Past Pages for Sunday, Aug. 16, 2015

150 years ago

Yesterday an evil, which perhaps none of our citizens anticipated, presented itself suddenly in our city. The laundryman who washes our other shirt rushed boldly into our office and announced that “there would be no more washee (sic) for one week!” It seems said proprietors of the Chinese wash houses have organized a concerted resistance to what they say is the onerous exactions of our city fathers. In other words, they are on strike. “Vive Ia Chinese!”

130 years ago

A few weeks ago the Appeal received a request to exchange with the Greenville, Texas Appeal, a political and agricultural engine. It is published by Miss Helen Rawson and her name flies in the masthead. Seeing this, the Appeal editor in a facetious moment stated he would rather exchange photos than papers. Not being blessed with beauty, and fearing a domestic boiler explosion if the request was complied with, we secured a picture of Gov. Adams and mailed it to the Greenville Appeal (continued on Tuesday).

100 years ago

Among recent arrivals in Carson are Mr. and Mrs. Jean Maury who have aroused their execution of the new mode of dancing. While traveling though Reno they stayed in Carson they have become so enamored of the climate, scenery and resources, they have decided to stay. It is likely they will stay and establish a dancing class.

70 years ago

Carson’s victory jubilee went off like a skyrocket and flared a lot longer — and many times more brilliantly. At approximately 4 p.m. when the air raid siren howled announcement of the end of the war, things opened up. Just what happened form then on is anybody’s guess. Chief of Police Jack Parker and a few other whose jobs required them to stay on the sidelines are probably the only residents of Carson who can tell a coherent story of the event.

30 years ago

U.S. Senator Paul Laxalt says he’s considering the possibility of serving the Reagan administration as an international trouble-shooter or special ambassador instead of seeking a third term.

Trent Dolan is the son of Bill Dolan, who wrote this column for the Nevada Appeal from 1947 until his death in 2006.