Thursday, September 10, 2026

Prominent Citizen Charged with Arson to Collect Insurance Money, Sept. 10, 1926

Held Under $10,000 Bond. . . Prominent Edenton Citizen to be Tried for Burning Property

Charged with the crime of having set fire to his own property in order to cash in on insurance premiums aggregating $6,000 to $8,000, P. L. Rea, prominent citizen of Edenton, is to be tried at the October term of Washington County Court, which convenes in the 25th, Judge Grady presiding.

The property in question, which was burned down several weeks ago, and for which Mr. Rae was tried in Recorder’s court, when he was allowed bail in the sum of $10,000, was a pleasure resort located in Albemarle Sound, near Mackeys, Washington County. It is reported that it represented an investment of $14,000.

While little evidence is reported as having been brought to light on the case, there are rumors to the effect that he paid a man $100 to set fire to the property, but the fire went out before much damage was done, and Mr. Rea himself then reset the fire himself.

Editor’s Note: Last name was spelled Rea and Rae in the newspaper article.

From the front page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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Captain Miller, Up on Liquor Charges, Spills Beans on Prominent Customers, Sept. 10, 1926

Edenton Toddy Case in Court. . . Capt. Miller’s Appeal Due to Come Up at Superior Court Convening Monday

It looks as if Edenton won’t have an opportunity to forget its celebrated “Toddy Case” of several weeks ago. Certain phases of the incident are to be aired in Superior Court convening at Edenton Monday, when Capt. J. M. Miller’s appeal from the road sentence is due for a hearing.

From all appearances, Edenton, like most other towns, has its usual quota of fun loving citizens, who believe the home should never be without the proper amount of toddy. Capt. J. M. Miller, according to rumor, was commissioned by a number of these to make a trip to the famous East Lake region where liquor could be secured for $2.50 to $3 a gallon, a better figure than paying the bootleggers $8 a gallon.

Capt. Miller, it was alleged and rumored, came back to Edenton with his liquor, stored it in a warehouse, and went up town to collect from his customers. While he was up town, somebody stole the liquor. One customer had paid Capt. Miller by check, and when the liquor came up missing, he held up payment on the check.

Capt. Miller got mad, and didn’t hesitate to tell things about town. Rumors got out that some of the Aldermen and members of the police force were among the customers.

The police heard about it. The town Aldermen held a hearing. The police were down behind Capt. Miller, and so Capt. Miller made affidavit that no policeman of Edenton had ever tried to influence him to secure whiskey. But he didn’t say a thing or a word to clear up things for the Aldermen.

The police were all clear. First they arrested Capt. Miller for transporting liquor, and arrested his negro assistant, Terrapin Jordan. Both were found guilty, and Terrapin Jordan with to the Washington County roads, where he is now serving a 60-day sentence. Capt. Miller was found guilty of transporting, and sentenced to a total of 90 days in jail, to be assigned to work the roads. This was on August 14. Capt. Miller appealed, and is free on $500 bond.

Capt. Miller then got sore and spilled the beans, naming one member of the Board of Aldermen and the County Treasurer as having aided and abetted in the purchase of liquor. Warrants were sworn out for some of the town’s most prominent and highly respected citizens: W. H. Ward, Chowan County Treasurer, J. H. Conger of the Town Council, R. W. Sessoms and R. E. Forehand. These men didn’t see the advisability of making any further stir, and entered a plea of nolo contender, and on August 24, paid a fine of $25 each, and costs, in Recorder’s court.

From the front page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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Motoring to Kitty Hawk, Nags head, Roanoke Island, Sept. 10, 1926

The Bank Clerk and the Soda Jerker. . . Motoring in Unique Places

“I have just had a great trip,” said the Bank Clerk to the Soda Jerker. “Who would have dreamed, five years ago, that any of us would ever motor to Kitty Hawk, to Nags Head or Roanoke Island? But that is what I did this week. From Point Harbor at the end of the the Currituck Peninsula I ferried over to Kitty Hawk, four miles across Currituck Sound. From Kitty Hawk I motored on soft tires down the coast by Kill Devil Hill to Nags Head.

“At Nags Head I got a ferry to take me across Roanoke Sound to Roanoke Island, landing me at Manteo. I motored all over Roanoke Island for the first time in my life, and never saw so many roads in one place in my life. Roanoke Island is only two or three miles wide and 10 miles long, and they will tell you that there is only one road on Roanoke Island, but they tell you wrong. There are approximately 1,000 miles of road on Roanoke Island.

“Before the State built its 10 miles of highway on the Island, every fellow who started any place in a horse and cart made his own road. These roads wind and twist the primaeval forests of scrub pine, live oaks, yapon, myrtles and yopon, affording the great avenues of privacy for courting couples to be found anywhere in the Easter half of the old North State.

“I enjoyed my visit on the Island. The primitive charm of the place and the simple, whole-hearted ways of its people are captivating. But Roanoke Island is fast losing much of its charm under the pressure of civilization. For instance, I saw a woman toiling and steaming in her kitchen canning figs for market. Texas or California never produced finer figs in greater variety or profusion than are produced on Roanoke Island. And the people down there know how to preserve them, employing every modern device for processing and packing.

“But when I saw this woman standing over a hot stove canning figs my thoughts went back to the Garden of Eden. When Mother Eve wanted a dress, she had only to each up and pul a leaf from a fig push and adorn herself just so--no work, no worry, no time lost.

“But we have become civilized. Behold a modern daughter of Eve growing fig bushes, cultivating them, pruning them, nursing them; in season gathering and washing the figs, skinning them, steaming them, cooking them in syrup, packing them painstakingly in jars and bottles. And then having to find a market for her figs, exchanging them for cash; and in turn exchanging the cash received for something to wear. Mother Eve had the long end of it.

“Yes, I enjoyed my motor trip around the coast and over the happy island. Why don’t you take a trip of that kind?”

“Me?” said the Soda Jerker. “I did take it. I went to Nags Head, spent a night there. Parked my car on the peach with the curtains all buttoned in place and left it for the night. Next morning when I went to get my car, somebody had kicked out the curtains on one side with their feet.”

From the front page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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World's Top Scientists in Edenton Studying Mosquitoes, Sept. 10, 1926

Olden Edenton Keeps Big Company These Days. . . Noted Officials from Many Lands Observe Investigations of the Mosquito

By D. V. Meekins

A thick-set, dark, complected stranger stood before the desk in the Bay View hotel in Edenton. He was penning his name on the register. The pen sputtered as he wrote down the heavy black letters. Tom Joes, proprietor of the hotel, watched the wring.

“M-i-l-i-t-c-h-e-v-i-t-c-h,” spelled Mr. Jones after the stranger. Mr. Jones frowned. He always like to say Mr. ----- to his guests, give them a hearty handshake and expatiate on the glories of Edenton, while the bell hop prepares to do his stuff. But this time he was stumped.

A chewing gum salesman observed Mr. Jones’ knitted brow, edged over to the desk to offer help and looked over the stranger’s shoulder at the name, “Militchevich.”

The salesman frowned, gave Mr. Jones a wink, and said:

“Must be one of the Boshevickeys; I think I’d keep my eye on that fellow.”

“Shsh,” said Mr. Jones, and frowned back at the chewing gum salesman. “Here boy, show this gentleman to the corner room on the third floor, the one overlooking the bay.”

When the stranger had trudged upstairs, Mr. Jones turned to the group that had gathered to look the stranger over.

“Boys, that fellow has come all the way from central Europe to visit Edenton,” said the proprietor of the Bay View.

“He certainly must like to visit historical places,” said one of the bystanders.

“It isn’t Edenton’s history that brought him here; he doesn’t know Edenton has a history. That man is Mr. M. A. Militchevich, and he’s the National Sanitary Engineer of the country of Yugoslavia. He came to Edenton to look at our mosquitoes.”

Eyes of Scientific World on Edenton

So Edenton, the ancient capital of North Carolina, is having distinguished company these days. For six months in ones and twos and threes, some of the world’s most noted physicians and scientists have come to visit Edenton, and have become acquainted with and highly pleased with the hospitality of that historic old town. First there came Mr. E. Fueugo, director of Malarial work on the coast of Spain; then Miss Dorothy Beck of the State Medical Board of California; then Dr. Militchevitch of Yugoslavia. And among others have been Dr. Ivan Kessiakoff, Director of Public Health Work in Bulgaria; Dr. Ivan Golosmonoff, also of Bulgaria; Dr. Michael Ciuca, a Romanian Professor of Hygiene; Dr. Constanine Popp, director of Hygiene and Medicine of Bucharest, Romania; Dr. Eric Kelaart and Dr. A. Gilles of the Public Health Administration of Ceylon, India; Dr. P. Marginesin, specialist in Malaria in the Public Health Administration of Italy; and Dr. Antonio Veedol, another public health official, of British Honduras.

These and other noted men from many foreign countries have come, and more are coming, and will continue to come for the next three years. But these are not all. Other visitors to Edenton in the past six months have included Dr. Fredrick F. Russell, General Director of the Health Board; Dr. John A. Ferrell, Director for the United States; Dr. Victor G. Heiser, Director for the East; Dr. W. A. Sawyer Director of Public Health; Dr. H.H. Howard, Director for the West Indies; and many others, all officials of the International Health Board, an organization for Public Health Research, financed and supported by the Rockefeller Foundation of New York City.

And All About Mosquitoes

These men have come to Edenton to learn from the investigations that are being conducted at that city by the Rockefeller Foundation, where an extensive study of the mosquito and its habits is being conducted by a corps of 10 people, under the direction of Dr. Mark F. Boyd. Dr. Boyd is a frank and likeable young man who has been with the Rockefeller Foundation six years, serving recently in Brazil. He is a native of Minnesota. The Rockefeller group came to Edenton in March at the invitation of the North Carolina State Board of Health, and for more than three years they will maintain their headquarters for research in malaria and mosquitoes, sending their men out into the surrounding counties to gather eggs, larvae, and young mosquitoes, keep them at headquarters at Edenton, and study their habits under the microscope in their native haunts.

While Northeastern North Carolinians are spending money with Mr. Rockefeller for gas to ride over the good roads of the state, Mr. Rockefeller is sending some of his money back to North Caroilina. Judging from published reports of the work done in other states, the Rockefeller Foundation will spend more than $16,000 on malarial research in the Edenton section.

Why Edenton Was Selected

Dr. Mark F. Boyd, director of the investigation at Edenton, says Edenton was selected for headquarters for the work because of its convenient central location. It affords easy access to many points infested with mosquitoes. From Edenton, Dr. Boyd’s workers go forth to the pools and swamps of Chowan, Perquimans, Bertie, Washington, and Tyrrell Counties, gathering eggs and mosquitoes to be brought back to the laboratory in the old Chowanoke Club quarters.

Dr. Boyd showed the reporter around the laboratory. At long tables, men sat with their eyes fixed to microscopes, examining mosquitoes in all states. In glass tanks and in bottles were different species of the pests. A clerical force was busy classifying and card indexing the findings of the scientists. In a screened-in cage, hundreds of mosquitoes were imprisoned.

Ther is much about the mosquito to be learned: much that would confuse the laymen. Be it known that mosquitoes are said to become infected with malaria from persons afflicted with it, and to carry the disease to others. But there is only one variety of mosquito that carries malaria, and the malaria-carrying mosquito is known as Anopheles. Other species of mosquitoes are considered more annoying than dangerous.

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From the front page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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Fruit Rotted While Officials Searched for Leland Halstead, Sept. 10, 1926

“Bing’s” Fruit Rotted While No One Knew Him. . . Shoe Store Man Is Better Known by His Nickname Than by His Official Cognomen

Few people and especially businessmen are so well known by their nickname that not even their friends remember their correct initials, but such proved to be case some time ago when Leland A. Halstead of the White-Halstead Shoe Company of this city was consigned a box of fruit by a brother of his in Florida. The fruit lay in the express office and rotted while the express officials sought for L. A. Halstead, and the post office people tried to find the man to deliver the notice to.

Leland A. Halstead is better known to his friends as Bingham. As he grows older, it may become “Grigham.” But at the present time he is a partner of a growing shoe store, owned by himself and M. J. White. Messrs. White and Halstead have built up what appears to be a remarkably successful exclusive shoe business in a little stand on the corner of McMorrine Street and Colonial Avenue, carrying popular lines of high class shoes for the whole family. And they only opened their doors to the public for the first time in March 1925, just about a year and a half ago. Mr. White was formerly head of Mitchell’s shoe department however and knows the business from the ground up.

From page 2 of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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Country Stores Should Put Drive Goods to Buyers, Sept. 10, 1926

Country Stores on Wheels

Country stores everywhere are in a bad plight. People ride right by their country stores and come to town to buy for cash. Some do this because they seek a wide variety and fresher merchandise than some county stores keep. Others do it just to have an excuse to ride, to come to town. After spending all their cash in town they go back to the country-store for credit. The country merchant is up against it.

But there is a way out for the country merchant and the best of them will survive. One notes a vast improvement in the appearance of surviving country stores to-day; glass fronts ae replacing the old barred shutters, letting the light in. And with the light on their wares, the country merchants are keeping their stores clean and their stock in order. But this is not enough. The country merchants who make notable successes in future must give their patrons something of the same service that is available to the patrons of stores in town.

The wagons of the city bakery, the city laundry, the city ice factory, and the city ice cream dealer are already going out from town daily serving the rural trade for miles around. The successful county merchant of the future will not wait for the retail grocer in town to extend his delivery service into the country; the country merchant himself will deliver to his customers.

I expect to see country stores on wheels within the next few years. I expect to see enterprising country merchants sending their delivery wagons up and down the roads in their neighborhoods. Their wagons will be equipped with shelves and bins, carrying a general assortment of things that folk buy every day. In one end of the truck will be a refrigerator carrying butter, lard, sausage and other perishable merchandise. The rural housewife will not have to ‘phone her order to her grocer unless it is something unusual she wants; his store on wheels will stop at her door and she can buy as she needs. She will not have to take her butter and eggs to the store; the grocery will buy them at her door. In this way the rural stores are going to hold their own. Watch them.

From the editorial page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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Let Planes Park on Roofs to Allow Parking Spaces for Cars, Sept. 10, 1926

One Way Out Is Up

Engineers and students of aeronautics are freely predicting that the airplane will be made so cheap and so safe for flying in another five years that any man who can own an automobile will be able to own a flying machine. It is well.

Something must be done to solve our traffic and parking problems. Already we have outgrown our 16 and 18 foot road, and there are those who envision roads of the future to be built 100 feet wide. Nowhere are city streets ample to provide parking space for automobiles. Something must be done about it; maybe the perfection of a cheaper and safer airplane will relieve the situation by taking the joy riders off the highways and putting them in the air.

It is the pleasure rider who takes up most of the road and most of our parking space anyway. There is plenty of room for every automobile used for a serious purpose. But the automobiles that stay on the road most and take up much of our parking space are the automobiles used by joy riders and pleasure seekers. When these take to the air in winged flivvers and do their parking on the house-tops, there will be room enough on our open highways and city streets to take care of automobile traffic for many years to come.

From the editorial page of The Independent, Elizabeth City, N.C., Friday, Sept. 10, 1926

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