State and General News from the Watauga Democrat, Feb. 12,
1914
The burning of a steam laundry at Durham entailed a loss of
$10,000.
Henry M. Pindell of Illinois, who was recently appointed
Ambassador to Russia and the appointment confirmed, has declined to accept.
We learn from an exchange that there are now about 900
students in all departments of the University and that all are North
Carolinians save 49.
Mr. M.M. Culp of Mooresville, who for 30 years was an inmate
of the State Hospital in Morganton, died suddenly a few days ago at the age of
75. He entered the institution from Raleigh when it first opened.
We are sorry to learn from the Advocate of the serious illness of the children of Rev. J.H. Green
at Leicester. Mr. Green has many friends here, where his mother resides.
The Howie gold mines near Waxhaw is producing a satisfactory
amount of gold and the plant is to be improved at a cost of about $250,000,
says the Lexington Dispatch.
The Methodist Church in Troy, N.C., was recently destroyed
by fire. It caught from an old school building, in which the graded school was
being taught, the new school building not yet being completed.
The dormitory of the Elhanan orphanage near Marion was
destroyed by fire on the first. It was a two-story frame building and the fire
is supposed to have started from a stove flue or lamp. The loss is from $8,000
to $10,000.
With only his night clothes on, a man who in lucid moments
says that his name is Gillis and that he came from North Carolina, was found
wandering in Mason County, West Va., and placed in an insane asylum at
Huntington in that State.
Mrs. Kluttz, wife of Mr. Whitehead Kluttz, Secretary of the
Canadian Boundary Commission, died on the third in a Salisbury hospital. She
would not have been married three years until April 2. She was a daughter of
Rev. J.A. Lynn, a prominent Durham minister, and was herself a devoted member
of the Lutheran Church. She leave a little daughter less than two years old.
Mrs. A.E. Pease died in Asheville on the 28th at
the age of 91 years. She was a native of New York and came to this State soon
after the Civil War. She was the founder of the Normal and Industrial College
in Asheville where many a poor girl has been educated.
Prof. C.C. Wright, Superintendent of Public Instructions in
the county of Wilkes, and who now represents the 7th Congressional
District on the State Board of Agriculture, is a candidate for Commissioner of
Agriculture to succeed the Hon. W.A. Graham of Lincoln.
Augustus Koopman, painter and etcher, died in Franceon the
31st after an illness of several months due to paralysis. Mr.
Koopman was born in Charlotte, N.C., in 1869, and left this state in boyhood.
He was in the city of his birth last year, the first time in 30 years. He was a
very celebrated artist.
From the Times-Mercury
we learn that in West Hickory there is a young man 18 years old who is
afflicted with fits as a result of the excessive use of cigarettes. He had
several fits in church recently and it is said that when he has one, two or
three men are required to hold him. He will probably be taken to the hospital
in Morganton for treatment.
P.P. Claxton, Commissioner of the United States Bureau of
Education, approves a plan by which he says, two million children might be
enlisted in vocational work. He says the practice of closing public schools in
Summer is “primitive and preposterous,” and that the most “important problem of
the day is to keep city boys from the three months contamination in the
streets.”
Investigation disclosed that the baby whose dead body was
recently found in a mill pond near Spartanburg, S.C., was the child of Miss
Fleta Pendleton of Durham, N.C. She is only 19 years old, a daughter of a shoe
salesman. The father of the child is Clyde C. Clement, aged 23 of Sandy Springs.
S.C. They had both been in school in Spartanburg. When arrested the girl
confessed. She said the babe was born in Charlotte; Clement promised to marry
her if she would dispose of the child and she tried to give it away. Failing in
that, they dropped it into the pond. The father was arrested at Charleston,
S.C., preparing to leave for San Francisco.
Mrs. Dolle Johnson Norris
Resting In Peace
Mrs. Dolle Johnson Norris was
born Dec. 19th 1889 and was happily married to Edgar Norris March 6th
1910 (who preceded her to the better land, some three years ago) died at the
home of her father Mr. J.B. Johnson in West Hickory Jan. 18th 1914.
The life of a dear girl, wife,
and mother is enclosed within the above dates, covering a period of 24 years and
19 days. Her happy childhood was spent in the mountains of Watauga County and
her life was as pure and spotless as the untrodden snow that crowned the lofty
summits of these grand old sentinels that lifted their giant forms around her
childhood home. Always gentle and kind, she was loved by all who knew her, and
those who knew her best, loved her most, and prized her noble characteristics
of mind and heart. Her care was always for others. Self came last. This writer
has known her form childhood, and she would set aside all fulsome praise and
speak of her now, as she often did in life, as one of the dearest, best girls
she had ever known. She smiled her way through life and met the King of Terrors
without a complaint or murmur and smiled at his uplifted dart, for she was
ready. She had no fears, but breathed her life out on the bosom of Him who had
gone to prepare a place for her.
Her pastor, Rev. W.N. Cook, not many hours
before she died asked her if she took any nourishment. She rallied all her
strength and whispered, “Yes, I am living on the 14th chapter of St.
John.” What faith was this? While far out in Death’s cold waters “unseen
fingers” pointed at those comforting words of the Master. In my Father’s house
are many mansions. I go to prepare a place for you. Such faith as this can
“foot it over mountains and wade thro’ the deep dark waters of affliction. It
can grasp the arm of the Eternal, and wade out into the deep billows of Jordan,
without a fear or struggle.
All that fond parents brothers and sisters could do
was done, through weary months of suffering but human aid could do nothing. Her
last words were “kiss me Mamma, and leave,” and then without another struggle
the faithful woman thoughtful of others to the last was in the house of many
mansions.
Great sympathy is felt for the
bereaved family, especially for the baby boy too young to realize his loss.
“May God temper the wind to the shorn lamb” and guide the tiny passenger safely
over life’s turbulent sea and finally land him on the shores of everlasting
peach.
A
FRIEND
Hickory, N.C.
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