Compiled by Joan Isaacs from the files of the Deer River Newspapers.
110 Years Ago—John Graham, giving his occupation as a sailor, went amuck on lumberjack booze last night and wanted to wreck the Mohr house and all hands o’board. He tried to smash some of the heads with a chair, and foiled at this, he attacked the plate window. He was then ejected and immediately went hunting for a club or stones and was about to heave a chunk of coal at the window when Officer Stephenson landed. This morning the tar was sober and sane. He appeared to be a fair fellow and on promise to not over cargo, he was allowed to go.The content you are trying to access is only available to members. Sorry.