Thursday, March 11, 1920
BREAD AND WOMAN’S SUFFRAGE
Delegate George McClintic, of Kanawha County, of Scotch-Irish descent and a Presbyterian, sees a relationship between woman’s suffrage and the bill in the house regulating the size of baker’s loaves.
According to McClintic, the bakers aid woman’s suffrage and woman’s suffrage aids the bakers. In speaking of the bill, Mr. McClintic said that since the legislators had temporarily disposed of the suffrage question, they might talk about an affiliated subject – baking bread.
“Bread should be baked in the home, anyhow,” Mr. McClintic concluded. – Charleston Gazette
The first thought that came on reading the above was that there never has been a time when Tuesday was Baking Day.
The second was that in the Senate, a Baker’s Dozen voted for Woman’s Suffrage on the critical moment when the Senate threw discretion to the winds. We admire the fortitude of the gentleman in not indulging in cheap wit, but we ourselves would certainly have smeared the record with it.
Our third thought is a golden one, and we hope that every young single man will take it close to his heart.
Every man should have a bread baker in his home.
We further see in the honorable gentleman’s remarks a delicate compliment to this, his native county, the land of Salt Rising Bread. There is never an exile from Pocahontas County, weary, sick, desolate, and disconsolate, in foreign parts, but longs for a loaf of salt rising bread such as his mother used to make…
When we hear a train whistle, we keep away from the crossing. When the fire gong sounds, we get out of the street to avoid being run over and injured. If the wind blows a gale at sea, we put on life preservers. The whir of the airship, the toot of an automobile horn and the clanging street car all warn us of the possibility of danger, and we intuitively seek safety.
The instinct of self preservation is the most powerful of all the instincts of human life, which probably explains the above, but does not explain why we do not stop to consider when we see a weak, undernourished child on the street, or a humped-backed dyspeptic serving our ice cream or selling us our stationary. We think no more of the ataxic gait than we do of the consumptive cough that greets us on every street corner, still all of these things are warnings of what may be in store for us and our children if we do not heed the gong and look out for Safety First.
The present national campaign for the prevention of needless diseases is a safety first campaign, and should be watched carefully and thoroughly encouraged by all the people. The coming slogan for the next census should not be a maximum population of any kind of people, but a population of a maximum kind of people. – S. S. Health Service
We are sure having some winter here. Feed is plentiful and stock of all kind is wintering well.
F. Hamed is in town now, looking as well as ever. His broken leg is about all right again.
Clyde Tracy came in from camp with a very sore ankle, caused by a cant hook striking it.
J. C. Wilmoth was in town a few days last week. We understand he was looking for a farm.
James Wenger says he has bought a farm down near the Ohio River. We are sorry to see so many of our families moving away.
Willie Arbogast was at his old home, the B. M. Arbogast place, a few days last week.
Eugenia Tibbs, wife of Willis Tibbs, died Tuesday night, March 2, 1920, at her home in Marlinton, of pneumonia and influenza. Her age was 37 years. She was a daughter of Aunt Cora Gilmore, of Mountain Grove. She leaves her husband and their seven little children. Burial in Brownsburg on Wednesday.
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Mabel Carter died at the Marlinton Hospital Tuesday, March 9, 1920. She was a daughter of Andy Carter, of Seebert.
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Mrs. Martha Duncan Moore, wife of Lucas Moore, died at her home at West Fork, Arkansas, February 24, of pneumonia. Her age was about 70 years. The older people will remember Mrs. Moore who moved from this county about 20 years ago. Her sister, Mrs. Julia Auldridge, is the only surviving member of the family of William Duncan, of Stony Creek.
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The venerable William H. Gabbert died at the home of his daughter, Mrs. James Turner, on Monday night, March 8, 1920, aged about 78 years. He had been in poor health for a number of years. In his day he was an expert weaver. He is survived by a number of children.