Lima Times Democrat, Dec 1, 1904 Frank RICKETTS, of south West street, has revived from his sudden illness of yesterday, and was able to get down to the store this afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. W.F. CALVERT, of south Elizabeth street, are entertaining his mother Mrs. CALVERT, of Alger. A Mr. JOHNSON, of Forest, is visiting his daughter, Mrs. Lloyd BOYERS, of south Pine street. J.W. HESS, the shoe cobbler, has returned to his first love, the little room on west Vine street, in the rear of the Seiferd building. He has been located on east Kibby street for several weeks. Friends of Miss Leann SAUNDERS will be pleased to learn that she is improving from an attack of rheumaism, and it is thought will be able to resume her school in a few weeks. Miss Maud HARRINGTON, of Reese avenue, is again on the sick list. After enjoying a visit with his old-time chum, J.M. HUTCHINSON, of south West street, John DEPPELLER has returned to North Washington. Mr. and Mrs. L.O. HAWKINS, of Milburn avenue, have a brand new boy to juggle and sing to. Mrs. Joseph SANDERS, of south Pine street, is reported quite feeble. Today Mrs. Polly SOMERSET, of Van Wert, was buried. She was a sister of Mrs. Thomas BELL, of Greenlawn avenue. Gracer J.D. AUSTIN and wife, have returned from Tennessee and Alabama points, where they visited the past few weeks. Mr. L.E. ROBERTS, fireman on the L.E. & W. and Mrs. ROBERTS, have given up boarding and are now in a cozy home of their own at 924 Tanner avenue. If reports are to be relied upon, one of south Lima's gentlemen has deserted the "Bound to be a bachelor" (3 B's) club, and is now enjoying matrimonial bliss. The gentleman who rumor says has acted so wisely is Mr. Frank FINK, of south Elizabeth street, and the bride is a Detroit belle. Last evening about twenty-five persons called at the Jacob RISE home, on west Kibby street, and after spending an hour or so at progressive pedro, were treated to a fine oyster supper. The event was a most enjoyable one. Charles CLARK, of Dayton, visited his mother, Mrs. Minerva CLARK. Charles DOUTE tells a good one on his father. They went rabbit hunting the other day, and the old gentleman scared up a bunny, and ran after it shouting: "Here's one Charley. There it goes". "Well why don't you shoot it"? said the son. "Why are you carrying that gun on your shoulder for?" "Gee whiz!" exclaimed the father " I thought I was carrying my shovel". The rabbit got away.