September 12, 1912
LAST OF THE FAMILY
Harry Culp, a former resident of this city, was killed at Hotchkiss, west of Princeton, on the Virginian Railway, last Sunday morning, September 1, 1912. He was conductor of the train, and with a brakeman, was asleep in a caboose, which was standing on a bridge on the main line while the engine was switching some cars. In the dense fog and engine plowed into the caboose, hurling it from the track. The brakeman was instantly killed but Culp lived about half an hour. He was about 35 years old, and had been with the Virginian railway about four years. He leaves a wife and three small children. He was a freight conductor in the railway service, and the O. R. T. had charge of his burial at Princeton.
The death of Harry Culp removes the last member of the Culp family, every one died a sudden or violent death. Some twenty odd years ago, E. K. Culp and family were residents of Ronceverte. They came originally from Gettysburg, Pa., where there is a large connection of that name. He was a butcher and worked in the abattoir of the Dressed Meat Co., in the west end. He was a man of violent passions and dangerous when angered. One evening during a family quarrel he shot and instantly killed his oldest son, Ed, after Ed had wounded him in the side. Some years later, while descending a shaft in a Fayette county coal mine, the bucket tipped over and he fell several hundred feet and was smashed to a jelly. Seven years ago Alfred, a son, fireman on the Greenbrier division, was killed in a railroad wreck near Hosterman in Pocahontas county, in April, 1905. The mother, Mrs. Mary Culp, dropped dead at Durbin, while Ida, the only daughter, died suddenly and mysteriously a few years ago. The death of Harry last Sunday closes the list. –West Virginia News.
While catching fish bait in Spice Run Monday afternoon, George Gilmore saw a panther. Having enough bait anyway, George immediately returned to his horse but maintained an orderly retreat though the panther followed him to the mouth of the run at a respectful distance. It was as large as a big dog though longer in the body. Spice Run goes into Knapps Creek from Buckley mountain a little more than a mile from the courthouse.
Mrs. H. A. Walton, of Buckeye, received a check Monday for $3000 in settlement of the insurance claim on the life of her husband, Hassel A. Walton, deceased with the Modern Woodmen of America. It will be remembered that the Association contested payment, but the case being won in the Circuit Court by Mrs. Walton, was not contested farther.
Bertha Kinnison, aged twelve, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Kinnison, of Lobelia, died Monday evening, of diphtheria.
A representative from the school for the Deaf and Blind at Romney, passed Marlinton yesterday with twenty or more inmates of that institution. He took with him Cary Davis, a little blind boy, from this place.
In some states of America the mayor of a town generally combines within his own person the functions of postmaster, coroner, inspector of nuisances, registrar of births, deaths and marriages, and so on.
One day a young couple approached the much-harassed official and intimated their desire to get married.
“Guess that’ll cost a dollar,” said the mayor, and there and then the deed was done.
Late that night, as they were about to embark on the sleeper for New York, a little bullet-headed urchin rushed up to them in a great state of excitement.
“Say, you two,” he yelled. “I guess you’d better hold on a bit. Pa’s made a mistake; you’ve got a dog license!”
Miss Bessie, Myrtle, Mabel and Edith Baxter, Grace Barlow, Beatrice Sharp, Harry Baxter and Samuel Barlow spent Sunday at E. F. McLaughlin’s where ice cream and watermelon wa served abundantly, and all enjoyed the day fine.
The Sunday School Convention at West Union on last Saturday was a successful event. A large crowd was in attendance. Plenty of dinner on the ground. Some very able speeches were made, and the West Union Sunday School Convention will be long and pleasantly remembered.
Dennis Carpenter died at Dunmore Saturday morning, of fever, hiccups and heart failure, aged 23 years. He was buried on Sunday afternoon in the Dunmore graveyard. A large crowd of sympathizing friends attended the funeral, which was conducted by Rev. W. F. Lowance. He was a member of the Moose Lodge at Marlinton and six members of the lodge acted as pall bearers – three of his brothers and three McLaughlin boys. He is survived by his mother, four brothers and four sisters.
We have a good deal of sickness in our neighborhood.
We believe that Stephen H. Wanless has the finest mineral spring in the world. It is always full of gas and clear as crystal.
Gladwell is helping the roads and is now grading near town. There is about two miles of road between Dunmore and Frost rougher than the Devil’s backbone.
Ben Campbell’s horses ran off and had they not stopped, would have been running yet.
Misses Nell Yeager and Fannie Golden left this morning for Staunton, VA., where they will attend the Mary Baldwin Seminary this session.
Amos Doyle, of Clover Creek, is here to have a very sore foot treated. He cut his foot with an axe last spring. The wound apparently healed, but became very sore again a few days ago.
Geo. W. Jordan, of Corpus Cristi, Texas, was in town yesterday renewing some old acquaintances. In 1874 he left Pocahontas county for the southwest, where he went into the cattle business and prospered. A few weeks ago a friend of his went back to his old home in Tennessee and wrote to him how good the sense of his youth looked and what all he had to eat. Mr. Jordan had not heard from Pocahontas in fifteen years, but the letter set him to thinking about home. He says he has not had a square meal in ten years, and so he made a break for West Virginia. At Ronceverte he was greatly surprised to find that a railway had been built up the Greenbrier.
Howard Kramer, who has the contract for the new Stony Creek road, stuck an axe in his knee while cutting right of way last week. An artery was severed, but he is now getting along fine.