Thursday, August 13, 1964
From the desk of Mrs. Jane Price Sharp
On the 25th of July, Austin Sharp was going to the smokehouse on his farm near Frost accompanied by his dog. The dog started barking at something and Mr. Sharp looked to see what seemed to be a pile of snakes. He went into the house for a gun, taking a little while to get the shotgun and a shell, but the snake or snakes were still there. He pulled the trigger but the shell had been too small for the gun. So he went around the corner for a hoe. It had been sharpened to razor sharpness. He let the snake strike at the hoe, then neatly cut off its head. It was a 55 inch yellow rattler, with 14 rattles and a button, the biggest snake he had ever seen. The head was tremendous. Coiled, the snake would cover the top of a flour barrel, causing him to think there were more than one. He said it weighed a full ten pounds.
Richard Gibson returned Tuesday from a visit with his son, Richard, Jr., and family in Chelmsford, Massachusetts. While there they took a fishing trip to Canada.
Mr. and Mrs. Vernon East, of Charleston, visited her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Howard McElwee, over the weekend.
Mr. and Mrs. Dick McElwee and family, of Hollywood, Florida, are visiting their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Paul Millison, of Romney, and Mr. and Mrs. Howard McElwee in Marlinton.
Darrell Workman and Albert Dean, of Street, Maryland, spent a week with their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert Workman, Mrs. Herbert Dean, and also with relatives and friends.
Vacationing this week at Virginia Beach are Mr. and Mrs. Merl Faulknier and daughter, Cindy, and Mrs. William Clendenen and son, Randy.
Visiting Mr. and Mrs. Walter Jett over the weekend were her father, Theodore Holden, of Morganville, and her brother-in-law and sister, Mr. and Mrs. Robert Hoover, and children, of Dayton, Ohio.
Horner – Wilfong
On Sunday afternoon, August 2, 1964, at three o’clock, the New Hope Methodist Church near Dunmore was the scene of the wedding uniting in marriage Miss Ruth Viola Wilfong and Neil Horner, both of Dunmore.
The double ring ceremony was read by the Rev. Clyde Wigner, of Harrisville, uncle of the groom, in the presence of relatives.
The bride is the daughter of Charles Wilfong, of Dunmore, and the late Orpha Lindsay Wilfong.
The groom is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Ray Horner, of Dunmore.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Donald Nottingham, of Dunmore, a son, named Randall Lee.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Jon H. Young, of Enfield, Connecticut, a daughter, Lori Lynne.
William H. Fitzpatrick, about 73, of Hillsboro, died of a heart attack while hunting. He was a son of Amos and Sarah Ann Auldridge Fitzpatrick. Burial in Mountain View Cemetery.
Miss Sheila Juanita Slavens, 24, of Durbin, died at her home after a short illness. Burial in the Bethel Methodist Church cemetery.
Willard Lee Dever, 60, died of a heart attack at the home of his sisters, Mrs. Jean Lockridge and Mrs. Bly Shisler, on Knapps Creek. He was a son of the late Dennis and Allie McLaughlin Dever. Burial in Mountain View Cemetery.
Miss Emma Frances Hill, 93; daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. George Hill. Burial in the Oak Grove Cemetery.
Mrs. Mary M. Wooddell Varner, 68; a member of the Liberty Presbyterian Church; taught the Adult Bible Class at Pine Grove Church. To see the Pine Grove Church made into a permanent Chapel was her greatest interest to the last. Burial in the Arbovale Cemetery.
Mrs. Ida Thompson Brown, of Arbovale; burial in the Arbovale Cemetery.
Mrs. Mary (Molly) Cohran Rhodes, 80, a native of Mill Point. Burial in the Church of the Brethren Cemetery in Middle River, Virginia.
Night Blooming Cereus
Seven years ago a friend gave Mrs. Sherman Moore a small cactus. It wasn’t particularly attractive and Mrs. Moore started putting it outside in her back yard in the summertime. This summer it was partly hidden by a grapevine and she hadn’t even looked at it. About last Friday she did happen to notice it and it had a big odd looking pink bud on it. By Sunday evening it looked like a slender football attached to a stem coming right out the end of a leaf. It looked like a swan upside down, more of an ugly duckling type. We took a look at this stage about 7:30. Another telephone call brought us back about 11 and on opening the door a pleasing perfume was noticeable and then we saw a most beautiful flower, a pure white bloom, fully 8 or 9 inches across, the pinkish tendrils gracefully framing it at the back, and a curious bowl arrangement of spikelets and a starlike stamen, (maybe that’s backwards) made the whole plant beautiful. It is a night blooming cereus, the name given to cacti because of their appearance as candles, and is supposed to bloom only at rare intervals at midnight.
Mrs. Moore said it was at its peak about 1:00. You don’t fool plants with daylight saving time.
By the next day it was closed and wilted looking.