Thursday, May 3, 1900
The first case in court that we know of tried before a jury of ladies was tried at Arbovale Saturday. It was la-dies of the jury, instead of gentlemen of the jury.
Robert Gibson, of Elk, wife and son were in Marlinton Saturday with a wagon load of much needed produce, butter, potatoes, eggs, etc.
Bath county can boast of many freaks. Not least among them is a young lady who has just proven her ability to devour a pie of the usual size in 12 bites. – Millboro Correspondent.
When a woman argues politics, it reminds you of an old bachelor trying to tell a cute baby story. – New York Press
Life in Kentucky
Algernon Dangerfield, of Lexington, Ky., now in Washington, submits the following, summing up of life in Kentucky without comment:
“Man born in the mountains of Kentucky is of feud days and full of virus. He fisheth, fiddleth, cusseth, fighteth all the days of his life.
“He shunneth water as a mad dog and drinketh much mean whiskey.
‘When he desireth to raise h—-, he planteth a neighbor, and, lo! he reapeth twenty-fold. He riseth even from the cradle to seek the scalp of his grandsire’s enemy and bringeth home in his carcass the ammunition of his neighbor’s wife’s cousin’s uncle’s father-in-law.
“Yea, verily, his life is uncertain, and he knows not the hour he may be jerked hence.
“He goeth forth on a journey half shot, and cometh back on a shutter, shot.
“He riseth in the night to let the cat out, and it takes nine doctors three days to pick the buckshot out of him.
“He goeth forth in joy and gladness and cometh back in scraps and fragments.
“A cyclone bloweth him into the bosom of this neighbor’s wife, and his neighbor’s wife’s husband blow- eth him into Abraham’s bo-som before he hath time to explain.
“He emptieth a demijohn into himself and a shot gun into his enemy, and his enemy’s son lieth in wait for him on election day, and, lo! the coroner ploweth up a forty-acre field to bury that man.
“Woe, woe, is Kentucky, for her eyes are red with bad whiskey and her soil is stained with the blood of innocent moonshiners.”
No Twin Microbes
“A clergyman walking on the outskirts of his parish one day found one of his parishioners whitewashing his cottage. Pleased at this novel manifestation of the virtue that is next to godliness, he complimented the man on his desire for neatness. With a mysterious air, the worker descended the ladder and approaching the fence said: “That’s not exactly the reason why I’m doin his ere job, your Worship. The last two couples as lived here had twins, so I says to my missus, ‘I’ll take and whitewash the place so’s there mayn’t be no infection,’ you see, sir, as how we’ve got ten of ‘em already.’”
Rev. William T. Price Resigns
Rev. William T. Price, who has been pastor of the Marlin’s Bottom and Huntersville Presbyterian churches for 15 years has resigned his charge…
For more than 40 years he has been in active service, but early in the winter his health was such that he was unable to preach during the cold weather. His health seems to be fully restored now but owing to the infirmities of age he thought it best to resign the charge. He will continue to preach as occasion demands but will not have a regular charge. We hope to have more than ever the benefit of his assistance in the editing of this paper.
DIED
Died at the Pocahontas House April 22, 1900, William A. Bussard, of Frost, aged 30 years. His ailment was brain trouble, superinduced, it is believed, by the severe injuries he received several months since when his traction engine was wrecked in crossing the Alleghany at Rider’s Notch.
He was a native of Highland county, son of A. W. Bussard, near Bolar Springs. He was a person of remarkable energy and did with all his might whatever he undertook. For some years he merchandised at Frost, had charge of the post office, reared a beautiful house, doing most of the work with his own hands.
He was a good singer, useful in Sunday school work and a lively adherent of the southern Methodist church… His wife was Susan, daughter of Wilson Rider, who survives with three little children.
His remains were taken to the Moore graveyard on Knapps Creek…
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Rev. Geo. P. Hannah, a zealous minister of the M. E. Church, died of a virulent attack of pneumonia April 26 at his home in Virginia, aged about 40 years. He was a native of this county, a son of the late David Hannah, on Elk. He had attended to his usual duties on Sunday and was seized Sunday night with the illness that terminated in his death.
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Mrs. Brown Moore died at her home on Knapps Creek Thursday, April 25, 1900, after a brief illness, aged about 34 years. She was Miss Ada Belle Watts, of Greenbrier. Mrs. R. W. Hill, of Hillsboro, is her sister. An infant daughter survives that will be cared for by Miss Leus Watts. Mrs. Moore was an excellent person, and her death is a calamity to her family and society is bereaved of one of the most useful of friends and neighbors. She was an intelligent, devout, communicant of the pale of the M. E. Church South.
