Thursday, May 13, 1898
The great Manilla naval engagement took place Sunday, May 1, and it was not until Sunday, May 8, that news which had come from the American fleet was printed in the morning papers in the United States. The news of the whole week had been gathered and concocted from the dispatches sent to Madrid by the Spaniards before the cable was cut. The cutting of this cable has caused the news loving American public to grind its teeth and curse the Spaniards for spoiling sport. It now turns out that Dewey cut the cable so that the Spaniards could not claim the victory.
For Spain to have claimed a victory, with sixteen noble ships sunk in the bay, would have been too ghastly. Counting the cost of steam ironclads in comparison to sailing vessels, the amount of property lost must have approximated the loss of the Armada.
The official report was received at Washington last Saturday. Not one American was killed. Estimated loss of Spain was 2,000 men killed. This battle was as one-sided as the loss of the Maine
A few of the farmers are shearing sheep.
The Sunday School at Hamlin Chapel is starting up with a large enrollment. We hope much good will be done by it.
The weather is fine, and news is scarce on account of everybody staying at home and working. The wet weather put everybody back with their corn planting.
William Cochran has bought a fine horse from B. M. Rayburn, of Marlinton.
Rain, snow and mud.
The war talk is the order of the day.
Amos Courtney was in this part Sunday to see his sweet Rose.
George McCollam and George Kellison have finished their potato patch.
Glendorous Duncan was a stepping four feet in a circle Sunday with his girl.
W. McClintic has stopped work at camp at present, but expects to go to work the 1st of June again.
Mr. McKeever says he thinks Willis is about to give up getting married, for he don’t stay more than three days out of the week when he goes to see his girl now.
TOP OF ALLEGHENY
George Varner tore his store shirt the other day it’s a boy.
J. D. Wilmoth has employed Ed Woods to build his house.
A few days ago, a calf belonging to W. L. Wilmoth disappeared and was found in a cave where they keep potatoes.
Messrs. Howard and Ashby Slaven, Cam Arbogast and others, of Monterey, and Glen Maury, of Hightown, passed here Wednesday enroute for Greenbrier river on a fishing expedition.
Will Wooddell has a bike.
Seventy bushels of corn at the Dunmore mill for sale, from Bath.
J. B. White, we understand, will go to Hillsboro to take charge of the McElwee & Taylor store.
There was frost enough this morning to track a Spaniard two hours after the sun was up.
Several wagons were water-bound at Travelers Repose from Friday till Monday. Bridges are needed. Unless the roads are worked in Pocahontas, the bicycling business will play out.
Sol Davis, the Jewish merchant, returned from Spain by the way of New York and Baltimore and landed a carload of goods in Green Bank Saturday. He can supply the people with anything from a goose’s fat up to the hull of a boat with the tariff off.
THE LOGICAL RETORT
Dr. Furness, of Philadelphia, tells a characteristic story about Wendell Phillips:
“Several clergymen,” he says, “boarded a streetcar in Boston one day, and one of them learning it was intimated that Wendell Phillips was in the car, got up and asked the conductor to point him out. The conductor did so, and the minister, going up to the orator, said, ‘You are Mr. Phillips, I am told.’
“Yes, sir,” he answered.
“I should like to speak to you about something, and I trust, sir, you will not be offended.”
“There is no fear of it,” was the sturdy answer, and then the minister began to ask Mr. Phillips earnestly why he persisted in stirring up such an unfriendly agitation in one part of the county about an evil that existed in another part.
“Why,” said the clergyman, “do you not go South and kick up this fuss and leave the North in peace?”
Mr. Phillips was not in the lest ruffled, but answered smilingly: “You, sir, I presume, are a minister of the Gospel?”
“I am, sir,” said the clergyman.
“And, your calling is to save souls from hell?”
“Well, then, why don’t you go there?”