Thursday, May 10, 1924
May 11 is Mother’s Day. It’s the nation’s tribute to mothers. For the nation that honors its mothers will not go far wrong and can be trusted in world affairs. Flowers express the noblest sentiments of the soul. It is with hearts full of gladness we wear bright colored flowers for the dear mother who is still spared to us. And with deep reverence we wear the white flower for the one who has gone on before, and we feel grateful for the mother’s love that has been ours in the past. To those fortunate enough to still have a mother, show her all the love and gratitude you feel in your heart, and tell her at every opportunity how much you love and appreciate her. None but a mother can realize what joy this brings into her heart…
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On the 27th of May, the sovereign voters will debouch from the mouth of every hollow in West Virginia and settle the contest within the party. That is almost six months before the real election comes on, and that is considered too little time to heal the wounds occasioned by the primary fights.
With all its imperfections, I still think that the primary is the best method of making nominations. Men do not like to vote for nominees like dumb driven cattle, and at the same time, most of them inherit their party membership. They cannot even spare time to journey to the county seat, much less to a State convention. And with the women voting, the convention plan becomes more and more impossible…
SLATY FORK
Plowing is the order of the day. The bad weather has delayed the farmers. L. D. Sharp said if cold weather was going to last all summer, he would go back to Florida, but says he does not mean to complain about the weather, but it hurts him to see and hear of so many lambs being chilled to death in the cold rain.
There are so many fishermen on Elk river, it is said that they say, “stand down and give me room.”
Mrs. Malinda Hannah and son, Veo, visited her daughter, Mrs. C. C. Beal, at Linwood, recently.
Our school, taught by Dock Hannah, closed last Monday.
Mrs. Charley Rhea is running the boarding house.
We have three radio phones on Elk.
DIED
George M. Kee died at his home near Marlinton Friday morning, May 2, 1924. For some months he had been very ill and his death was not unexpected. He was in his 84th year.
The funeral service was conducted from the Presbyterian church on Saturday afternoon with burial in the Buckley graveyard.
The pallbearers were R. E. Overholt, Zane Moore, W. L. Davis, S. L. Brown, R. B. Slaven, and Calvin W. Price. Honorary pall bearers: L. M. McClintic and T. S. McNeel.
Mr. Kee was the son of the late William Kee, who died at the beginning of the Civil War, and Mrs. Ruth McCollam Kee… The deceased was twice married and was the father of nine children, six of whom survive him, Lock, Eliza, Mary, Clarence, Bessie and Earle.
He was a soldier in the Confederate army and for four years he fought bravely and faithfully… He was the last of 14 Confederate soldiers who volunteered from the Marlins Bottom community…
Forty-three years ago this spring, the Marlinton Presbyterian church was organized. Mr. Kee was a charter member and he and Andrew M. McLaughlin were elected Ruling Elders. From that time on to the day of his death, he took an active part in the management of the church and saw it grow from a handful of faithful people to a powerful organization. He was a faithful supporter of every pastor of this church and his influence for the good has meant much in this community. …
WHERE IS THE PRINCE
Suddenly Otto, the little Crown Prince was gone. No one knew how, no one knew where. The entire city was mad with anxiety. The old King, in the great Palace, slowly rose from his sick bed to direct the search. The police delved into every nook and corner of the great city ferreting out famous criminals and forcing them to disgorge the secret of the Crown Prince’s whereabouts. But no one knew, no one had seen him. Even Black Humbert was amazed. Where had the little Prince gone? When the Prince’s whereabouts are disclosed on the screen, you will see Jackie Coogan in “Long Live the King” – a Metro picture at the Amusu Theatre Thursday.
