Accident on the River

Captain Martin PIRTLE‘s large flat-boat, while tied up to the bank and being loaded with staves below the mouth of Clover creek, some 35 miles from this place, sprung a leak and sunk last Saturday evening. The captain thinks he can raise his craft, though it will be at considerable cost. As soon as she is righted the journey to the Cresent City [New Orleans] will be resumed.

The Bolivar Bulletin. (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.), 08 Feb. 1868, Page 3. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

Staves
One of Hatchie river’s old navigators, Captain Martin PIRTLE, has just completed a large flatboat, and will float down to New Orleans, in a short time, a large number of first class white oak staves. We learn that Col. J. J. NEELY will also load a boat or two with the same material – same destination. The stave business is a good one and pays well. Good luck to the broad horn fleet.

The Bolivar Bulletin. (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.), 11 Jan. 1868, Page 3. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

City Fathers
At the municipal election held last Saturday the following Aldermen were elected by handsome majorities: Alvin WARREN, G. W. NEWBERN, John KENNY, Martin PIRTLE, R. S. HARDY, R. G. CRAWFORD, who upon first meeting will proceed to elect a mayor, recorder, and town constable. It is hoped that the new board will make some improvements upon the streets and sidewalks, and thus incur the special favor of all who are opposed to wading shoe-mouth deep in mud and slush. Arrest offenders, pile on the fines, create a fund and go to work like “city dads” of the good old kind!

The Bolivar Bulletin. (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.), 11 Jan. 1868, Page 3. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

Last Monday night the brick structure known as the Hardeman Hotel, owned by William REYNOLDS, and occupied by his son, Henry and M. R. PARRISH, was entirely consumed by fire. A terrible snow storm was prevailing at the time the fire broke out, half past twelve o’clock, which added all of its fury to the distressing scene. In our opinion, it was clearly the work of some soulless scamp, for when we first rushed forth to save what we could of our scanty effects, a rear room to the west of the main building, and in which no fire was used, was half burned down. The loss to the occupants was quite heavey, and at this particular time is rather hard to bear. We cannot refrain from returning our heartfelt thanks to Martin PIRTLE, Esq., and his lady, for the kindness shown and generosity extended to our roofless, half-naked , bare-footed babies, who had to wade through snow and sleet without a hand to guide them. One who has led the life of a fireman knows how to appreciate, but he may lack for words of expression. As to our effects, we had but little to save – thank God for that. To those friends who assisted in saving what was snatched from the building, we also return thanks, and sincerely trust that they may never be roused from sleep by the rapid peals of the alarm bell or the startling cry of “fire.”

The Bolivar Bulletin. (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.), 04 Jan. 1868, Page 3. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.