January 14, 1915

About 2,750 horses, conveyed in 110 cars, have passed through Hinton in the last 36 hours. Some of them now are being fed on the upper yards. These animals are from Texas and Oklahoma and are being taken to Newport News to be shipped to the French government for war purposes – Independent Herald
The suggestion from a McDowell county editor that a good way to raise more revenue would be to lay a special tax on lands owned by corporations is about as fair and as constitutional as to enact a law that all red-headed men should pay a double tax.

The regular course of human conduct is to make a rule of law and then beat the rule. When the postal department inaugurated the C. O. D. system of delivering packages, the regulation was that the postoffice would deliver the package and collect the amount due on the same, but that the addressee did not have the right to inspect the contents before paying the amount due thereon, as that would take up too much time and make too much confusion. Then some shrewd businessmen had an idea and upon receiving a C. O. D. order from a debtor against whom they had a hopeless account, they would make up a dummy package and mail it to the delinquent customer. He would take it up and instead of finding the goods that he had ordered there would be a receipt for the amount of the money order. This was somewhat applauded by editors who admired the trick by which the debtor was made to pay. But recently a shipper was indicted and a clear-headed Federal judge imposed a fine of $25 and costs for this misuse of the mail.

Times are very quiet since the holiday rush and all the young people have returned to school.
On Wednesday, December 30th, the following young people, chaperoned by Mrs. J. B. Lockridge, had a delightful party at the Minnehaha Hotel: Misses Georgia Lockridge, Margie, Lula, Reta and Lizzie Herold, Hazel Cleek, Genevieve Moore, Blanche, Mary and Elsie Pritchard, and Enid Harper, Messrs. Ward Harper, Henry, Edgar, Moser, M. F., Roy and Glenn Herold, Raymond, Newton and Julian Lockridge. Neal and Walter Pritchard, and Sterl McElwee. The following night the same crowd was entertained at a watch meeting given by Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Cleek.

We are having a very hard winter; feed is very scarce in this part.
Cecil Dilley and Strickler Hoover have gone to work at Denmar.
Mrs. Chas. McLaughlin has been very sick the past two weeks with diptheria, this being the third time she has had this dread disease.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Ed McLaughlin, December 5, a son.

The health of the people in this community is very good.
John R. Warwick’s health is much improved the last few days. It is hoped it may be permanent. His neighbors turned out a few days ago and got him a nice lot of wood, for which his wife and daughters are very grateful and extend many thanks.
Our Dunmore correspondent is a good roads man, but it is mud or water. Why don’t he holler “widen the road around the mountain to Cass, where, if you get a little too near the edge you are gone for time and eternity.” I know whereof I speak and have seen the results of these narrow roads and it is useless to holler after the fall.
Stock is wintering nicely, notwithstanding the severe weather.
Feed is scarce and ice very plentiful.

Died, November 24, 1914, Virginia Hope, little daughter of Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Hiner, aged five years, two months, one day. This beautiful flower plucked so early in life, was a great sufferer, but her patience and resignation were beautiful to see. So young in years, yet she seemed to comprehend things eternal, and in leaving this life she gave her sweet message which was “Saved! Be Saved!” With these words upon her lips the spirit was wafted back to Him who said, “Suffer the little children to come unto me.” She is not dead, but sleepth. Our loss is transient – her gain, everlasting.
It was hard to part with darling
But the Lord he gently smiled,
So he sent from heaven an angel
And took home his darling child.
Oh, our darling, how we loved her,
But the Lord, He loved her more,
So the bright and holy angels
Bore her to the heavenly shore. – A Friend

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