Thursday, February 1, 1900
The Bank of Marlinton has purchased the lot adjoining its present banking house for $550. The two lots will form the site for its new brick banking house which it will erect this year.
A deed has been admitted to record conveying the hotel near the bridge form C. R. Durbin to H. A. Yeager. This property consists of a large frame house and an acre of ground. The prospect of early railroad development in 1882 was the cause of the erection of the building. It was the subject matter of a long chancery suit which finally confirmed the title in Mr. Durbin, who purchased it at public auction from a trustee. The consideration mentioned in the deed is $3,500.
Marlinton will have a brass band at an early date. There is an abundance of good material here. The young ladies will give a benefit to raise funds. A number of men have subscribed liberally besides.
The Editor’s Revenge
The editor of the Greenville Avalanche took life seriously. He even took poli- tics seriously, and when a country editor does that, he is in the habit of ascribing every ill to which he is heir to the policy of the opposing party, and he is able to discover many villainous intentions which are only to be thwarted by the exposure of the plans, such as an editor is able to make. When the villains see what pursues them, they abandon their evil scheme, trying to make out the editor to be a false prophet. “Common Liar” is the word they use when the newspaper cries “Stop thief, in your contemplated steal!”
For a century or so, the editors have stood sentinel guarding the people’s rights, and that is what makes American politics so pure today. They arm themselves with words like these: Corruption, bribery, rottenness, trickery, plutocracy, jobbery, favoritism…
They do not content themselves like the city papers which have no real faith in goodness, with clean penetrating, artistic thrusts. When they go after a man, they mangle him. They seek to reform him with an axe…
From the Lumber Camps of Williams River
Willam Gray is logging the Gauley River. He is putting in the timber on the disputed tract of land between the Gauley Company and the Pratt heirs, the former buying the timber. He has in about five million feet.
Isenhart is logging the Little Fork. The Middle Fork Driving Company is logging the Middle Fork, W. McClintic general superintendent. He has about 40 men and has put about seven million feet. Sliding has been fine for a week or so. The company has about four million slid in and three to slide. They slide day and night in good sliding weather.
Some of the boys have gone home to take the measles. Our favorite teamster, O. W. Kellison is one.
A Mr. Philips was badly but not seriously hurt at P. Henry’s camp. Dr. McNeel was in to see him and says he will be out in a few days. The Doctor is not afraid to tackle the road. He is a great favorite with the men.
DIED
At Edray Monday afternoon, January 29, 1900, Robert Ward, second son of Dr. J. W. and Mrs. Lura Price, aged three years and twelve days. His ailment was pneumonia complicated with meningitis and his suffering for three or four weeks was heart-rending.
Ward was a lovely and interesting child and had greatly endeared himself to his parents and grandparents, so no words can fitly express their sorrow over his suffering and decease…
“While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept; for I said, “Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me that the child may live. But now he is dead wherefore should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.”
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Near Sunset on Knapps Creek, January 14, 1900, Vida Helen Moore, only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. H. N. Moore, aged 7 months and 10 days. While delicate and fragile in body, Helen was precocious mentally and had greatly endeared herself to her parents by many winning ways…
“That once loved form, now cold and dead,
Each mournful thought employs.
We weep, our earthly comforts fled,
And withered all our joys.
From adverse blasts and lowering storms
Her favored soul He bore,
And with you, bright angelic forms,
She lives to die no more.