The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1900-01-03
SDruc. Fork and OIdTown

correspondence, Jan. LIST, 1900.
AS Christmas times and the mer-
ny holidays are past, 1 will try and
give you brief account of some of
the happenings around this imme-
diate neighborhood. The dancing
socials have been many this fall and
winter, and those that attended ex-
pressed themselves as being we'll
treated and had most sumptuous
good time.
The supper at the White Church
was largely attended notwithstand-
ing the disagreeable evening The
last ten days or SO has been hard
on the wheat crops as there had
been but little freezing before,
Otherwise farmers are in good
shape for cold weather, although
roughness, such as corn, fodder,
hay, 60, is,not quito SO plentiful as
last season.
This community SO far as known
lS enjoying BOOu uohltu'
Mr.. David Stewart and brother
Frank, arrived here Sunday even
ing from Toronto, o., to make a
short visit, though Frank could not
even wait for his supper as he is
interested in mineral mines in the
Upper Flats, which is his SOULS
idol.
Mr.. Tom Hogg has gone up on
Hogslide to buy some pigs.
Kirk Knight wants to know
when was Limberg cheese first
discovered.
The magical power of the oil ex-
citement has been somewhat sub
dued for the present, but oil is here
all the same, for there has been at
all times clark from the tombs
doIeful sound" about the wells
that have been lut down.
Will Somerville, a gay young
heart-smasher from the East End,
is now tasking his brains writing a
book, sequel to "Beau'ifnl Snow"
Title is: "The Gentle rower of a
Lady's Influence" 1t starts, "Hold
me in your Clean White Arms"
and so on.
Frank Carpenter sold his low
bred fraotory bronco for $50 spot
cash, with no further kicking, only
by the pony, and now frank has to
hoof it up to Mason and back On
his return last Monday morning
about 4 O'Clock, when it was one
below zero, he was heard repeat
ing, 90, for lodge in some vast
wilderness"
Ed. Windows imported pup,
Zazel, is dead, Ed. started this
morning, as usual, to feed him a
bucket of slop and found him fro
zen into n double and twisted
post norton examination. He was
half Mexican fox TERROR.
Bob Hawkins wants little black
dog to match the one he has got.
He says that if he could wake up
in the stiffness of the night and
hear his faithful dog, fighting feas
and licking his chops, he would
feel as though he was beloved by
at least one.
VIM. Winger, the snappy young
dude of Old Town, finds it an up
hill and down hill business now,
driving to the Upper Flats, to at
tend business, though he says he
don't mind the cold when he gets
to the fire.
The boys all along the line have
set string of new resolutions not
to drink any more whisky that
costs less than 30 cents pint, nor
smoke anything but Havana,
home. made stogie.
Mack, the calico vender, of Old
Town, says the Cocomore we'll is a
duster.
Mr.. Editor, you had better get
this in print as soon as you can, be-
fore it gets cold, for it might freeze
up and burst, or some other news
paper man might come along and
snarl it and have these deep senti-
ments on the finance of our beloved
county in his own paper.
NANCY HANKS.
PIiny.