100 Years Ago

Thursday, June 10, 1920

The Eighteenth Amendment to the constitution has never been accepted cheerfully by all the people. If it is not by the majority of the people, it ought to be eliminated.

It is a question that will not run down. In the national conventions, it raises its hydrant head. The legalized sale of liquor is down and out and all the devils in hell cannot prevail against the prayers of the righteous.

The boy has a chance of growing up without learning the insidious ritual that used to surround the drinking of intoxicating liquor. And the country moves forward to a more perfect day.

They howl about personal liberty, but Gustavus Adolphus said that the devil is very close at hand to those who, like monarchs, are accountable to none but God for their actions.

There is no weakness in the vast majority of free men who joined to put the saloon out of business…

But the Lord hath mingled a perverse spirit in the midst of us, and we will have to do the best we can to impress the devotees of John Barleycorn, that their old idol is down and out.

As when a guilty man cries aloud for justice, and gets it, even so will the booze histers have not a leg to stand upon.

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It is a particular business this thing of selecting a president, for from the time that he is nominated until the day of the election, the pitiless light of publicity beats upon him and he gets to be known in every home in the land. If there is a hole in his coat, he needs to tend it, a chiel’s around him taking notes, and he has faith he’ll print it.

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Congress adjourned without passing the resolution of sympathy for the Irish people which was just as well perhaps as there is a divided opinion as to whether England or Ireland is entitled to the sympathy.

An American writer has visited Ireland lately and he says that what he noticed was that the Irish on the trains maintained a complete silence, something that was unknown in the old days, when he found the travelers cordial and talkative. He was informed that this was because of the fear of being arrested or mobbed by one side or the other for opinions expressed. And that writer said that he found that about three-fourths of the people were not interested in politics, but were trying to make a living and lead normal lives in spite of the revolutionists…

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Congress refused to let the United States watch over and protect Armenia and help her on her feet. The President submitted it to Congress, but that body was opposed to all adopted children. They said to the President that it would be all right for him to send a war ship and a bunch of marines to help keep order. When Secretary of State Colby heard of it, he said that it reminded him of a Mark Twain story. When he was asked to contribute to the building of an orphan asylum, he replied that he had no money to give them, but that he would try to send them a couple of orphans.


Warden Waugh, of Covington, Virginia, who has been performing with his mule at Marlinton and Campbelltown, came to Fair View Farm and left his mule in care of I. B. Shrader until the next big show arrives at Marlinton, then this mule will be put on exhibition to perform some marvelous stunts.

Several cases of measles are reported on Droop Mountain.

Wardell Harper and Jim Turner have bought Ford Cars.


Mr. Robert Gay Walkup, one of the best known and most respected young men of the Laurel Hill community died on Sunday, May 23, 1920. He was born November 14, 1894, and was reared and lived at Laurel Hill until he went into the army during the great world war.

He was a Christian young man, having made a profession soon after going into the service. Gay entered the service July 26, 1918, and served in the 17th Vet. Hospital Unit, and was in France seven months. While in the army, he contracted tuberculosis and died of that dread disease… In the death of Gay Walkup, Laurel Hill loses one of her finest, brightest and best young men. The funeral was from the old home place, the burial at the Laurel Hill cemetery. His grave was covered with many beautiful flowers.

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