The Old Times Michigan

 It was a slow news day on Dec. 3rd, 1909 , apparently. The Detroit Times decided it was appropriate and necessary to print this article about some nasty family drama. Imagine your domestic situation was so ugly that it made the news. Here's the lengthy article.   SLOBBERED OVER HUBBY IN PUBLIC But Mrs. Cornwall Was Prize Nagger In Private, Spouse Tells Divorce Judge That the nagging of his wife made life with her unbearable, was the testimony of John J. Cornwall, in Judge Murfin's court, Friday, in his suit for divorce against his wife, Pearl Cornwall. Mrs. Cornwall is contesting the case, her interests being looked after by two attorneys. "Wasn't Mrs. Cornwall ever affectionate?" the husband was asked in cross-examination. "Yes, when people were present," he answered. "What would she do?" "Attempt to embrace me and kiss  me." "Did you object to that?" "Yes. I didn't like hugging and kissing in front of people. I c

 This story is from a bit north in the state and is from the Charlevoix County Herald. It was March 5th, 1904 , and Frank Sherman was about to prove that he was either a complete badass or a complete dumbass. Here's the story: Lost in a Storm. Frank Sherman, a cobbler of St. James, started Sunday morning from Hog island to go to Charlevoix to buy leather. He began his journey, afoot, toward Cross Village, the nearest mainland point but finding the weather fair, decided to walk straight across the lake to Charlevoix, a distance of thirty odd miles. Early in the evening when within five miles of his destination he was over- taken by a blizzard. The blinding and dense snow made a definite course impossible, and the darkness rendered his pocket compass of little use. He traveled the entire night. having been on the lake for twenty-four hours without food or rest. Daylight found him on the north shore of the bay near Emmet. Beach. Sherman was resuscitated by farmers and continued his jo

 Here's a quick little blurb from The Detroit Times on June 19th, 1909 . Nestled among the many stories of crime, suicide, and corruption which tend to be quite popular at this time, is this little heart warming story of matrimonial abandonment that really warms the heart. LEAVES NOTE AND $2. Mrs. Pidgeon Tells Police Husband Has Deserted Her. "There's no use of trying any longer. We can't get along, and I'm  away, Good-bye." This note, and a $2 bill, was what Mrs. Pidgeon, a bride of three months, found on her dresser when she awoke Saturday morning, according to her story to Justice Stein, to whom she appealed for help. The deserted bride is employed at Finck's overall factory, where she has worked ever since her marriage to her husband, who, she says, is a machinist. "I used to get up at 4 o'clock in the morning and iron his shirts for him, and then go to work and earn money to keep the house with," she sobbed, as she told her story to th

  Today I've got an article from June 18th, 1909 , from the Detroit Times. It starts off a with a just a little larceny, put packs a punch at the end.   MOTHER HAD SAMPLED WINE THAT YOUNG SON STOLE Mrs. Cieslak Comes to Juvenile Court Intoxicated, Creates Scene and Is Locked Up. Shouting and screams that could be heard from the fourth floor of the county building to the basement drew a crowd of several hundred persons, including judges, lawyers and jurors, to the juvenile court, Friday morning. The noise was made by Mrs. Cieslak, mother of Walter Cieslak, the boy who the day before had stolen 22 bottles of dandelion wine. The boy had been remanded to the D'Arcambal farm, when his mother began scream. She continued to screech and ery until she became hysterical. Nothing the officers could do quieted the woman, and for more than a half hour her voice penetrated every room. in the building until business was almost suspended. The actions of the woman, her appearance and a strong