Thursday, December 20, 1917\r\n\r\nCOLDEST EVER KNOWN HERE\r\n\r\nTwo horses standing close for warmth froze together and the owner is training them to keep step.\r\nIt was so cold that it froze the edge off of a double bitted axe.\r\nIt was so cold that a prominent man was detained on the street the other day for some time by having his shadow frozen to the ground. He had to wait until a policeman peeled it from the ground. The owner of the shadow who lives in a distant city rolled the shadow up and sent it home by parcel post. Mark Twain records a similar cold in the Arctic.\r\nIt was so cold that you could carry a quantity of water on your shoulder like a log.\r\nIt was so cold that a walking stick was frozen and changed into a monkey wrench.\r\nIt was so cold that a man fell down on the street and broke the third commandment.\r\nThe weather was as cold as an enthusiastic New England audience... \r\n\r\nFUEL\r\nI\u2019ve worked since a bit of a shaver,\r\nI\u2019ve lived in an inclement clime,\r\nAnd it seems to me sometimes that Fuel\r\nHas taken up most of my time;\r\nThe hired girl, she was the first one,\r\nShe eat up the wood as it were,\r\nThat I had prepared with a dull axe.\r\nAnd I learned about Fuel from her.\r\nThen there was my old aunt Samanthy,\r\nWhere rhuematiz dwelt and remained\r\nShe was cross as she could be on good days,\r\nAnd always got worse when it rained;\r\nShe roomed up two flights in the attic\r\nAs pleasing and smooth as a burr\r\nI carried her coal and her kindling,\r\nI learned about Fuel from her.\r\nI played a sub-part in a wedding,\r\nAnd moved to a modest abode,\r\nAnd laid in a stock of provisions,\r\nAnd purchased some wood by the load;\r\nThe missus was good at the cooking,\r\nBut every wed man will infer,\r\nI had to chop wood and make fires,\r\nI learned about Fuel from her.\r\nNow our beloved country, Columbia;\r\nIs fighting the dastardly Hun,\r\nAnd Fuel is power, and only\r\nBy power is war to be won;\r\nColumbia says, Make your small fires,\r\nSit closer, and save, my dear Sir!\r\nI sit by a flickering fireplace,\r\nI learn about Fuel from her.\r\nI hope the good Lord will reward me,\r\nFar more than I ever deserve,\r\nWith a place in a celestial chorus,\r\nThere to carry a tune with due verve;\r\nThen I know that a part of the burden\r\nOf sin and distress, I unload,\r\nWill be Fuel, for that is an item,\r\nConsigned to another abode.\r\n\r\n- - -\r\n\r\nThe Indian said that the great difference between him and a white was that the Indian would build a small fire and sit close to it. And that is the lesson in economics that should be studied today.\r\n\r\nThe Indian\u2019s idea of keeping warm is the one that is being urged by every political economist in America this day. It is to build smaller fires and sit closer to them...\r\n\r\nPa and Ma have a conference. Coal is needed to win the war. It has been taking about ten tons to get them through the winter. They have the average cottage home of America where there is more comfort than in any other worldly existence. They decide that they will keep the big stove going in the sitting room and have no fire in the parlor and none in the bedrooms. The dining room fire is abandoned, and the folks eat in the kitchen, and realize for the first time that the buckwheat cake is ruined when it is transported from one room to another. They make an effort to use more wood in the kitchen, and they get through the winter of unusual severity, and save five tons of coal, or one half the coal bill. Surely virtue has its own reward...\r\n\r\nHILLS\r\n\r\nWe are having some of the coldest winter weather, the thermometer registering 18 degrees below zero.\r\n\r\nForrest Weiford returned to his home at Warwick Thursday, after spending several days the guest of his sister, Mrs. W. H. Dilley.\r\n\r\nGuy Bambrick came up from Marlinton to spend Thanksgiving with home folks and has been confined to his bed with a severe attack of grippe.\r\n\r\nMiss Leoma Pennybacker, who is teaching the Moore school on Knapps creek, was visiting her sister, Miss Phyllis, who is teaching the Mt. Zion school.\r\n\r\nThe Thanksgiving entertainment that was given at Mt. Zion Church by the young people of the community proved a grand success. The program consisted of recitations, dialogues, and vocal and instrumental music... After the entertainment a number of beautiful boxes were sold which contained supper that the young ladies had prepared and the sum of $32.50 was realized which went to the benefit of the Red Cross.\r\n\r\nDURBIN\r\n\r\nCoal, wood and sugar is as scarce as hen teeth in Durbin.\r\n\r\nWarren Richards is preparing to start a restaurant in his property at this place.\r\n\r\nJ. A. Sharp, in charge of the Lloyd Burner farm, was here Saturday on business.\r\n\r\nJ. W. Goodsell motored to Elkins and back in seven hours last week. He was on hurried business.\r\n\r\nC. M. Keller of Brush Mountain, was in town with a load of produce last week.