December 12, 1912
Excerpts from an address by Andrew Price to the West Virginia Fish and Game Protective Association:
I do not know whether I will make fish, or flesh, or even good red herring out of this subject. I have had to talk fish over twenty years and the subject being somewhat fishy to start with, I may not have as good a memory of my past assertions…
The place that the fish holds in the realm of sport has been written dry. It has been proved beyond all peradventure of doubt that it is better to have fished and lost, than never to have fished at all. It must be taken for granted that with the exception of lost time, temper and religion, that fishing is a noble sport, and should be indulged in during six of the seven stages of man. After a man has come in with wet raiment and a hungry gut, it is his bounded duty to see that friend and enemy alike enjoy the same kind of misery that he enjoyed…
I say, Woe unto you, ye Fishermen! Boasters! Wine-bibbers, prevaricators, procrastinators and malefactors. You are a red-necked generation! Turn from your ways and be otherwise.
Did you ever see half-dozen able bodied men headed for the woods or some other secluded spot for a week’s fishing? They are so healthy looking and are bent on having innocent relaxation in some vast wilderness – some boundless continuity of shade. Search their packs and what do you find? Whiskey and cards! Out of their own packs do you condemn them. Pre-sently they will be taking drinks of whiskey and playing some cards, ever and anon a big red-neck will arise and say: “Oh, piffle, if I was playing for Limburger Cheese, I couldn’t get a smell. Ho, ho, bring me the bottle.”
Randolph Wees was killed at Cass last Thursday morning, by being thrown under a freight train. He was driving a dray wagon, and his horse becoming frightened at a close approaching train, he attempted to hold the horse and was thrown under the train and instantly killed. The deceased was about 45 years of age, lived at Clover Lick, and is survived by his wife and five children. He was buried at the Poage graveyard.
Butchering hogs seems to be the order of the day.
Our public school is progressing nicely under the management of E. C. Smith.
T. M. Hill, our merchant, seems to be improving under the care of Dr. Cole.
Mr. and Mrs. John Campbell expect to go to housekeeping in their new house at the Riverside addition in Marlinton, soon.
Owen Kellison was down from Laurel Creek Tuesday and helped George Auldridge to butcher his hogs.
Andrew Barlow, of Beverly, is out on a visit, and if Andy sees a chance to make a dollar while visiting he makes use of the chance.
J. C. Duffey has opened up a barber shop in the old mill.
Tilman Carpenter will open up a barber shop in the new mill when it is completed.
The iron bridge was unloaded at Sitlington, Tuesday, for Back Creek in Highland county, near the Ruckman farm.
If a man would build a mill and spend all his own money, whose money would it be but his own?
Auctioneer Swecker was in Marlinton Monday, selling land and personal property. He has a half dozen farms he will sell.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Phillip’s little child died Friday of pneumonia at Boyer, aged 20 months. The family has the sympathy of the neighborhood.
The Literary at Bruffey school house last Friday night was good with B. M. Arbogast, chairman. Question for debate: Resolved, that He only is the man who has distinguished himself in battle; two for the affirmative and one for the negative.
P. W. Arbogast has a very interesting music class at Pine Grove; among the bass singers are Billy Riley and Fred Conrad.
Our merchant shipped quite a large lot of turkeys for which he paid a very good price.
Bud Arbogast butchered two fine hogs last Saturday.
Don Vandevander and Brown Varner attended the reading circle at Durbin Saturday.
It has been fine skidding weather and the Campbell Lumber Co. has been doing fine work at both of their camps.
Harry Aikey dropped a piece of lumber on his finger one day last week and mashed it so badly that it had to be amputated.
Mrs. Wm. Graham was visiting in Marlinton last week.
A Mr. Blankenship and his wife in trying to walk from Camp 9 across the mountain to Warn’s Camps last Friday, became bewildered and after walking all day were back at their starting point.
We are having fine winter weather.
The health of the people in this community is very good at present.
The wood chopping at Mrs. Beverage’s was largely attended.
We have a fine school with Miss Maud Loudermilk as teacher.
The Mutual telephone wires will be kept up by Buzz Whiz Rogers.
C. C. Allen killed the largest raccoon of the season – weighed 20 pounds. Who can beat it?
A. B. Beverage is champion turnip raiser of this neighborhood, having pulled 200 bushels – some weighing 5 ½ pounds each.