6-26-05

 We had about four tunnel jobs left to dig on three different properties. We took the one that felt the best and started digging. What we thought were bottle clunks on the probe turned out to be fooler stones. The pit was pretty barren save 7 Ely's  Cream Balms for Hay fever and Catarrh. 

Steve readying the tarp

Just because the camera takes good close ups.

Not many bottles

    We were packing up when Steve noticed a little depression we hadn't probed. Sure enough it was a pit and it was a straight down dig! This one had a good selection of bottles. A couple perfumes, Chicago meds, and a bunch of slicks. There was an Injection Rou bottle from Paris and a hypodermic style applicator in the pit. A quick web search revealed this to be either a feminine hygiene product, or possibly a VD cure. Gross.  

Sherer and Co. Druggists Janesville, Wis

Injection brou

Lazell's perfume

One of two different Chicago Whitfields medicines

Yet another skinny take

The next pit was yet another total bunk turn of the century pit. I hate to admit it, but we filled it in before totally finishing it.

Where is the good stuff?

On to another tunnel job in a promising neighborhood where we have dug some good bottles. This one was between a clothes pole and the garage. I clunked my head on the danged pole about three times. The nearby tree provided plenty of roots to battle through. We got down to some screwtop bottles and junky smooth top jars. We laughed and filled it in.

The landlord came by to check the progress. He told of us another property we could check out. This one had no yard. But across the street was a tempting empty lot with tall grass. I found an empty feeling pit. Steve called me over. This usually means he has a good one on the run. He escorted me to the overgrown corner lot line. "Check this out," he said. Holy Smokes, there were a dozen or more four foot tall pot plants conveniently hidden in the corner!

It was getting late. We will have to come back and probe this one a little better.

Turtle saved from a certain death from crossing the highway.