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SCHEDULE of the L. F. A S. H. Railroad.
On anil after Moniltv. May i6. 1S73, trains
?will leave and arrive as follows:
>?0 2 South, leave Vo!c mo 7:40 a m
'? j ?? ?? " 10:40 1 in
" ^ ?? " ;:o-n p m
"5 " " " 1'-5? P m
No i South, arrive at Junction. . S:^o a in
" j ?? " ?? ii:jo a in
" ^ -4 '? " 3:40 p in
" 5 " " . " 5:30 P ??
Xo 2 North, leave Junction b.40 a in
" 1 ?? " " 11 :4o a m
"4 " " " 3:3? P "*
"5 4i " 5:5? P m
No 1 North, arrive at Volcano 9:.-o a 111
" j " ?* " Ii;30 p in
* 4 " " " 4:10 p m
" S " " " 6:30 p m
IV. C. Stilfs. Jk. Prcs't.
? Brother H viand will preach at the
Episcopal Church on Friday evening.
? Rev. Wavnian returned safely
fro u camp meeting at Moundsville,
last week, and preached to a crowded
house of eager listeners on Sunday.
? Our mail connections are not iust
as regular as they might be. What is
the matter with the Baltimore and
Ohio affair that thev don't run more
? Love Roach is dead. He died of
typhoid fever, at the house of Mr.
Margin, on Monday morning, at
half past seven o'clock.
? The Biggest nuisance to travelers
who want to go east from here, is the
fact that they must lav over at Grafton
a half day, or go to Pai icersburg and
gel a tra:n that don't stop where you
v\ant to. The Baltimore and Ohio
railroad is a big thing, and they know
how to keep hotels and swindle the
traveling public.
? Albert Ball, a gentleman of varied
travel, and who has had some experi
ence in mining, entertained us with
some ol his vicissitudes in the far west
on Friday evening of last week. Noth
ing pleases us more than the acquaint
ance of the industrious; it is through
them that we reach to a better under
standing of the wants of the people.
Call again sir.
? Friend Stockdale is again with us
of Volcano, looking as grafcious as a
five-twenty bond to a poor cuss with
out 2 copper. He has been out upon
ins farm, recently purchased in Ohio,
to which point we learn he has hfe
moved his family. Can i Professor
Stockdale be induced by the managers
of the Wood county Fair to tell us
what he "knows about farming."
? To Nathan Tanner, and Nicholas
Elsey, of Salt Lick, Preston county,
we are under lasting obligations, and
hope by developments which are to be
made in their county, that they may
he nmotig the most fortunate. To Mr.
Tanner we are indebted lor many of
those kindly hospitalities which mo
ney can never pay lor or memory
eradicate Long live and prosper you
and yours, gentlemen.
? We are pleased to acknowledge
a Call at our office, of F. V. N. Paint
er, a gentleman from West Union.
Preston county, this btate, and who was
on his way to Roanoke College, \ ir
ginia, where he hopes to graduate in
Juiie uext. Success, and all honors
of that noble institution, attend you,
sir. We shall be pleased to see you as
often as you can make it convenient to
call upon us.
? We learn that "brother"' Frank
Wilson, son-in-law to Coon Gains,
and a late operator in sheaf-Oats that
did not belong to him, arid who was
walking around here ornamented by a
paii of mounted bracelets', which were
securely attached to his little inolTen
sive paws, did not like a passing notice
given him in the last Lubricator , and
threatens to *'bust" us. Anytime,
Frankev, during oilice hours, will do.
? A young man by the name of
\\ iitiam Burroughs, who has been
working in the 'oil region for the pa< two
or three \ears, was detected one day
last week in trying to pass two checks,
which he had forged, one calling lor
$107 :>nu the other lor $"jO. The sig
nature forged was that of Colonel
Van Bukey. lie was arrested at the
instance of the latter named gentleman
and i? now in the Parkersburg jail.
? -James Ridge, the operator and
tank builder, seems to be the busiest
man in all this region, and is making
money fast enough to satisfy the most
grasping for wealth. Well, fortune
sits easy upon the shoulders of our
friend, and we do not envy him, i?r
the tickle goddess was wooed and won
in the good old way, by honesty, toil
and perseverance. liut, about that
other matter, Jim; why don't you
aou'ole harness? Tim driving single
ever these hids isn't quite the thing.
We would not urge thee out ol thy
ways.old boy, but then, we'd like to
see another soul made happy.
? The tneml>ers ol the White Oak
Socials are requested to meet at their
lodge rooms, on the evening of the ioth
of September, at half past seven
o'clock. Business of great importance
to the salvation of the heathen will be
in order. Bring your pocket books,
and come in icguliu. Gibson will go
to George Nicholas' and steal the
necessary amount of chalk ? a match
ga.ne on hand.
? We learn that the mite society of
| the Episcopal Church; which met at
the house of Mrs. Jno. Tomlinsons, on
Wednesday evening was a very pleas
ant affair, and passed oil" to the great
bntertair.mcnt of all present, besides
letting a goodly little sum for the ben
efit of the church named. Let us hope
that these occasions for the gathering
of our people may be often. Social j
intercourse and exchange of thought
mellows and softens the asperities of
life, besides adding to the fold of ciir
? We ark under many obligations
to Mr. Baker, Mr. Shak'ey, and an
other gentleman, whose name has
slipped from our memory, for kindness
shown us at Laurel Junction, where it
was our misfortune to be cSn one of the
late trams. The night was so very
dark that we should have been com
pelled to have laid in the depot, all
night, but for their kindness in loaning
us a lantern, who was a stranger to
them. Again we thank you, gentle
men, and will reciprocate upon first
? Mrs. Patrick Duffy is in trouble,
and appears before the Esquire for re
lief. Her husband, Patrick Duffy, it
seems is blowing hot and cold with an
other woman named Hyne, whose
character for chastity is not without
question. For shame on you, Patrick!
Stand by the woman ol your choice ?
thfc woman whom you promised God
dhci man to love, honor and protect.
Vbu owe thdt much to her, to society,
to yourself, and to God , as you wish
for the mercy of" heaven when you
most need it. Let us hear no more of
this, or we will mike it so hot ft??* you
and your harlot that you will be fain
to cry quits.
? Wellington Backus, severely injured
a few days since by being thrown from
his horse in an attempt to back it, we
ire glad to see, is aijain in the saddk,
moving about with his usual urbanity
of soul, smiling good will and good
vish alike lipon thb godly and ungod
ly. He is; lo-day, one of our most
quiet, vet niost successful operators.
The time was; we are told, when suc
cess and disaster hung even in the
balance with him. with the chances in
fiivor of the latter; but by steady per
sevbrence, an uncompromising faith
in West Virginia territory, and his
owh exertions, he weathered the
stbrm and captured success. The good
gods never opened their storehouse to
one more worthy, and we trust he may
long live to enjoy the bounty of
His toil.
? OUr people sire greatly indebted
to the enterprise of the Misses Devore
in establishing; for the greater conve
nience of the public, a first class mil
linery store in Volcano, where head
dresses, hats, bonnets; laces, and all
the paraphernalia like'y to captivate
the hearts of mankind; can be had at
the most reasonable prices. We are
not familiar with the names of the
tackle worn by the ladies, or we would
go on and enumerate. Suffice it to
say, that the community are greatly
indebted to the ladies in question lor
saving them the necessity of a trip
to Parkcrsburg every time thev hap
pened io want anything desirable in
the millinery line. We hope, as they
so well deserve, the ladies will meet
with every encouragement.
? On Sunday last, during the morn
ing service at the Episcopal Church,
Rev. Tompkins* the beloved and good
pastor, was taken suddenly ill, and it
was thought for a tlmfe b'y a portioh
I of the congregation that the conse
quences might be of a serious nature.
The worthy gentleman, however, soon
recovered trom the shock, and con
ciousness resumed her sway. Further
services for the day .vere ignored. We
learn that Mr. Tompkins is so tar re
covered now, as to be about again,
and, unless turther sickness Overtakes
him, services will be held on Sunday
next, as usual, ahd at the usual hours.
We do love this good old christian
gentleman, and pray that lit may be
spared to do his holy mission these
many years to come. His taking
from our midst would create a vacan
cy which all must deplore, from among
the kindly faces that it is a pleasure td
meet. To know him is an honor? to
J converse with and confide in him a
j comfort and a rare pleasure, lie is
lone ot those of whom the immortal I
, Shakspcare sang when spcakir.g of his!
j beloved Brutus. ?
"llis l:tc was gentle, ami the elements
, So mixed in mm that .Nature might stand up
I Aiitl say to all the world, t..is wa-> a man."
? One evening, week before last, j
Benjamin, sweet Ben. Nutter, who re
joices in the bosom of another man's I
wife, (Mrs. Mart King by name.)
thought he would have a dance up at
his ranch, on the romantic and pic
turesque banks of Gale's Fork. Why j
not? Benny, boy, wanted to raise the
wind, as well as shake his heels to the J
delightful music of
"When last I saw my Meg,
She was taking of a tri|> in a government |
i ship.
Ten thousand miles away."
Or, perhaps, who will question, Ben
ny was on the melancholy, or the se
rious. and would tune his harp and his |
legs to
"Three old crows sat out upon a tree;
They were black as crows could be.
One old crow says unto his mate.
What shall we do for something to ate."
( >r, to be more cheery, why should not |
Benny invite his friends from the jun
gles, and trip the light fantastic toe I
with the Dulcena del Toboso of his
heart, and who eats his cabbage, to the |
dulcet melody of
"Will you meet me to-night at thi: gate, love, |
Will you meet me to-nignt at the gate ?"
Ben's resolution was taken, itnd after
securing a cash capital of sixty-two
and one-half cents, a gallon of the
best Parkersburg whiskey was sent for,
a fiddler and a Parson invited,
and al! things were lovely. Beni; in
imagination, at least, saw the twenty
five cent shinplasters parsing down into |
the depths of his black pants, new
conquests among the fair bushwhack
ers, and more whiskey; while his part
ner in infamy and sin, Madame Mart.
King dreamed of new calico, new hose, |
flaming ribbons and a set ofcheap jew
elry. The eventful night came. The
moon was banked in the east. Heav
en's vault, save here and there, was
set in stars, with a ground of deep
est blue; while in the far off west,
robing the horizon in sweetest raiment,
were clouds of golden sheen touched
by the gorgeous hues of the departing
sun; all nature breathed incense fra- 1
grant to the soul. The little brook
passing the enchanting cabin of Ben
caught up the inspiration ot the night, |
and whispered tales of love and chast
ity to its vine-clad shores and nestling
nookr,; the woods murmured low, and
the stars sang sweet to the listening |
earth. Listen! What hear you? A
footstep. A dusky form emerges like
the shadow of the Wandering Jew.
from the brush. 'Tis the fiddler. 'Tis!
Tis! 'Tis! ? John Titus. He opens the
fascinating box, rurit his dirty firigers
acl-oss the cat-gut, hfe screws her lip to
his ear, sounds her: ?
'That strain again; it had a dying lull;
O, it carat* o'er my car like the sweet breath
That breathes upon a bank ol' violets,
Stealing and giving odor."
The sweet strains have scarce sang
back their last echo to the wondering
soul, before three more actors in the
orgies ol" the night hand in their cards
arid are admitted tb the dress circle.
Who are they? Their faces are not
entirely strangers to us. " Why, bless
me, how do you do?" falls l'rom the
lips of Madame King, alias Mrs.
Ben. Nutter. The strangers to the
reader are Ike Mclntire, his wife and
sister in-law; the latter a poor, unfor
tunate young lady who ha* lost the usfc
of her limbs, but makes up for this de
ficiency by the serenity ol her counte
nance, and the unceasing flow of her
tongue. They are all amiable and
gentle and sweet, this branch of the
Mclntire family. What; ho! Who is
this that again darkens the threshold
of mirth and adds one more to the
number of the gay and festive throng
assembled under the palatial roof of
Benny's cabin, to do homage to beauty
and loveliness ? ,11a, ha, this is the
Parson. With >\Vat a throbbing bo
som he contemplates the scene before
him; with what rapture his meek and
gentle blue eyes drink in the voluptu
ousness of Madame King andflie ra
diance of the Mclntire family. The
Parson, as Mclntire had don|fbel"ore
him, paid in his quarter at the door,
and it being now at the witching hour
of eleven, and no more guests arriving
lroin the bush, the fiddle is ordered to
play, the dance begins and the Parson,
Mrs. King, Mrs! Mclntire an 1 Benny
bov*, are inextricably lost in the giddy
maze of a Fiench Four, and the last
seen of them, they were going it oet.
It must not be understood that the
Parson, alluded to, was one of our
most worthy divines ? God forbid, lie
is ol another persuasion entirely. Fi
nancially. Ben was disappointed. The
party was not a success in numbers,
and Ben was out of pocket twelve and
one half cenls less trie original cost of
the whiskey, and the whiskey was gone
"where the woodbine twiiieth." Ilow
we sympathize with that model of vir
tue and morality ? Mrs. Mart King!
Alas, poor Ben! Oh yc Gods, that do
afllict and humiliate mankind, this is
too much. \Ve pray you look down
with c<Mii passion, and shake not the
linUticlal breeches of Benjamin ooy to
ins extremity. Mark the despondency
and ruin that hangs like a siiuuow of
darkness over Hie bccicnulcd counte
nance of that once happy face, as he
sits in the friendly shade of a neigh
boring tree, brushi-ig the llies lroin nis
ruby nose. Deluded Hen ?
"There's something in his >oul
O'er which ms melancholy sits 011 brood.
? William Bryson, a man living and
keep'ng a store a*. Wolf's Summit, on
the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad, and a
man name.! Henry llogue, got into an
altercation on Thursday of last week.
Not being able to come to a peaceable
understanding, they resorted to brute
force. In a short, sharp and decisive
action, llogue got the better of his an
tagonist, having him down. Bryson
promised, if llogub would let him up,
that He would in future conduct him- j
self properly toward his adversary,
and declared himself thoroughly sat
isfied. lie was let up, but instead of
keeping his word; he turned to and
badly marred the beauty of Ilogue's
benign countenance, nearly gouging
out one of his eyes. This man Bryson
is, we believe, fifty or sixty years of
age, and is> "keeping" a harlot by the
name of Susan P. Faulkner, at the
house of William Shires, whose name
figures in another part of this paper.
Mr. Shires may not know the charac- j
ter of this woman, hut if he does not
he is the most gullible individual we
have heard of lately. Bryson should
be treated to a cold water bath, if
nothing more, for presuming to carry
lorward the trade of his nature
pimping ? in this section of country.
In connection with this matter, we
wish to say that we believe in calling
things by their right names; it is the
only way in which we can bring to
sham6 and whip the scoundrels who
lay themselves liable to the lash of
public scorn and contempt. We hold
in derision that man or woman who
will mince facts under a sense of false
modesty, and hope our readers will
bear ih mind when they hear us call
ing such characters as Bryson, a pimp,
and Susan, a harlot, that they are
such, and that we mean the plain Eng
lish of it.
? We notice by the Wirt County
Mentor that a company of gentlemen
from New York and Philadelphia,
have filed papers of incorporation in
the County Clerk's office of that coun
ty, for the building of a railroad from
Highland county, in Virginia, to Pn
kersburg on the Ohio river, to be
called the Shenandoah and Ohio River
Railroad. We hope this enterprise
wi'l not be allowed to stop until it is
an established fact. It will open up
large deposits of mineral, and to
the ge leral prosperity and wealth ol
tHe Stale. Aside from the immense
beds of ore which are found deposited
in Randolph and Highland counties,
and in fact through all that section ol
country, there is somS of the finest
forests of timber, made up of poplar,
walnut, oak and pine, which is to be
found anywhere in the States. Be- j
sides this, such a road would furnish!
an adtlHonal motive for developing
the oil lands in the vicinity of Burning
Springs, as by that means a sure and
certain outlet would be furnished the
operators other man the uncertain
navigation of the Little Kanawha riv
er. The road when finished, must be,
from the very nature of things, an un
doubted financial sticL'ess. Will Par
kersburg reach out j friendly hand to
this new feeder ot her industty and
commerce? Material aid, and not
doubtful promises, will be wanted.
? We are sorry to see a disposition
upon the part of our operators to cut
down the wages of their employees.
We learn that a reduction of half a
dollar on a day's work has been made,
and, in several instances, as high as
seventy -live cents. Here, where the
cost of putting down a well is only
about twenty-live hundred dollars ?
say three thousand ? two and a hu.f
and three dollais is paid per day for
drilling. In Pennsylvania, where a
well costs nine thousand doliuis, tour
dollars per day is paid lor drilling.
The average price o'" West Virginia
oil, taking the light and heavy to
gether, is double that of Pennsylvania,
or nearly so. In Pennsylvania they
run their pumping wells night and
day, and t.ifcir men rarely have more
?hai: two wells, seldom more than one,
to demand their attention, while they
get for their labor two and a half and
three dollars per day. In West Vir
ginia men are required to run all the
the way iroin two to nine welis, for
from one dollar and openly-live cents
to two dollars per day. The cust ol
j living in Pennsylvania is less, il any
? tliii'g, tliaii iii V irginia. li our opera
' tors cannot all'orU to keep dp the old
I standard of labor at the present low
| prices of oil, we hope they will not
| foigel to advance ?vhat they have re
duced, with the advance of oil. With
! board at six dollars 4>er week, washing
j al fifteen cents per piece, coaisc bouts
I seven oollars per pair, besides other
'necessary incident.! expense.-, which
' we all Have and must meet, a young
man with good health, should lie li\e
to be a hundred, .villi steady employ
; meut and no calico to buy, might pos
sibly lay up enough to pay lor a Collin,
but we uoubi it. '1 his is not right,
and the thing should be changed a
little by common consent.
? What are the friends of the free
pipe line law doing toward bringing
tiiiit matter up before the adjourned
session of the Legislature, which meets
at Charleston next month? It is high
lime that oil men were oigani/.ing and
preparing to meet the issue in all its
bearing. Let Senator Scott, of Ritch
ie, have not the whining and contempt
ible plea that he urged, flftfcr the ad
journment of the last session, that he
did not know there was a free pipe bill j
before the Senate. Be prepared to
fail Charley Caldwell, of Wirt, to the
cross, and placard iiiin as an imbeciie.
unfitted for the position which a de
ceivcd and outraged constituency as
signed him. lie should be made an
example and a warning to hair-brained
politicians and bulToons in thfc future.
Why. we consider the scoundrels en
gaged in the Credit Mobllier opera
lion, respectable in comparison with
this scab upon the body politic. There
is another wily fellow we wot oi,
lohnson by name, whom the oil men
will lind a cunning and unscrupulous
adwrsary, and the more dangerous
from the fact that his early education,
to respect truth and veracity, was sad
ly n?*glecd, if not entirely omitted. We
| trust this is his last appearance within
the arena of public affairs, and that
politically he is effectually corraled,
? hain-sirung. Brother Church, we
hope, is not unmindful of our love of
him; and then, that other fellow, of
the S/n/c yo/irutil, whose name is a
bv-vford and reproach among honest
men; will bear in mind that he will be
met at the State Capitol by men who
know their rights, and who will
have them in c'eliancc* of the corrup
tionists. Petitions should be circulat
ed, and the name and influence of ev
ery actual producer in the State en
listed in favor of a free pipe bill, ready
10 be presented as soon as the reas
sembling of the representatives ot Un
people. We learn that the opposition
to the measure are already in the fifcld,
preparing to do their utmost to defeat
the measure in whatever form it may
come up. Judging the future by the
4 i-i, no stone will be left unturned,
no act of fraud and villainy unperpe
trated which will weigh in the balance
toward perpetuating the rule of Brad
ish, Church & Co., in the monopoly
which they now enjoy to the detri
mcnt of producers, and to the detri
ment of every interest connected witii
the development of our oil bearing
territory. This warning may seem to
some unnecessary and uncalled for;
but we know the unscrupulous and un
principled character of our adversa
ries, and we prefer taking the bull by
the horns at once and fighting to the
? J. C. Nash, the correspondent ol
the Cincinnati Enquirer , is either an
ignoramus or a lunatic. We were led
to this conclusion by an article which
appeared ih the above named paper a
few days sinfce, in which he shows his
astonishing knowledge of the oil pro
duction of West Virginia, by asserting
that it aggregated one hundred barrels J
per day. Such stupidity, living as he
does, within two hours' ride oi our oil J
Ik-Ids, is inexcusable, and the fellow
should be muzzled during the heated j
crm, or sent to an insane asylum to se
cure the public against his idiotic non
sense. No greater wrong can
be done to oil men, in a financial as !
well as a business point ol view, as to I
belittle thfe production of this or that
well, or this or that locality. What the
producer*, as well as consumers want, '
are honest and reliable figures with
regard to the real production that ex
ists, and the developments that are go
ing forward in producing territory,
without regard to the present influence
which such information may or may
not have in stimulatiug or depressing
tbe oil markets, if the above corres
pondent intended to leave an impres
sion upon the minds of readers as stu
pid as himself, that West Virginia ter
ritory was played out, and in fact nev
er did amount to anything.be adopted
the right course; but if he intended to
stimulate the prices of West Virginia
I oil by misrepresenting facts* Mie fig,
tires ne gave were not billy false in
I their conclusions, but would have a
tendency to bring about exactly the
i opposite result from that for which he
labored. A few such babblers as this
same Nash, were there no other
sources ol information, would depop
ulate heaven itself' in the course of a
generation. Don't do the Enquirer
any more, dear Nash, and we will sug
I ,
gest to the government your appoint
ment to the consulate of
I "liingen, sweet Hin^cn, oil the Kliinc."
J The facts are, the production of West
Virginia amounts to twelve hundred
barrels per day. The chances cl get
! ting oil l.ere are surer than in l'enn
j sylvania, and the cost ol pu.ting down
wells in this Slate does not average
lover twenty-live hundred dollars, I
I while ii: Pennsylvania the average;
j Co-.' of the wells tlu-y are now putting
? down is upwards of eight thousand
'dollars. Aside troiri all ?itis; West Vii -
ginia o;I 5s worth tnore money per bar
rel in the markets of the world than
that of Pennsylvania; and yet, so to
speak, we have not touched our great
deposits of the oleaginous fluid.
? We would be thankful to our
friends, here and elsewhere, to
send us the news of the neighbor
hood in which they live, that may bfe
of interest to the public. Uy doing so
they will not only confer a great favor
upon us, but add to the strength of
their local paper, which is worth more
in dollars to a community, if properly
conducted, than the best oil well that
ever Was or ever will be struck. The
influence for good which a good paper
wields, is beyond estimate in money;
and how good it is, depends entirely
upon the alacrity with which those
most interested furnish its editor or
manager with information, and pay
their bills. It is a well demonstrated
laci that editors in general can't live
without their hash, more than other
people. They may go it 0:1 glory for
a while, but they fall into prematura
graves and are soon forgotten.
? The editor of the Orthopolitan , J.
Y. Hutchinson, done Us the honor of
a call 011 Tuesday last. He is of
sound mind upon the great questions
of the day, and the Democratic party
of Wood county and the State secure
in him an able and efficient advocate
in the advance and triumph of the
principles born of that master mind of
statesmen ? Thomas Jefferson. May
the trials and vicissitudes generally
attendant upon the publication of a
county paper; be strangers to you, and
may you, friend Hutchinson, enjoy
in the fullest all the pleasures, 1
which are many, that a connec
tion with the public press confers.
We hope and believe the Democratic
party of the county and State will
recognize the marked ability with
which the Orthopolitan is now con
ducted, by extending their patronage
and support, both by subscription and
advertising. Money thus spent, pays
ten fold the investment in the dissemi
nation of knowledge to mankind.
? On Saturday evening, a week ago,
David Porter appeared before his Hon
or, Esquire Sargent and swore out a
warrant lor the arrest of Wm. Shires
and Susan P. Faulkner. The parties
were accordingly arrested and bound
over to appear on Monday morning
for ;iiai, whereupon Shires and wife
swore out a warrant for the arrest of
Porter for assault and battery, lie was
uound over to appear. On Monday
ifiorning they all put in their appear
ance, determined upon satisfaction. A
harder looking or more brazen set of
rogues and vagabonds than the pris
oners above named, it would be hard
to find outside the slums of New
York. J. G. Nye appeared for the
Shires family. Susan P. Faulkner,
rigged in a jockey hat, trimmed with
blue ribbon, striped waist and red
dress, flounced a fa mode , and a but
terfly breast pin, was first put upon
trial. The accusation against her was
for calling David Porter a son-of-a
bitch and hitting him over the head
wiih a club. The Court upon evidence
decided that she was not fur from cor
rect, as it was shown that Porter first
assaulted her, and let her go. But she
is a hard looking case, and has all the
ear marks of a walking house of in
famy ? pig-nose, iascivious mouth,
iiiglvchcck bones, extended jaws, a
lying tongue, low forehead and deep
sunken, villainous looking eyes.
Shires and his wife were the next on
the docket. This Mrs. Shires' repu
tation extends back over a good deal
of territory ? more than we have room
to give her and do her justice. She is
a modern Xantippa ? a she devil on
wheels, who oftentimes makes the
whole neighborhood where she lives
shudder by the use of her toui and ob
scene ton-ue. She lias been known lo
ihrash her William remorselessly.
She, like Siisati, has many ol the at
tiibuics of infamy, ller husband is a
poor weak solution of humanity, with
neither discretion, sense or courage ? a.
pollv wog ? a thing ? a inumm*. They
were bound over for one year in the
oum of fifty dollars each to keep the
peace. David Porter was also bound
over to keep the peace in the sum of
lifty dollars lor one year. In a former
issue of ibis paper, we described Porter;
and v\e have nothing luriltcr to aad
than that lor lowness and meanness,
the English language don't express
him. The ordinary sneak and hood-'
turn is a gentleman by the side of this
fellow. Next.
At a meeting lietd this nth clay of
July 1S73, it was unanimously,
Resolved That we the. Stockholders
of "The New Dominion Oil Company"
ol West Virginia in general meeting
assembled, do hereby agree lo discon
tinue the L>usru(.'ss ui .Lis organization.
11. A. belies. I'ri's.
Attest I\ J. Mag ill. Secy.
Philadelphia*. P.t. ju.? tun" 1S73.

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