Thursday, October 24, 1918
If it were not for the statutes in the case made and provided, there would be no elections this year. As it is, we take our biennial political mud bath, but it promises to be sort of a lick and a promise affair. If there has been any sign of lack of confidence in the government, we have failed to see such sign. If men on the street, in the store, in the office, in the shop or in the home, have debated any political issue this year, it has escaped our observation.
Those editors who tried to function politically have got along about as well as the pastor who starts in to read a barrel of old sermons to his congregation…
The hearts of the gallant editors were not in their work. They were on the fields of France, where our young men are winning the praise and esteem of the world for their country. After the war, every other progressive man will want to come and live in America…
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Paul Eagan, special agent of the Department of Justice, Washington, was here Saturday to investigate the charge against S. D. McClure of using scurrilous and defamatory words about the Government and the securities offered by the Government during the recent Liberty Loan Drive. McClure came here to meet him, and appeared to be extremely sorry. The next term of the Federal Court is the second Tuesday of November, and the matter is in the hands of the District Attorney’s office.
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The disagreeable incident of the Liberty Loan Drive was when a banker approached a well to do farmer and asked for a subscription to the bonds. The farmer accustomed no doubt to his broad acres where he can jump up and down and curse and tell the world to keep off, showed that his heart was not right, when as reply, he damned the bonds and damned the government. Thus in the twinkling of an eye, he broke the law against crying down the securities of the government, and against scurrilous talk about the government.
Curse not the government, for a bird of the air will carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter. The long arm of the United States reached out and got him. In less than twenty-four hours, a quiet, capable gentleman from Washington was here to interview a very penitent farmer, who was assured that his case would be given very careful consideration by the Federal Courts, and to hold himself in readiness to attend upon it at sudden and short notice. The frame of mind of the accused was like that of the repentant man who said: “And I wish I’d died fore I said what I said, or done what I done that day.”
He had what you call remorse.
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Mrs. Mabel Warwick has received word that her son, Captain George Warwick, has reached France in safety, having landed sometime last week. Captain Warwick, who was with the 84th Division, which had been at Chillicothe, Ohio, was sent ahead of the division as an envoy to make arrangements for the quarters of the men and to complete other details, incident to their coming… Captain Warwick has received rapid promotions in the army since his graduation from the Officers Training Camp at Ft. Benjamin Harrison, and this special assignment as an envoy was an exceptional distinction in recognition of his fine record.
Robert Sullivan Kelley died at Camp Lee, Virginia, October 3, 1918, of bronchial pneumonia and Spanish influenza, aged 21 years, four months and 18 days. He was the son of Benjamin F. Kelley of near Durbin. His body was brought back to his home for burial. He leaves to mourn his departure, his father, five brothers and four sisters and a host of relatives and friends. His mother and one sister preceded him to the grave a few years ago.
Mrs. J. K. Kramer died at her home at Thornwood October 17, 1918 of cancer of the stomach. Burial at Crabbottom church. She is survived by her husband and a number of children, several of her sons being in France.
Jack Coughlin died in Marlinton Monday night, October 21, 1918, after a short illness of influenza, aged about 60 years. He was a native of Maine, and came to Pocahontas county over thirty years ago. He followed the woods and was widely and favorably known. Burial at Mt. View Cemetery.
Mrs. Mae Varner Tyree died at Marlinton Tuesday, October 22, 1918, after a short illness of influenza aged about 20 years. She is survived by her husband and their little boy, a week old baby. Burial in the Cloonan graveyard. For a number of years, Mrs. Tyree had made her home with her aunt, Mrs. Withrow McClintic.