Thursday, March 4, 1920
Attention is called to the article by Capt. Cobb, of Randolph County, about our pet Indians, the Mingos. There is much valuable historical matter in the article and it is well worth your attention.
But we must enter a vigorous protest against two of the historian’s conclusions – first that the Mingos did not live at Mingo Flats, and second, that Mingo ought to be spelled with a little m, as it means outlaw or some such name.
We know exactly how the Captain’s mind was poisoned on this subject. He is echoing conclusions reached by historians who lived in other states and who have cast doubts on the identity of the tribe. It all goes to show that the only way to preserve the history of your own people is to do it yourself and not depend on some person a thousand miles away to do you justice. Such men do not know and they do not care.
To doubt that the Mingo Indians once had their tribal center at Mingo Flats is equivalent to what would be the case if some historian would arise a hundred years hence and deny that there were ever any catfish in the Greenbrier River, and then cap the climax by adding that he had his doubts if there ever was such a fish anyway…
A COUNTY INFIRMARY
At the County Court on Tuesday, Dr. H. C. Solter, as County Health Officer, asked the Court to consider the disposal of the county poor farm and establish a County Infirmary to care for the dependent poor.
The Doctor’s recommendation is as follows:
“In venturing upon these remarks, I wish to state that they are not made from a standpoint of criticism. But lest you as a County Court and I as the executive officer of your board of health be called to the bar of public opinion to answer the question, ‘Are we doing all we can for the dependents of our County?’
“I propose to answer this, and to do so by saying, ‘No! Because lack of facilities to give them sanitary quarters, hygienic surroundings and care does not exist. I say care, because 97 percent of them become dependent because of physical infirmities. Now we know this only too well.
“I have a solution for this to offer for your consideration. Namely, to be brief, that the County Farm be sold and the revenue together with the memorial fund, which you have the right to appropriate, be invested in a Memorial Hospital and Infirmary. (I need not remark that no greater substantial memorial could be erected for our gallant soldiers and sailors.) We see now funds for the erection of buildings; how about a maintenance? The receipts from private patients together with a State appropriation which can be had, solves this…”
The suggestion appealed to the Court…
This paper regards the establishment of a County Infirmary as a happy solution of the care of our dependent poor. It is presumed that our poor farm is no better nor worse than the average poor farms over the country. But from the nature of things, it is indeed a poor place to send the aged, the infirm and the sick, and these make up in the main of the people who are cared for at the farm.
The establishment of an infirmary is the humane and business way to provide for the poor, for they will be cared for in a proper way, whether sick or well, and at little or no greater expense than it now costs.
HUNTERSVILLE
The flu is raging to its highest speed in this community, the families who are victims of this epidemic are: A. B. McCombs, S. P. Sheets, Henry McCombs, George Aldermans, Joe Guths, Rev. Mays and Elihu Moores.
Cecil Sheets was called home by the illness of his father.
After a week’s sickness of influenza, French Moore has resumed his school work again.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Emory Adkinson, a son.
Clarence Jordan, Newman May and Kyle Ginger are working for the Duncan Construction Co.
Sherman Curry is kept busy waiting on sick people.
The Sunday School here is discontinued for a few weeks on account of influenza.
OAK GROVE
The ground hog saw his shadow at the Teter sale on ground hog day and it has been winter ever since, about all the farmer can get done is feed his stock, cut wood, build fires and sit by them.
The Oak Grove School has been closed for the past week on account of the influenza scare, fortunately there have been no cases in this immediate neighborhood, a number of families over in the hills have influenza, but are getting along nicely.
WOMEN AND MAN
W. H. Yeager, of Cheyenne, Wyoming, sends us the following clipping from a Wyoming paper:
It was in 1881 that foreign women gained the right to vote. It was the Isle of Man that enfranchised its women in that year.
Since then, New Zealand, Australia, Finland, Norway, Iceland, Denmark, Russia, Canada, Austria, Czechoslovakia, England, Germany, Hungary, Ireland, Poland, Scotland, Wales, Holland, Sweden and Italy have granted women suffrage.
Only a few backward states in the United States are needed to bring the United States up to the point in civilization that the Isle of Man reached in the year 1881. The United States is only thirty-nine years behind the Isle of Man and fifty years behind Wyoming.
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See Coalition raise its horrid head.
The Politician wishes he were dead;
He sees his hard earned party strength must cease,
It is enough to make him rob his own valise.
He knows his hunch has told him in the past,
That Woman Suffrage would get him at last,
But true to form he ends his public life,
And for his utter ruin he blames his wife.
He has no rum to take or set before a friend,
He knows that he has reached the Bitter End.
He chews the rag and tells how bad he feels,
And asks the world if this ain’t hell on wheels.
Glooming and groping through the gathering murk,
Cursing the day he had to go to work,
He kicks a dog which tries to lick his hand –
Too bad! Too Bad!
It sure does beat the band.
