Thursday, July 4, 1946
CASS – Charley Adams, aged about 25 years, is at the Pocahontas Memorial Hospital in a serious condition from a pistol bullet through his middle. He got himself shot last Saturday when he attacked J. C. Wooddell, Town Sergeant at Cass, with a stove poker. Adams had been jailed for disorderly conduct. When the sergeant came to the lock up with another prisoner, Adams attacked the officer with a deadly weapon. Adams has people over about Glady. He had been employed on a log job near Durbin.
Since the above was put in type, the wounded man died early Tuesday morning, July 2.
In spite of unfavorable water conditions in the Greenbrier, a lot of fine bass have been taken since the opening of the season last Saturday morning. The best one fell to Charles Edward McElwee, a small mouth of five pounds over twenty inches long. Harry Lynn Sheets also got a big one.
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Game protector Henry Perkins caught himself a pair of nice bear cubs on Williams River last week. He came on the bear family as he was patrolling the woods. The mother bear ran away and he picked up the cubs. They will weigh 20 pounds or more apiece.
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S. J. and Hubert Pyles, of Seebert, each make report of one big white buck deer which ranges on the Pyles land and on Watoga State Park. Mrs. Hubert Pyles saw the deer at close range the other day. The buck and a doe had come up with the cows. The buck is white all over and carries fine antlers; wide branching, with four or five points to the beam.
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Dayton Herold, of Knapps Creek, reports the unusual thing of a young red fox which had no instinctive fear of either man or dog. On last Sunday, a three quarters grown red fox came out of the woods in broad daylight and made for the chicken flock. The house dog is a beagle trained for rabbits. He came up to one side of a wire fence and the fox came to the other and they smelled noses as friendly as you please. The fox was still intent on a chicken dinner, and was going to get it regardless of people shooing him away. A. W. Hinkle then got his gun and shot the impudent visitor. The animal appeared perfectly healthy with no collar mark or other sign that it had ever been petted. This is just another case of a community in which the people are so far behind with their varment hunting that the young foxes are growing up without instinctive fear of men and dogs.
At a quiet ceremony performed on Wednesday afternoon, June 6, 1946, at four o’clock, Miss Flora Bell Skaggs, of Marlinton, became the bride of John C. Armstrong, also of Marlinton. The single ring ceremony was read by the Rev. William E. Craig, at Fourth Street Methodist Church in Wheeling…
They move our youth away from God,
From Christian paths our father’s trod;
From honor, honesty and right,
To deeds that curse, corrupt and blight.
From beautiful, uplifting truth
To falsehood hurtful to our youth.
From morals fine and grand and clean
To passions low and base and mean.
They move our youth to sin and crime
From sacred things and things sublime.
They move to nudity in dress,
And the much virture youths possess;
They move from modesty in style,
And leave to evil all the while
From traits we delight to trust
To lewdness and destructive lust.
They move our youth to rob and steal,
To lie and cheat and falsely deal,
To think it matters little how
They stoop to wrong and yield and bow
To get a living out of life;
Or whom they court and choose for wife;
That if they want to separate
They’ll find some other for a mate.
The movies move – hear this, oh please!
They move the church from off her knees,
And rob her of her grace to win
Lost souls from wreck and ruin and sin.
They move the money from the poor
And send the beggar to your door.
They move and move and surely get
The cash that ought to pay some debt!
Thy move the youth to pleasure wild,
And start to ruin many a child;
They move from children, clothes and bread,
And send them hungry off to bed.
They move and away a mighty throng,
And always lead from right to wrong.
Who named the movies named them well
For fast they move our youth to hell. – J. D.
Marlinton, W. Va.
Mrs. – Isn’t a fireplace romantic? See the pretty figures the flames make. What do you suppose they’re saying?
Mr. – Sixteen dollars a ton!
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World’s Greatest Inventor
Mrs. – Say, didn’t Edison make the first talking machine?
Mr. – No, dear, God made the first one, but Edison made the first on that could be shut off!
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Mrs. – Hurry or we’ll miss the train.
Mr. – I wish I’d brought the piano.
Mrs. – Why?
Mr. – Because the tickets are on it.
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Briggs – It’s time you showed your wife who’s boss at home.
Jiggs – I don’t have to. She already knows
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Just like a Man
Mr. – Did he take his misfortune like a man?
Mrs. – I’ll say he did; he laid all the blame on his wife!
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Cora – Is there a word in the English language, I wonder, which contains all the vowels?
Dora – Unquestionably
Cora – What is it?
Dora – I just told you.