Brooklyn Development

            Bill Parker came into this country several years ago and staked out a large amount of hard luck.  Two years ago he discovered some fine clay opposite Deer park and pre-empted the land around it.  The railroad people picked upon his ground for their headquarters during the construction of the road from Robson to Penticton and parker called his townsite Brooklyn.  The crowd flocked in and changed Parker’s name from Bill to Mr.  A month ago the shore line was dotted by a few tents and Parker’s original cabin.  Now there are 10 hotels ready for business with five more building, and nearly all lines of business are represented.  About half a dozen dwelling houses have red curtains.  Schools of black jack and horse poker have been established and sleep is scarce in the town.  Brooklyn is swift but a mushroom.  Peterson, of Trail opened the first hotel, and in a short time raked in $3,000.  Everybody wants to drink, and they lined up to the bar as thick as editors in Paradise.  The town needs a post office.  Mail is now brought in gunny sack from Robson, dumped into boxes in front of Parker’s cabin, where every man sorts the mail and picks out what belongs to him.  parker has a sign displayed upon which is painted “No Chinese Need Land.”  Major Blackmer, who has been addicted to the newspaper habit for several years, has charge of the townsite.  Brooklyn is a hot town and only a few of the inhabitants drink water.  There are plenty of business people there now and a few more will spoil the effect of the million dollars that is to be expended in the vicinity during the next year.