Thursday, August 30, 1928
Near this place, about two hundred yards up Knapps Creek, the largest tributary of Greenbrier River, the railroad crosses, and the pier in the middle of the stream has caused a considerable pool to form there. It is the place where a young girl was drowned last year while bathing. Before this pool became so famous, I caught a lot of bass out of it. And about the time that the town had begun to grow, it was norated about the neighborhood that an extra big bass had taken up its abode there, and several lines were lost by reason of it. I had it in my mind as one of the possibilities, but I do not think that I ever saw it there, but I had a tussle with it one evening after dark.
I was fishing in the river late one evening and had caught my quota, when I had a bite and drew in a chub about eight inches long. This is quite possible in bass fishing. Wanting to try something new, I did not put my hands on the chub, but put it in my bait bucket in fresh water and walked to the pool at the railroad bridge and cast it in there and it was taken immediately. If I had had a steer by the hind leg, it would have been easier to hold. I could not do a thing. Every surge the bass made against the line was worse than the one before and in fighting to keep the fish away from the pier, the line gave way and I was left lamenting…
The biggest, best and most successful Fair ever held here describes the Pocahontas County Fair of last week. The exhibits in every department showed advancement over former years. The weather could not have been better, and on Wednesday, Greenbank District Day, there were more people on the Fair Grounds than at any one time before.
In writing up this Fair, mention should be made of so many outstanding features. It is hard to know where to begin and harder to quit. Suffice it to say that Pocahontas County Fair has blazed new trails as a county Fair, and it has set the standard not only for the State of West Virginia, but for the whole country what a county fair should and can be…
WHITE PINE UNION
The gathering of the White Pine woodsmen on last Saturday morning at the Fair Ground was one of the interesting events of the Pocahontas County Fair. Some sixty odd men who used to work in the white pine woods of Pocahontas County met and organized “The White Pine Union,” and plans were made for a real reunion at the 1929 Pocahontas County Fair…
One day last spring, Captain A. E. Smith had a number of the men, who had worked for him, to an old time camp dinner. Then the idea was put forward that it would be a good thing for those who worked in the white pine woods to meet at the Pocahontas County Fair. Craig Friel, of Flushing, Ohio, became interested in the idea. He spent a lot of time, and he made a model of “Little Jim,” the first locomotive ever brought to Pocahontas County. This locomotive was first used in the white pine operations in Greenbank District by Captain Smith. The model made by Mr. Friel was on exhibition at the Fair, and it attracted much attention.
Northern Capitalists were convinced by soldiers who had been here with the Yankee army, that white pine grew in the Greenbrier Valley. This growth of white pine is peculiar in that in no other place is it found so far south.
Nearly fifty years ago, Captain Smith brought a crew of expert woodsmen from the north, and then began the development on a big scale the timber resources of this region. In about twenty years a half a billion feet of white pine timber was cut and floated down the Greenbrier to the big mill at Ronceverte.
Gibson – Waugh
Mr. Lloyd Waugh and Miss Flossie Gibson were united in marriage at the Methodist Parsonage at Bridgeport, Ohio, on Tuesday, August 7, 1928… They are both residents of Marlinton and are well known and liked by a host of friends who wish them the best of luck and happiness.
The bride is a graduate of the Edray District High School and at the time of her marriage was employed as stenographer in a Real Estate office in Wheeling. The groom has been employed for some time by the Union Tanning Company of Marlinton…
Herman Rodgers, of Lobelia, died in the Memorial Hospital on last Thursday morning, August 23, 1928, from injuries received when his automobile went over the road at the second curve at the top of Droop Mountain early Wednesday morning. What caused the accident no one will ever know, as the unfortunate young man was driving by himself at the time. It is thought something got wrong with the steering gear. The car lodged against a tree, two hundred yards down the mountain side. A few minutes after the accident, Arthur Sheets and Wheeler Pritt came along and found Rodgers lying unconscious in the rocks below the road. His body was terribly crushed and bruised.
Herman Rodgers was 22 years of age. He was the son of Mr. and Mrs. L. H. Rodgers, who live at the Peck place, near Lobelia.
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Mrs. Queen Victoria Nixon died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Floyd Oscar, near Millpoint, August 14, 1928. Her age was about 65 years. Her body was buried beside the grave of her husband in the Mt. View Cemetery. Mrs. Nixon was a native of North Carolina, a member of the Cherokee Indian race. For the past fifteen years, she has lived in Pocahontas county. She is survived by a number of children.