The Mena weekly star., 1921-12-29
NEW LIGHTS AND OLD
 SHADOWS ON TOWN OF COVE
Star Representative Interviews Sever al of the Old-Time Residents
 and Gets Good Stories.


 just north of where Hatfield now stands, and on being apprehended was hung to a tree near the Peter B. AL len place between Cove and Wander voort. The tree is still there with the top dead down to the limb, where the rope was tied. Fisher begged piteously for his life. With tears streaming down his cheeks he offered to let the crowd amputate his arms or legs and do anything to him if they would only spare his life. But to no avail. He was hung just as tho he had not uttered a word of protest.
 Some of these hogs belonged to Uncle Ed White of Hatfield, the old settler waose name occurred in last weeks Star in connection with other early day incidents. This, with the fact that Uncle Ed owned some building property in the place where early day Cove once stood, prompted the writer to make a trip down that way last week to see what other mat ters of olden day history could be found Dug Walker, the night watch, who toots that big double cylinder steamship whistle for the Cove Lum- Der Company every morning at 5 o'clock, met the train. I carried a light with me, expecting to find the town in darkness. But l found it well lighted.
 T see you have good lights here, Doug" 1 exclaimed the first thing.
 Sure Cove is city; didn't you know it?T he answered with cack- ling laugh, and hurried away to the planer across the track.
 And for a fact, Cove has many of the modern eonveniences of life, and the people eat, sleep, dress and work very much as folks of larger towns and cities.
 And in my search for early day data 1 was lucky. Soon met B. H. Barton, an old residenter, whose father, Uncle Harvey Barton, settled the place on Six Mile, now owned by Squire G. T. Fraker of Hatfield. When 1 mentioned old days Uncle Bag, as most folks now call him, quit reading a paper, and soon his mem- ory went back from Christmas time, 1921 to the spring of AT, when his father landed here from Kentucky He spoke of the old days with interest. He told of the Fisher hanging near the Peter B. Allen place, of another hanging near the George Liner place, now owned by Mrs. T. B. Cree, and of several murders. He verified the ru- nor that man is buried in a hole on the L, A. Cummins place by the name of Hyler He was killed by seven Jayhawkers, who, it is said, cut of his ears, nose and lips and gogged his eyes out. And some claim that cit izen in this particular vicinity sur rounded these Jayhawkers, killed them and buried them all in a hole, but there is no positive evidence of this,
 Tie next old settler l found was A. M. Woodell. Mr Woodell was once school teacher and he says Lawyer w. N. Martin of Mena was one of his most apt pupils. The Barton broth CTS, Bag, Will and D., were also early day school teachers in Polk county. And it seems the old log school house that once stood where Six Mile ceme- tery now is located was the only school house for many miles around. This school house had an upstairs, which was used for a Maonic hall and the Mount Meadow lodge, now of Hatfield, had it's origin here. Alger Bruce and Rev. J. B. (Buck) Will Hams are said to be the only living charter members.
 Lights on New Cove.
 After talking with Mir. Barton and Mir. Woodell I visited a few business houses, the bank, the school and the potato curing house recently con- structed near the railroad just north of town.
 went into the Gray drug store tC get scratch pad, but Fred Gray, the proprietor, was so busy I had to take my turn in being waited upon From there l went to the Bank of Cove where l learned from its president j. c. Allen, that the Cove people arc deeply interested in strawberries Fay Keeton last spring sold S749. 6C worth of berries off of 15 acres ot ground; Frank Turner, who has beer m the berry business for l7 years made Sl.02 per square foot on his 1921 strawberry patch, and yield. like these have started so much en- thusiasm that 120 acres will be mar. keted from Cove vicinity this coming spring.
 Then l visited the Cove school Cove now belongs to the special dis. trlct class and is out of debt. some. thing remarkable and quite different from the way most of our schools are ananeed. Two little girls pointed on, the principal, C. Nj. Woods. He k erect, middle-sized. with sharp darl eyes and olive complexion. His well. modulated voice put his visitor a, ease, and in few moments learned ~ho the teachers were. their places md what they were aecumnlishing The professor himself has tta higl school department in charge: Mrs Doug Dover has the 5th, 6th and nj grades; Mrs. Woods, the professor. wife has the 3rd and zth grades ans Miss Vivian Mathis has the prin,ar, Sraades, the total enrolment beins
 When asked if school children ar Any worse now than when he hera, tencning zA years ago. the profcsso replied; Why, no. They are bette especially ] find ii this way I'd lf Cove school, and the parents gre n pest and give me less truuhle fhn. ~ any place l have ever seer Th