Thursday,November 23, 1916
About fifty persons were present at the annual banquet of the Allegheny Club House at Minnehaha Springs Tuesday night, and a most enjoyable evening was spent. Music was given by Anderson’s Band of Marlinton, and was highly complimented. The steady practice and numerous engagements during the recent political campaign is showing its effect… After supper the hours passed around the big wood fires, and afew sets of Virginia reel and the like. The Club will be closed after December 1, and a most successful season, to be opened about the first of May…
Governor Hatfield is showing the same signs of excitement since the election that a man is afflicted with when the house gets on fire. It is a well known fact that in endeavoring to save things from the fire, that a man will take the greatest risks and the most time to save the most worthless articles. He will throw a fine looking glass out of the window and carry downstairs and deposit at the foot of a tree in the most careful manner a pair of worn out boots. The governor is willing to let all the title papers burn up to save a few old bureaus that ought to have been scrapped at the beginning of his term, as was expected by the people. About all we know about an old time monarch named Nero is that he fiddled around while the city was burning instead of acting like he had some sense.
The election must have been a very considerable shock and a painful surprise to the Governor. Thirty thousand majority was the favorite estimate before the election, and instead of that safe margin, a Democratic governor and lower house was elected. Then came the call for the special session to save the scalps of the old family retainers.
It is the judgment of the most discerning that in calling the special session of the legislature the Governor has furnished the best possible argument for Governor-elect Cornwell to be given a legislature by the election two years from now by which means the expenses of the state may be curtailed, and a lot of the dead wood cut away…
The Germans say that power is the best sort of eloquence. We will see how eloquent a governor is whose power is about to be taken away from him. In 1912, West Virginia took Hatfield for better or worse, and now finds that he was worse than they took him for.
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The GOP is in Charleston this week making a last will and testament.
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The Charleston Gazette has come in for a good deal of flory lately for the important part that it played in the campaign just closed and it has been receiving congratulations and felicitations from high and low. We can remember a time when it was not the well known paper that it is now. It was in the days when the Ruffner hotel had a cozy bar facing on Kanawha street where they have a sanitary barbershop now to trim a man in a different way. That old bar was about as comfortable a station as we ever saw established on the road to perdition and many a time have we country cousins ridden on the monorail in that hospitable put-in bay.
We had a friend who was being entertained there one evening, where he was building up his ray in a very industrious manner. He was a very judicious and discreet user of the bug juice, and had a head that could not be turned, as we all thought, and in the morning he awoke from a sound sleep in bed. He was a man interested in public matters, and he also desired to glance at the police court proceedings. He called a bell boy and asked him to get him a Charleston Gazette. The boy came back with a Courier-Journal, and said that he could not get a Gazette. He sent the boy back to make another search and after a time he returned and said that the people in the newsstand said that they never had heard of such a paper. This caused the guest to consider and try to remember.
Then he asked the boy: “What town is this?”
The boy answered, “Boss, this is Frankfort, Kaintucky.”
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A vendetta originating in Italy many years ago had its sequel in the Randolph county circuit court when Felice Amorato was sentenced to life imprisonment for the murder of Alphonso Ameto, whom he is alleged to have followed to America and trailed for a number of years before finding him and shooting him dead in an Italian boarding house in Elkins May 4th, last.
Woodrow Wilson is elected. Joe Buzzard is ahead and Split Rock is yet to hear from.
Windy McElwee has broken ground for a dwelling house. Wm. Geiger is contractor.
Harry Thompson had some fine cement walk built at his residence.
A good many turkeys are being picked up at 20 cents on foot.
The farmers are getting their corn out in good shape.
George Edgar was gathering up calves and lambs in this section one day last week.
Wesley Simmons has moved to Marlinton.
John McCoy is preparing to build a new house.
Our school is progressing fine with Miss Ada Mc-Keever, teacher.
Hurrah for Woodrow and prosperity for four more years.
Report of Linwood school for second month ending November 17. Number of pupils enrolled: 18. Those present every day: Alta Vandevander, Mary Smith, Thelma Galford, Johnnie Varner and Clyde Galford. Those missing one day only, Louie and Winnie Vandevander, Elizabeth and Mary Dunlap, Elbert Galford and Walter Smith. – P. B. Beale, Teacher
George W. D. Hibbert died at his home on Lower Camden Avenue on Monday night, November 20, 1916, after a few weeks illness of typhoid fever, aged 31 years. On Wednesday, his body was buried in the Oak Grove Cemetery in Hillsboro…
Mr. Hibbert is survived by his wife and their four little boys, two of whom are in the Marlinton Hospital desperately ill. Before her marriage, Mrs. Hibbert was Miss Icie Miller, of Hillsboro.
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Miss Icie Sheets died very unexpectedly at her home on Beaver Dam, Thursday morning, November 16, 1916, after a few days illness, aged 29 years. On Saturday her body as buried on the home place beside the grave of her father, the late John Will Sheets, who died two years ago… Miss Sheets was well known in Marlinton, having practiced her profession here as a trained nurse for several years. She is survived by her mother, Mrs. Magnolia Sheets, and eleven brothers and sisters…