Thursday, March 12, 1914

We have had about five weeks of first class winter weather. We do not know what the mean will be when it is figured up, but we do know that it will be about the meanest mean that we have had in the way of weather for a long time.

Sheriff Cochran got four new prisoners this week. Gordon Hevener and his wife for selling whiskey at Dogtown on Dogway. Also T. C. Neal and Josh Douglas for selling whiskey. All were indicted at last court.

Sheriff Cochran arrested Clifford Snyder at Clover Lick this morning. He is under indictment for assaulting John D. Gibson. The sheriff also picked up “Sam” the Italian for “too muchy shoot” having been “too muchy drunk,” Sunday night.

Lee McLaughlin and Dr. J. D. Arbuckle returned last week from Kentucky with 11 horses and five jennets. Among them were two stallions of great note – one a standard-bred stallion by Baron Dillon out of a Jay Bird mare. Dr. A. was so fortunate as to get Bonnie Aegon, a reg. standard-bred, one of the most noted breeding stallions in Kentucky.

The sugar season is a little late this year. Just a little was made in January and since that time the trees have been frozen. The 10th of March was the first day that even looked like a sugar day.


Ronceverte is exercised over the pollution of the river by the town of Marlinton. That town cannot afford to start a thing like towns below it which might at any time make complaint against Ronceverte and for a much better reason. There is no just cause of complaint against Marlinton. If the authorities of that town will take the pains to investigate they will find that the Greenbrier practically purifies itself within a mile, and with something like seventy miles of rock and gravel bottom between here and Ronceverte there is no danger to Ronceverte from Marlinton. The Greenbrier is in itself the most perfect filter imaginable.


We are having the worst weather of the winter. The mercury registers as low down as Bill Varner’s spring house.

Some of the sick are convalescent.

Stockmen are anxiously waiting the coming of grass.

Railroad building and lumbering goes on regardless of inclement weather.

As to politics, we have our own private opinion, but have to play deaf, dumb and blind or else some one will give a pill that would kill a mule.


Mrs. Sallie Sharp died at her home February 27 in her 108th year. The funeral service was conducted by Rev. Henderson, and her body laid to rest on the home place.

Mrs. J. W. Riley has had a severe attack of gripp.

Sandy Patterson has been confined to his room for a while. Will Riley is tending his mill for him, and is doing a rushing business.

George Hannah was home to see his invalid mother who has been much worse for sometime.

Born to Mr. and Mrs. Arch Pugh, a daughter.

Born to Mr. and Mrs. Austin Lightner, a son.


Mrs. B. B. Campbell was in town Friday, and from the load of poultry she took home with her looks like she was going into the poultry business.

W. J. Pritchard has got in a nice lot of fresh maple sugar.

Alvie Reed’s house caught fire Sunday but the flames were soon extinguished, as it was soon discovered it was only the chimney on fire.

Wise Herold’s house caught fire Tuesday morning from a defective flue. It caused much excitement, but the fire was soon under control and extinguished.


Eight inches of snow since 12 o’clock last night, up to 12 Wednesday. You can’t fool old Jim and the groundhog.

Master Charles McLaughlin has gone this week to get married. Good luck to him.

Died, in Dunmore, Monday, March 9, Mrs. Edna Noel, wife of W. A. Noel, after an illness of three weeks of dropsy.

The dogs played the d—-l with Sam Williams’ sheep.

Tilden Carpenter got a fine barber chair last week.

We had a letter a few days ago from our old friend R. E. Doyle in Missouri. He says he wintered fine till the wind blew his whiskers off.


We are having good whistle pig weather. Sure he is a good prophet, when he sees his shadow; you had better buy an extra haystack.

The Deer Creek Lumber Co, has extended their railroad past Greenbank and across the valley above town into the Cranberry swamp, and will be extending through to S. B. Hannah’s timber soon.


We are having an old time March – snow, sun and storm.

Little Ruth Jackson is about well of jaundice. Dr. N. R. Price is the attending physician.

Aunt Mary Morrison is dangerously ill, and has entirely lost her mind. She is a sister of G. W. McKeever.

Mrs. Susan Rodgers was on the creek Sunday visiting the sick.


March came in like a lion and is blowing a furious gale in this section.

H. P. McLaughlin has been seriously ill. We hope for his speedy recovery.

B. F. White, the fur man, was on the mountain looking for fur last week. He also purchased a mule from I. B. Shrader.


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