Welcome to our first instalment of Yesterday today, a regular look back at what was making news in the pages of the Cootamundra Herald 100 years ago.
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Where possible we will align our look back to the same week 100 years ago when the paper was printed each Tuesday and Friday.
Interestingly this week the coverage 100 years ago included a story about the cancellation of the annual show.
SMOKING IN THE TOWN HALL
The young chaps,should not light , up under the gallery when looking at the dances in, our Town Hall. At Young, where there have been similar complaints, the council is taking action, and our authorities should do likewise.
Besides showing: disrespect and causing Fix this textdiscomfort to ladies in the hall who dislike enhaling the. clouds of smoke that circulate around the room, it is an offence against the law, and in future offenders are to be prosecuted without respect to persons. A warning is issued so that smokers will not be taken unawares.
CHASED OUT, OF HIS OWN YARD
Cootamundra is not the only town whEre the straying stock play up. Here is a tale of woe from Young. The limit of audacity of wandering stock is related by Mr. Will J. Coffey. He was aroused one night to hear the ruthless noise of an invader in his garden, and sallied out to find a nasty looking grey horse devouring the labor of weeks.
In answer to a 'Shoo, you ugly brute,' the horse put back its ears and charged.
Will J. scooted round the yard and by dint of clever manoeuvring, got a fence between himself and the beast.
The animal then turned and apparently to show its contempt, for the mere owner of the garden, lashed both heels at him, throwing mud and stones with unerring accuracy.
Mr. Coffey managed to got a call to the police, who considered that the riotFix this textous beast was not their funeral. Mr. Roy McGregor, the impounding officer, finally arrested the refractory invader.
But Mr. Coffey looks askance when it comes to straying stock invading his garden, and says that he's bought a gun and will snipe the 'cow'' from a long distance next time.
THE COOTAMUNDRA CARNIVAL
Some of our brother chips of the surrounding towns have been chipping at the Cootamundra Show committee for abandoning its proposed schedule this year.
In reply, we may point out that the decision was come to: when things looked anything but encouraging. The drought had us gripped, and the prospects of getting either stock or products ready for the show in September looked dismal indeed.
The continuity of our annual exhibitions had been broken by the war. The showground had been given up to the military camps, and it took a long while to restore order there to set the grounds and buildings right. The last show was not a success.
Folk had got out of the way of showing.
Not so with some of our neighbors, who had been able to carry on.
Good luck to them and may they succeed this year! But our committee felt that it could not afford to run the risk. There, is a debt of £800.
The interest on the outstanding loan was kept going through the years of the war, when there was no revenue except from membership subscriptions. However, our critics need not think that Cootamnndra is doing nothing at all.
Its show dates are being utilised for a carnival, and they are all invited to visit us on that occasion, just to see how Cootamundra can really do things.
We have a reputation for holding our own, and intend to keep up same.
The idea is to raise funds to put the association on a sound financial footing, and Fix this textpave the way for good future shows.
And to prove how the movement has caught on, ten of our district, men have already put in £10 each, with more to follow. It is the money which talks; and that is the best reply to the critics.