Finals Week Hours

Happy last day of classes!  Here are our hours, starting with hours today:

Friday 12/16 7:45 a.m. – 6:00 p.m.
Saturday 12/17 1:00 p.m. – 9:00 p.m.
Sunday 12/18 1:00 p.m. – 1:00 a.m.
Monday 12/19 – Wednesday 12/21 7:45 a.m. – 1:00 a.m.
Thursday 12/22 7:45 a.m. – 9:00 p.m.
Friday 12/23 7:45 a.m. – 4:30 p.m.
Saturday 12/24 – Monday 12/26 CLOSED

Good luck on finals!

 

Thanksgiving Break Hours

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!

The library is open during the following times during Thanksgiving Break:

Wednesday, 11/23, 7:45 a.m. to 4:30 p.m.

Thursday, 11/24, closed

Friday, 11/25, closed

Saturday, 11/26, closed

Sunday, 11/27, 3:30 p.m. to midnight

We hope you have a relaxing, happy vacation!

Friday Finds: New Books, Music, and Video in Our Collection

Happy Friday!  Here is a sampling of the latest items in our collection:

Streaming Video (Films on Demand):

New Films on Demand documentaries are added to Search at UW regularly. You can also browse through this link.  New titles from HBO were recently added, you can look through that collection here.

Streaming Classical Music (Naxos Music Library):

Naxos Music Library is the latest addition to our library’s collection. Over 120,000 discs of classical music are now available for listening. This resource is limited to ten simultaneous users.

New Books:

Check out our New Items shelf near the library’s front desk. New titles are always being added. Here is a sample of just a few:

The Food and Cooking of Brazil

Prince of Fire: The Story of Diwali

Quiet Power: The Secret Strength of Introverts 

 

 

Library Open House and Spooky Stories Event on October 19th!

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The Library is holding an Open House on October 19th from 2-6 PM. The festivities include:

  • FREE Giveaways
  • FREE Falcon Foods Ice Cream
  • Raffle Drawings
  • Adult Coloring
  • Pokemon Search
  • Yard Games
  • Photo Booth
  • Archives Car Show

Attend for a chance to win $40 in gift cards to local businesses:

  • Bo’s N Mine
  • Caribou Coffee
  • Fox Den Book
  • Falls Theatre

 

After the Open House, stick around for Spooky Stories with “Haunted” series author, Michael Norman from 6:30-7:30. FREE hot beverages will be provided.

 

Looking for something fun to do Sunday September 11?

WHAT:    Glass Valley Cemetery Walk
WHEN:    Sunday, September 11th at 1:00 PM
WHERE: Glass Valley Cemetery
.                 .Highway E at Highway 29
.                 .River Falls

Local history will come to life in the 150+ year old Glass Valley Cemetery.

Local residents will portray early settlers in the Bates and Tubbs families to tell their stories.

Both families arrived in this area in the mid-1850s.

Learn:

  • who had an important connection to George Washington
  • about  the disastrous fire in River Falls of 1876
  • the story of the colorful T. E. Tubbs and his Tubbs Patent Medicine Company
  • … and much more

There is no charge.

It is a project of the Town of River Falls Cemetery Committee.

Directions:

Glass Valley Cemetery is on Highway E, at the intersection of E and  Highway 29/35 between  River Falls and Prescott.  It is about 2 miles from the River Falls city limits.

Please Welcome Amanda Moeller

On July 1, Amanda Moeller joined the staff of the Chalmer Davee Library as the new AmandaElectronic Resources Librarian. She received her MA from the School of Library and Information Studies at the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Her areas of interest include licensing, improving the user experiences of first-generation college students, and promoting electronic resources for K-12 educators.

Amanda Moeller
Electronic Resources Librarian
Chalmer Davee Library
University of Wisconsin-River Falls
410 S 3rd Street
River Falls WI 54022
Email: amanda.moeller@uwrf.edu
Voice: 715.425.3963

 

June 29, 1893—Follow-up on the Circus Catastrophe

One week after the disastrous lightning and fire at the circus in River Falls, the River Falls Journal ran a follow-up article detailing how the injured survivors were doing.

Incidents and Results of Wednesday’s Catastrophe.

We are pleased to be justified in saying that all the injured in the late catastrophe are doing well and will ultimately recover.  Some of them however were severely injured and it will require time and nursing to bring them back to their normal condition.  Mrs. James Glenndenning was perhaps the most seriously injured of any one.  She was not strong and her physicians feared the worst for a time.  They consider her now in a fair way to recovery.  The surviving boy who was injured by the same bolt that killed his father and brother and came so near making him doubly and orphan has quite recovered.

Alfred Mapes another of the seriously injured is recovering the use of himself, his burns which were severe now being the principal cause of suffering.  The same may be said of Rosess and Delhorbe.  Their burns are very severe, so much so as to make any movement of the limbs painful.  Their general health is good and this with the vigorous health of young manhood will bring them safely out of their injuries.

James Jackman of Pleasant Valley was paralyzed by the lightning on the 21st and was hors de combat¹ for several days, but now feels no especial inconvenience except that his muscles do not seem to perform their ordinary functions with the accustomed alacrity.

Hans Larson also complains that the shock he received at the same time has left him in a very “shaky” condition, but he thinks this “shaky” state of affairs in his own system may be the result of sympathy with the financial outlook.

Mr. Moulton received a shock that stunned and prostrated him but received no injury.  Mrs. Moulton was standing beside him resting her hand on his shoulder, this hand was severely burned.

Curtis Aldrich’s experience was remarkable and his own escape borders on the miraculous.  He was severely[,] and it was thought for several hours after the accident fatally[,] injured.  He remained unconscious far into the night and was paralyzed to such an extent that the physicians could detect no pulsations in the left side of his body for six hours or more, but yesterday Mr. Aldrich was on the street walking about with bandaged feet assisted only by a crutch.  This is his third tussle with lightening.  Once he was thrown nearly across a room when a bolt struck the chimney of the house in which he was stopping.  When he received the shock on the 21st which killed his little boy he was holding the latter by the hand.  What a mournful experience!  Clasping the little hand of his trusting child whose happy face was turned to his father’s listening intently to catch the meaning of words never fully pronounced and the lightning descended from heaven and that hand was limp and lifeless, the voice was hushed and the happy heard of childhood stood still, but the smile remained upon the placid face of innocence.  What an awful awakening came to that fond father when the full consciousness returned to him!  Health may be restored to him, all that the world could give which he may desire may be his, but there will be a void unfilled all along his earthly pilgrimage, his child will come not back.  He will look with an unspeakable longing for Claud, but he will never again see him running down the road with joyous shout to meet him on his return from the city.  He will not hear his glad voice at play among his fellows. Coming from the field he will miss him in his accustomed place, his chair at the table will be vacant, he will be alone in the fields and on the highway and in the bosom of the night.  In agony will his soul cry out in the darkness for his lost boy but he will hear no answering hair.  There will be silence and gloom.

Claud was eight years old—not an infant whose young mind could not comprehend or appreciate, nor a youth who had drawn himself away from his father—self-reliant and independent but he was in that trusting age of his life when he can understand but leans wholly on his father, relies upon him, confides in him, believes him the best and wisest man, and that father’s heart enshrines him completely, his love encircles him, his arm is around him, he has grown into his father’s life, these two are one.  Never before the age of six or seven are they so and never after the child is ten. And suddenly this young life is torn away from the father’s heart; a part of that heart lies in the grave of the dead child.  He will cherish the memory of his child, it will be sweet and green and fragrant.  He lives with him in the past, he hears his dear voice—a voice that thrilled him as the sweetest music could not, he sees the smiling face still, every incident of that innocent and happy life comes to his thoughts to-day.  And these thoughts will repeat themselves every day of that father’s mortal life, but “it is well with the child.”

The case of little Floyd Smith, is similar in some of its aspects to that of the above.  Mr. Smith, the father, is nearly blind and depended in a large measure upon the help and guidance of the son, who was fourteen. Sympathy for these bereaved families is universal and sincere.

The lightning played strange freaks with watches.  In one instance the links of the chain were melted and welded into a solid mass, the stem of the case melted completely off, the case perforated and the crystal broken into fragments, yet the watch had not stopped running.   In another instance two holes were made through the cover of the case;  in another the chain broken into several pieces and the case melted nearly through.

The center pole of the tent that received the shock was splintered into innumerable fragments as if by an explosion, only small fragments being discoverable, a proof of the immense and sudden force of the bolt.

1.  Hors de combat is a French expression, literally meaning “out of the fight,” and generally meaning a soldier who is incapable of waging war, who is out of action due to injury, sickness, or damage.