The Way We Were – August 2009

100 years-thumbnailCulled by Judy Garrison from August 1909 issues of

The Andes Recorder – 100 Years Ago

With commentary by Jim Andrews

Week In and About ANDES


Events of a Week as Chronicled by the Man on the Street


Elmer Ackerly reports that James Aitken’s hound had an encounter with a wild cat Tuesday on Gray mountain. [Ed.: Here we go again with the bobcat/mountain lion controversy.  But since this was 1909 maybe the DEC will consider the possibility of a mountain lion.]


MacGregor Tremper, who has been the sugar maker at the Andes Creamery, completed his work August 1, and we understand Will Scott will have charge of that branch. [Jim Andrews: I think that the old creamery on Lower Main Street where George Ballantine lives was the sugar plant.  This was in the old high school which was converted into a creamery when the high school moved into the Hilton Memorial High School Building.]  [Ed.: Anyone know what a sugar maker did?]


Carpenters have commenced work on Emory Sanford’s new house.  The old house in which they now live was erected at a date before the memory of any now living, and the most advanced in years say that it was an old house as long ago as they can remember.


Mrs. James Kelly has leased rooms of Miss Maggie Bleakie in the Hunting hotel building. [JA: Most of the turn-of-the-century articles refer to the Hunting House/Hunting Tavern as the “hotel” since it closed as a tavern in the mid 1870’s.]



Bright and early Friday morning, August 13, about 12 families in Andes were busy arousing their athletic members.  After a good application of “Pears Soap Liniment” and as good a breakfast as could be eaten amid the unusual excitement, these 12 made for Hyzer’s Livery where two rigs awaited them.

At 6:05 the “Sleepy Dozen” turned from Main street into Delaware avenue but one of our famous strong men was missing and had to follow in a private rig.  We either ran into the rain or it overtook us just as we reached the Bovina road, but nevertheless we plodded along as we had adopted the motto “Bloomville or bust.” [Ed.: the extensive article goes on to recount the track and field events of the day in front of 500 spectators.]


As soon as the announcer said “Andes Won” we knew the rest and claimed our silver cup, which is now on exhibition at the postoffice.  Once it was in our hands we marched around the field single file shouting, “I told you so.”  “Are we in it, well I guess, Andes, Andes, yes-yes-yes.”   [Ed.: The day concluded with a short railroad journey to Bloomville and a two-hour drive back to Andes, where the happy winners went up Main street making all the noise they could muster.]


A short piece headed “Certificates of High School Graduate Entitles Them to Teach,” ends :  “Remember Hilton Memorial High School at Andes fits you for teaching or for college.  Further than this Andes is a town that should appeal to parents who wish their children to have a safe school home, free from the environments of evil.  The school has record second to none.” [Ed.: Quite a claim!]

[JA:  At that time Andes had one of the best high schools, if not the best, in Delaware County.  Interesting that graduating from high school would give you what you needed to teach; obviously teachers didn’t have to go to college back then in order to teach!]


Here is an excerpt from a short article that appeared in an August, 1909 edition. Though not Andes-related we reproduce here for the interest it may hold for today’s mothers of young children.


How a Clever Mother Can Tempt a Fitful Appetite

The guardians of a finicky child know that mealtime is often more then a matter of table setting and food buying.  Theorists say, “Make a child eat.”  But mothers know that this is often impossible until the little one is reduced to sickness.

It will be found easier to tempt the fitful appetite than to scold or punish.  Make the meal a playtime.  Serve bread and butter cut into thin slices and piled up log cabin wise into a house and pretend the child is an ogre to eat it up.

Name dishes for different rhymes, as Jack Horner’s pie for hollowed out rolls cooked like croutons and filled with the nourishing poached eggs.  Potatoes can be molded into the form of a wall with an egg perched on top to represent Humpty Dumpty.  The child will quickly eat up the egg to prevent “the great fall.”

Boiled rice can be molded into snowballs, and nourishing custards, if put in individual molds of animals, will be eaten without a protest.

Beef juice usually causes a struggle, but if the child pretends he is Jack the Giant Killer, hurrying to get rid of the delicious juice lest the giant think it “the blood of an Englishman,” it is swallowed without a murmur.  ~