100-Years Ago

Thursday, July 30, 1914



George Kline, of this place, was at Covington last Sunday morning and was working back toward home as the uninvited guest of the C & O, on a freight train. Near Callaghan, he was jarred from the train and fell under the wheels in such a manner that a car passed over his left arm near the shoulder crushing it in a horrible manner.

At this time he was about eighty miles from home and he showed a remarkable amount of endurance in that he got up and came home for medical treatment unattended. It was about twelve hours before he reached here where his arm was amputated by Drs. J. W. and N. R. Price.

He is a laboring man, married, and lives on the west side of the river at this place.


Circuit Court

Circuit Court has been in session this week, Judge Dice motoring down from Minnehaha each day. The state of the docket indicates permanent peace in this county as there was not much litigation before the court.

Tony Sagatone and James Mantesso, two Italians, of Cass, were tried on the charge of being liquor dealers under the new law. The officers searched their store and found 104 pints of mean whiskey. This they claimed was for their personal use, but judging from the sediment in the bottles and the sentiment of the jurors, this could not have been the case, as they were convicted and received heavy jail sentences. The speak-easy man has fallen on evil times when the mere storing of an unusual quantity of liquor unexplained means a convic- tion. The jurors probably reasoned too that pint bottles are the vehicles of the boot-legger and that liquor is not bought in large quantities in pints for home consumption.

Ed Lyons, the champion jail breaker, was found guilty on an indictment for burglary. Sentence had not been imposed at the time of printing this paper.

Walter Adkins was charged with burglary. He had stolen some fishing tackle and other things from Winters Cochran. He was convicted and given two months in jail.

Tom Patterson was tried on a charge of selling three second-mate nips to three woodsmen for the princely sum of ten cents for the lot. The jury took judicial notice that the price paid did not fit the crime. He was restored to his friends and his relations.



Without stopping to think, few of us realize what a progressive community the town of Hillsboro is becoming. She has long been known to fame through the reflected glory of the Little Levels of Pocahontas county, the garden spot of the State, but by reason of the fine public spirit and hospitality of her people, and her churches and school, the town is fast coming to the front.

Take the school. A few yeas ago the taxpayers of the Levels District voted a burdensome tax to build a modern building that would take care of their school for years. They established a good school, which will probably rank with any high school in the state this year… There is not an empty house in town and dozens of families would move there to take advantage of the fine school if property could be rented.

Then the churches. The town can boast of two of the best church buildings in the Greenbrier Valley and the last one built, the Presbyterian, is probably the best church building between Elkins and Charleston.

Nearly all the main thoroughfares through the Levels are macadamized, and the work is being carried forward from year to year…

Last week the town of Hillsboro voted themselves in debt to build permanent streets and sidewalks, and with money already on hand for this purpose, great improvements can be expected this year.

The week before a strong bank was organized by the local people…



We are having some fine rains which have revived vegetation very much; gardens are growing fine, but a little late. Grass has brightened up some little but our farmers are wondering how they will get through next winter. Those of us who don’t have one fork of feed are pulling our hair and wishing we did not have a cow and would like to sell our cow which is a first class milker. Do you want to buy?

There is a worm that resembles the army worm of some years ago in this part and in a radius of five miles up and down this valley, and they eat everything before them, grass, lawns, meadows, oats, corn, and gardens… There are millions to the square yard. It is said their path can be seen where they cross the roads, going to another farm or lawn. The wonder is where did they all come from.



S. B. Moore came near serious injury by being thrown from a buggy rake last Saturday, on his farm at Edray. The horse, in fighting flies, got his foot over the tongue and broke it, causing Mr. Moore to be thrown at the horse’s heels. He was caught in the rake but the horses were stopped in time to prevent serious injury. He was cut and bruised about the head and one leg was hurt.

Mrs. Geo. P. Moore is not recovering as fast as her friends would like from a badly sprained wrist, the result of a fall from her smoke house doorway several weeks since.

Work on the macadamized road toward Marlinton has been suspended temporarily on account of hay harvest taking all the teams and most of the hands.



The army worm has appeared in the county at Frost and is doing considerable damage to the fine farms in that section. Wise Herold was in town this week and says that it has already done him more damage than the drought. It has ravaged a hayfield and a pasture. He kept them out of another hayfield by fire. It is the larva of a nocturnal moth and works at night. It can be heard as it works in countless numbers through the night. A single night may be time sufficient to destroy a whole field. Farmers often plow a furrow across their path and burn the pest with straw and kerosene. The army worm is also appearing in great numbers in the Dunmore, Greenbank, Arbovale and Bartow communities. One man had a cornfield eaten up and another farmer estimates his loss at three hundred bushels of grain. An old man who has seen whole communities in the west devastated by this pest, tells us that he has protected his fields by plowing furrows around them and when the army had fallen into the trench he drags a log along the trench and thus kills them by the millions.



Madame Caillaux last winter went to the office of the Fiagro to stop the paper. She shot and killed the editor because he had threatened to publish certain of her love letters received by her present husband who was then premier of France. It caused great excitement in the community and the lady was placed in jail and has remained there up to the time of her trial which commenced last week. Her husband, who is a prominent man in those parts, has been attending the trial and has shown a great interest in the proceeding and it looks as through he wanted to get his wife back. His divorced wife wife was also present at the trial, a friendly witness for the defense. Caillaux kneeled in court and asked her forgiveness for taking up with wife number two. France is stirred up over the Caillaux trial. The husband told the court that it was all his fault because he ought to have killed the editor himself and not left it for his wife to do. Mdme. Caillaux told the court that she did not mean to kill the man. She just wanted to crease him as the cowboys say. but the automatic pistol went off so easy and before she knew it, she had shot and killed the man…

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