Thursday, October 27, 1898
THE FORKS OF CRANBERRY
The county of Nicholas has secured an injunction against the county line commission to prevent their fixing the line as agreed upon by the commission. Last summer, the writer was camping in that wilderness that lies where the counties of Pocahontas, Webster, Greenbrier and Nicholas join, and a very wet, tired and hungry party of men came struggling up the river, scaring all the trout under the rocks and making themselves tired to no avail. They were looking for the three forks of Cranberry and were very unsuccessful in finding them. They had just run a 22-mile line from the 16-mile tree on a bearing that called for the three forks of Cranberry.
With the faith that our mountain surveyors have, they worked until they came to the river and then they cast about for their landmark and did not find even two forks. They were near the mouth of Dogway, a tributary, but which does not divide the water sufficiently to be termed a fork, in local parlance. They then measured to the Forks of Cranberry, about seven miles where the river divides into the North Fork and Glady Fork, each having about the same volume of water. This did not satisfy them, tho the stream there has the appearance of dividing into three branches owing to an island in the mouth of Glady.
The survey lay by a big logheap that night and went by to the point where the survey had struck the river and decided that place would do as well for a line as any, and so agreed.
This cut Nicholas out of 15 families of people and about 30,000 acres of land, and an injunction was taken out…
PAST FINDING OUT
The Calhoun Chronicle prints the following:
Three men from Calhoun county passed through this place one day last week on the hunt of a hound, which they claim was stolen by a man by the name of Poole, who resides near Ellenboro. It strikes me as being a small business for three men to spend two or three days hoofing it 70 or more miles to hunt a stolen hound; and it is smaller business when a man stoops so low as to steal a hound – Review.
Lives there a man with soul so dead who does not appreciate the feelings of a man who has had a valuable hound stolen. Maybe he wouldn’t have taken fifty dollars for that dog. If he is that kind of a man he would follow for even more than 70 miles and when he caught up with the man he would scotch him, and that man would steal no more dogs. The man who penned the above lines will never know what some hunters think of a favorite hound. It is a sealed book to them. Let them go and read Sir Walter Scott’s “Talisman” and find out what a dog can be to a man.
Shooting at Mt. Grove
Last Wednesday night a difficulty occurred at the house of a man named Auldridge, near Mountain Grove, between Dave Auldridge and John Darnell, his brother-in-law. Several others were present and the fight became general, the women participating. Several shots were fired. Young Auldridge shot Darnell in the left hand, inflicting a very painful wound. Frank Detimore, of Highland county, took a part in the fight and had his face considerably damaged.
It is not known what caused the row, as all parties concerned are trying to suppress the facts. Darnell even claiming that he shot himself. –Bath News
William, George and John Price, sons of the late S. D. Price, of Jacksons River, were at Marlinton Saturday and placed a memorial stone over the grave of their lamented father.
While threshing was in progress at Register Moore’s last Wednesday, one of his stacks took fire and for a while the crop and thresh box seemed in danger. By prompt work the fire was extinguished and no loss sustained.
Robert Miller attempted to ford Swago with his team loaded with flour, while the flood was on last Friday. The wagon lodged against the foot log, where it remained for some days. The flour was but slightly damaged and by cutting the harness, the horses were saved.