Jacob J. Guinnip appeared Jan. 3 and was convicted of three violations of Battery. He was sentenced to six months in the Cloud County Jail for each count, to be served concurrently, and ordered to pay costs of the action, $160. The Court found that Defendant shall remain in the custody of the Cloud County Jail until noon, Jan. 7. His sentence shall be suspended on the condition that all costs are paid in full by Feb. 28.
Regan Smith appeared Jan. 2 and was convicted of Domestic Battery. She was sentenced to 30 days in the Cloud County Jail and ordered to pay costs of the action, $160, a fine of $200 and all other assessed fees by Feb. 13. Her sentence was suspended with Defendant being placed on unsupervised probation for six months with specific terms and conditions including that she have no contact directly, indirectly or through a third party with Juan Nunez and that she seek anger management/conflict resolution counseling and provide proof of same to the Court.
Early History of Cloud County
By H.E. Smith
In a Tunnel
The old lady had traversed all this distance safely, enjoying every hour of the journey, and was now turning her face homeward to a farm nestled among the hills.
"My son lives on the other side of the house, and does all the chores about the farm. I take care of myself," she explained, with the curious simplicity of a nature that confided all its private affairs to strangers, never dreaming of doubting that their interest equaled her own in discussing their personal history.
Ruth's sympathy was aroused. This sympathy cost her dearly. Three hours later she was standing on the crowded platform of a large railway terminus, where locomotives were dashing frantically about, and anxious passengers vociferated loudly, with her own train disappearing in the distance, and a string of gold beads in her hand.
It happened thus: Ruth and her new friend hobnobbed delightfully. The old lady was particularly pleased to discover that among the many good things; prepared for the other's journey by friendly hands were crisp turnovers, generous slices of dried-apple pie and doughnuts.
"Seems like hum," she declared, with a sigh of satisfaction. "Couldn't git any cake nor pie in Canady. They said that they had plenty of beef and beer, but I don't need nothin' quite so hearty."
Born of the same race, subjected to the same influence of a harsh, cold climate, the English resident of Canada supplies generous fuel for the machinery of life, while the Yankee resident of New England most grudgingly lubricates the busy mechanism of his economy, at the same time extorting the greatest possible amount of labor from his slave—the body.
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