pastor
Service every Sunday morning at the usual hour, and in the evening at 3 o'clock. Sunday School every Sabbath morning

Cumberland Presbyterian Church
Russellville Street
Rev. R. J. Beard, Pastor.
Service every Sabbath morning and evening.
Sunday School every Sabbath afternoon.
Prayer meeting every Tuesday evening.

Colored Baptist Church
Virginia Street
Rev. S. Watt, Pastor.
Service every Sabbath afternoon at 2-1/2 o'clock and evening at 8 o'clock.
Sunday School every Sabbath morning.
Prayer meeting every Thursday evening.

Source: Kentucky New Era, August 7, 1874