Saturday March 30th 1889: Thousands of layers of dough and butter baked golden brown by his team of raccoons are offered up by Mr. Knox in the corner alley. Read more here.
Friday March 29th 1889: The enormous albino — called Powder by friends — straddles the stump, rips it out of the ground and throws it behind him with a practiced alacrity. Read more here. See more here.
Thursday March 28th 1889: They dance for to see Ye Olde Folkes, videlicet atomy and faery microscopically, unseen yet. Read more here, here, and here.
Wednesday March 27th 1889: Those with the cipher find rooms no one else can listed on the new directory displayed in the Court House. Read more here.
Tuesday March 26th 1889: While looking over Mr. Dickson’s herds, Mr. Loveren considers whether he can keep the moose, cows, sheep, goats, and camels separate. Read more here.
Monday March 25th 1889: He regrets leaving his slouch hat, but where he is headed the faeries will allow no clothing, not even a head covering. Read more here.
Sunday March 24th 1889: Carefully, oologists from throughout the county bring specimens of several combinations of color, texture, and size to Mr. Wilson’s new grocery to sell. Read more here.