MISQUAH — The State Fair closed at nine o’clock Monday evening and Misquah reassembled itself over the following fifteen hours, which is faster than it disperses.

By this newspaper’s count, at least twenty-two households made the trip over twelve days, most of them down and back in a single day. The Ruuds pulled in at 11:40 Monday night with a stock trailer and one sleeping boy in the back seat. Bjornstad’s flatbed came home Friday. The quilt came home in the back of a granddaughter’s car Tuesday morning and is in the church basement now, where it hangs through October.

The fairgrounds here, four miles the other direction, have been empty since the 23rd except for mud, stakes, and one picnic table nobody has moved. The fair board meets there tonight.

Items reported lost across the twelve days, per the Daybreak’s informal register: one cooler (green, with a bad hinge, believed left in a parking lot), one folding chair, one sweatshirt, and a set of keys that turned up in a different coat. Items reported gained: a stuffed animal of uncertain provenance, three commemorative cups, and a plastic pig.

Ride-sheet coordination at the Daybreak, which Pat Reinholt has been running informally on a legal pad since the 26th, ended Monday. Reinholt reports the pad matched fourteen drivers with twenty-six riders, that not one of them was a stranger to any of the others, and that the pad is in the drawer if anybody needs it again in a year.