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    Historic Webster Vol. 1 No. 5

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    Historic Webster is a newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc., created at the Society’s founding in 1974. The publication helped to serve the Society's mission of collecting and preserving the history of Webster, North Carolina. Webster, established in 1851, was the original county seat for Jackson County.WCU's Founders Day Celebration Of Special Interest To Webster Western Carolina University's Founders Day Celebration and Inauguration of Dr. Harold F. Robinson as Chancellor on Octo­ber 26 promises to be an impor­tant event for Webster as well as the university. The all day cele­bration, which marks WCU's eighty-fi[th birthday, is planned to be a tribute to the men and women who built the past, and many of those to be recognized had strong ties with Webster . Websterite Robert Lee Madi­son , founder and first president of the institute in Cullowhee, will be the focal point of a pageant entitled ''Dream A Long Sha­dow," to be performed at 2:30 p.m . in Memorial Stadium. The dramatization depicts the growth of WCU from an Indian valley to the present university with an e~rollment of 6,000. The empha ­SIS of the pageant is on the early days of the institution with Pro­fessor Madison as the most col?rful character. The pageant , wh1ch was written by Lillian Wyatt Hirt , public relations di­rector at Southwestern Technical Institute, will be narrated by two WCV ):!r~dUdles, David and Betty Iiin. Approximately fifty persons ":ill be involved in the acting, d•rected by WCU English faculty member William Paulk. The theme for the day-long celebration will be "The Pro­gress Of An Idea ," a phrase taken from the title of a history of the university written by Presi ­dent Emeritus W. E. Bird. The phrase was employed in earlier times by Professor Madison to capture the spirit of how and why the institution was begun. The Inauguration and Found­ers Day Steering Committee is chaired by Dr. Marilyn Jody, WCU English faculty member and vice president of the Webster Histo rical Society. Under her direction, committees have been working on the celebration since last spring. The formal inauguration of Dr. Harold F. "Cotton" Robinson as WCU's new chancellor will take place at 10:30 at Reid Health and Physical Education Building. The new chancellor is himself a mounta in man. A native of Bandana in Mitchell County , Dr. Robinson is interested in foster­ing an appreciation of the culture and hi story of the region and the university . Delegates from colleges and universities throughout the coun­try are being invited to the formal inauguration. Dr. William Friday, president of the Univer­sity of North Carolina, will preside at the inauguration and conduct the formal installation of Dr. Robinson . Governor Jim Holshouser is scheduled to attend, bringing the official greetings of the state to the new chancellor. Delivering the inaugural address will be Clifford R. Hardin, former U. S. Secretary of Agriculture and now chairman of the board of Ral­ston- Purina Company. Special greetings to the chan­cellor will be brought by Clifford Lovjn , the vice chairman of the Faculty-Administration Senate ; Donna Clemer, president of the Student Body ; Keith R. Hundley of Washington , D. C., president of the WCU Alumni Association; James H. Glenn, chairman of the board of trustees and William A. Dees, Jr., of Goldsboro, chair­man of the board of governors. A formal academic procession , in which all visiting delegates and the Western Carolina faculty will take part will be a part of the ina uguration . All university stu­dents are invited to the inaugu­ration and have been urged by Dr. Jody to attend. Special invitations have been sent to honor students , and they will receive recognition after the procession. An inaugural luncheon will be held in Dodson Cafeteria for visiting delegates and special guests including retired faculty and staff members and members of the families of the founders. Because of limited seating, the luncheon will be by invitation. Congressman Roy A. Taylor will be the luncheon speaker. At noor. , the " Hallways of Time," an exhibition of historical artifacts, pictures and other dis­plays depicting the growth and development of the institution will open in Belk Building. The exhibition will remain opened until 2:00 and then will reopen from 3:00 until 10:00 p.m. " Hallways of Time" will pre­sent a capsule history of WCU. On hand ~viii be displays consisting of artifacts and memorabilia of Western's four founders, Robert L, Madison , Alonzo C. Reynolds, H1ram T. Hunter and William E. Bird. A portrait of Madison painted by his wife, and Mrs. Madison's portrait will be dis­played along with those of the other early founders. " Hallways of Time" will be concluded with a sound-film strip which will offer a more detailed history of the university. The exhibition is free to all students, faculty , members of the university community and guests . Refreshments will be served in the foyer of Belk Building at the conclusion of each show. At2:30 p.m. , the Founders Day program will open in Memorial Stadium, with Frank H. Brown, Jr ., vice chancellor for develop­ment and extended services, pre­siding . All "oldtimers" and foun­ders and members of their fami­lies will be given special recog­nition and President Emeritus Paul A. Reid will speak. At this time, the pageant, "Dream 6 Long Shadow" will be presented. fr!t 6tg·~ii,a:~~td~~r ~e~~~~cu:t Whitmire Stadium , followed by entertainment by Lula Belle and Scotty Wiseman of country music fame, the Marc Pruett Band, and the Bill Nichols Family Cloggers. Exhibition square dancing and square dancing for all who want to join in has been planned. The " Hallways of Time" will reopen at 4 p.m. and remain open until 10 p.m . Campus bus tours for visitors are being arranged by the Student Government As­sociation. Many persons planning to at­tend the_ festivities are planning to dress m clothes reminiscent of the turn of the century. Historic W ehster Huge Success Historic Webster Week, spon­sored by the Webster Historical Society and occurring July 4 through July 7 at the former Webster School was by all ac­counts a huge success. Excellent organization , careful planning, and enthusiastic implementation of the plans resulted in a celebra­tion unequaled in form er July Fourths in Jackson County. Crowds thronged the grounds, halls and rooms . Food, entertain­ment and games abounded. It was a time for renewing acquain· lances and visiting with old friends , for many had planned their vacation trips to Jackson County to coincide with the week 's festivities . Days of hard work were neces­sary to clean a nd put into usable shape the grounds and the build­ing for the week 's events. Spen­cer Clark aided by community helpers, accomplished this with great dispatch . Paul and Linda c- • ., overall chairmer., ..vorked tirelessly in planning , assigning responsibil­ities , and assisting in the imple­mentation of the Special Events. The celebration began at five o'clock Thursday , July 4, with a delicious dinner catered by Can­terbury Inn and served in the auditorium by Webster women. At seven were the flag raising ceremonies by Boy Scout Troop No. 903 of Webster. With Roy Baker, Mayor of Webster , serv­ing as Master of Ceremonies, Mr. Arthur Allman and Mrs. Lillie Rhinehart were introduced as Mr. and Mrs. Historic Webster. Belly Price, President of the Webster Historical Society, pre­sented the two with beautifully inscribed scrolls made by Eliza­beth Keyes of Sylva. At eight o'clock in the audi­torium , eight students , the " Uni­versity Players," from the De­partment of Speech and Theatre Arts of Western Carolina Univer­sity, gave an hour's program of readings and music in keeping with the Fourth of July theme. Their director was Dr. Kathleen Carr of the drama department of the university. A precision smooth perfor­mance by the Webster Cloggers, country music and square danc­ing rounded out the evening. Friday, July 5, brought the opening of the Arts and Crafts booths to which the crowds flocked. Much interest was evinced in the quilting , weaving and wood carving. Many attrac­tive handmade articles were for sale by the Junior Homemakers Club . Linda Perry, with her dulcimer, entertained the visi· tors. On the school grounds, games and contests supervised by James Roper, delighted young and old. A buffet dinner, catered by Canterbury Inn , was followed at 7:30 by the WCU production "The World of Carl Sandburg."' The Arts and Crafts booths were again open on Saturday. Martha Willis of Appalachian Shop presented in a room , set aside for that purpose, contin­uous s~owings of films on Ap­palachian culture. Bingo in ano· ther room provided entertain­ment for the foot weary. On the school grounds in the afternoon, the Horse Show drew a large attendance. The mouth watering aroma of barbecued pork and chicken, cooked in an open pit , filled the air. Later, this meat provided the main item in the dinner served in the auditor­ium by the Jaycees. A second performance at 7:30 p.m. of "The World of Carl Sandburg" was the highlight of the evening. Country music and square dancing concluded the day's events. Sunday, July 7 at 1:00 p.m . was Continued On Page 3 l\lr. Arthur Allman receiving his scroll from Betty Price. --+X+---+>0< ....... ..-•e• - ~+- ,- .~.00.-+)0..~¢ Buy A Cookbook it is st ill nvlrc than two months until Christmas and already your mailboxes a rc filling up with catalogues frnm a ll rJV er the country with a mi lliQn suggestions fQr gift s. Christmas shopping should really not. be a chm·e this year. For each family Qn your Chri stmas gift list, there shf)uld be a t least nne CQpy of The Webster Cookbook. It can a lmost be guaranteed that Christmas will be merrier if The Webster Cookbook is found under the tree. But dnn"t wai t until that mQrning to open. If you do delay. it may be toQ late to cook the special holiday dinner that is described in the bnQk. It tells how to prepare an Qld fashioned western North Carolina dinner from sillabub to rQast tu rkey to fresh cocQnut cake. There is llQ dQubt that The Webster Cookbook wi ll be the most ptJpular present opened that morning. Not only will you enjQy reading the favori te recipes Qf your friends and neighbors. but alsiJ you just won 't be able to keep from smiling l)r giving a sigh when you read Dorothy Moore's recollection of a snQwy Christmas day in early twentieth century Webste r. The snQW, the candlelight, the carols drifting up the road from the Methodist Church, the table groaning under its weight of holiday foQd . It all still sounds like Webster. \'Qu'll want to tarry Qver Florence Rhinehart's sketches--t he court house , the old school , the Hedden Hnuse. the MQQre House--and remember the fun there. If you have 111f)VCd away, you will wish you were there ; and if you still live in Webster, you'll be glad. There is just tQO much to describe, but it is a book fQr all seasQns. You can as easily plan a summer dinner with Dottie Thornburg's grapefruit salad as you can a fall supper with lea ther britches beans and cornbread. If you ~rc looking for adventures in cooking, cooking the old lime way, you will wan t to try Florence Fisher's recipes fnr wild game. Even if you don't have the meat to cook "her way" you wi ll enjoy reading the way she did it. The first editiQn of The Webster Cookbook. a hard back book with a colored dust jacket of the village from Riverwood Hill , will be off the press in November. If orders con tinue tQ come in as t_hey are coming now , the books may be sold out by the lime they arrive from the publishe,·. If you have ordered your copy, remember to get one fm a holiday present for a friend or relative. If you don't use your order blank oass it on to ::i friend who mav not have seen it. We guarantee it as a book you will be proud to own and have on your book shelf. Joe Parker Rhinehart -~¢(~:•. "1!'-+-.,.e, --.}¢(-.-~...-.,-.,_.-,_.:_~.:,;;:._~;:~_;-+::;:) +-'""'·~·~~<!f~ Page 2 HISTORIC WEBSTER FALL !974 Country Store An old·fashioned Country Store materialized in a former class­room for Historic Webster Days. Gray, barn, time weathered boards on loan from Dr. Ralph Morgan provided a folksy back­drop to tables of home baked breads , cakes, cookies, fresh and home canned produce and hand­made crafts. The old timey feeling was enhanced by the loan of many treasured fam ily heirlooms from Webster folks . Many people were drawn to the store by all these relics from the past. The young people couldn 't even guess what most of them were. They includ­ed a handcrank corn sheller, a large iron wash pot and a butter press lent by Hattie and Dan Cowan ; and many small kitchen items including an iron , cabbage shredder, leather britches and dried herbs belonging to Marilyn Jody and Betty Price. The baked goods were displayed in old cases from Roy Baker's shop, which were donated by him to the Webster Historical Society. The scale from the old Webster sto re, sti ll in good working order, was on loan to the Country Store from Helen Cowan. Barbara Mann lent her extensive tool and utensil collection. This was Another news brief: Our So­ciety President has been appoint­ed Director of Jackson County's Bi-Centennial celebration in 1976 which promises to be an exciting year nationwide . Your ideas are solicited. :l!t:::;:::::;::::::::::~:::::::'fili Staff EDITORS Mrs. Louise Davis Ms. Alice Harri ll Dr. Marilyn Jody TYPISTS Mrs. Sara Barret Mrs. Jennie Lou Hunter CONTRIBUTORS Mrs. Isabel Carlton Mrs. Elizabeth Keys Mr. James A. Madison Mrs. Diane Nicholson ;:;: Mr. Joe Parker Rhinehart ;:;:- ;t:::;:;:;:;:~f~:::?::~:~~:~~::~~:~~~~:;::::::::~? ~ounted on one wall and pro­vided many a visitor with lots of good fun , remembering and guesswork . An heirloom calico ta ble cloth belonging to Mildred Cowan covered the craft table. A beehive string holder from the post office provided package wrapping material. The Flower Garden Quilt was won by Ethel Buchanan, a Web­ster resident. Southwestern Technical Institute, Extension Division donated their work on the quilt. Special demonstrations brought crowds into the Country Store on Friday and Saturday afternoons. Hattie Cowan de­monstrated butter churning, with the eager assistance of several onlookers. The delicious results were sold before the demonstra­tion was fini shed. Susan Morgan demonstrated spinning and Martha Fraker showed backstrap weaving. Ar­lene Stewart set up her broom making equipment and compl e­ted two brooms. Judging by the overflow crowd and many questions to a talk and di splay of herbal medicine by Marina Shebitz, there is a wide­spread renewal of interest in the medicine used by our forefathers. Mrs. Shebitz did a brisk business with her golden seal and myrrh , and comfrey sa lves. A store feature enjoyed by the young people was a checkerboard and a coupl e of old nail kegs for sitting on and just whiling away time in a fri endly game or two . The Country Store was offici­ally open from 10-6 Friday and Saturday. It was so popular that plans are to open evenings too next year. One of Webster 's oldest resi­dents, Miss Lucy Hedden, hon· ored the store with her enthus­iastic help. Other storekeepers in old fashioned attire incluried Judy Bacon, Laura Coffey , Judy Coyle, Ann McFadden, Lois Po­wers, Lolly Safford , Gracia Sla­ter , Gail Wilson and Carol Wood. The Country Store sold all the homemade breads, brownies, cookies and goodies we could bake or borrow . In addit ion , by actual count, we sold 274 five cent candy sticks, canned goods , Cherokee Sheltered Workshop beads, brooms, patchwork pil­lows, corn shuck dolls, and other crafts. Submitted by: Gracia Slater World Of Carl Sandburg " rhe World of Car l Sandburg" was presented at the 1/\ebs fer School on July 5 and 6 preceded by dinner each evening. The presentation by the players was fantastic and enJoyed by all who attended. rhe play was compi led and adapted by Norman C.orw in and covered the works ot Car l Sa ndburg tram lhe crad le to the grave. It was a compilation ot song, prose, and poetry displaying Mr. Sandburg's sense ot humor, sen se of beauty and sense of t ragedy. r he players were Nancy Hammill ot Brevard, James [ ichling of Pumpkin Town, and Robert Zipperer of Ra leigh. Dr. Kathleen Ca rr ot the Department ot Speech and rheatre Arts at Western Carolina Uni vers ity was the director. The Webster Cookbook Drawer W Webster, North Carolina 28788 Or der Form From The Scrapbook (From the Jackson County Journal) Dr. A. S. Nichols and Miss Rosa Cole were very nearly going down the Tuckaseigee without the aid of a boat. Not supposing the river to be so full , they drove their buggy into the stream and in the middle of it the mule refused to go on . The water was running over the top of the buggy. It looked as if Miss Cole would be drowned, but just at the right time a dar key on a mule went into the river and rescued Miss Rosa first and afterwards the Dr. <From the Jackson County Journal> Webster is still in the lead . One of her progressive children , 0 . B. Coward, has put down the first piece of paved side walk ever seen in Jackson County. He has finished up about 40 ft. in front of his store and it looks so pretty that Mr. Joe Rhinehart just across the street is almost ready to put the cement on the walk in front of his store. If our good people will keep this work up, the people of Jackson county will yet be proud of Webster. Who will follow th e example set? Wild-Gribble <From the J ackson County Journal) A pretty home wedding was celebrated at the home of Mr. Rufus Gribble, in Savannah township, at eleven o'clock on Wednesday morning, June 7. The contracting parties were Mr. Charlie Wild, of Webster, and Miss Effie Gribble, rl a u {l:~' :·r oi Mr. Rufus Gr ibble. .~. 11 ..: brides­maids ·.; ere Misses Carrie Bum­garner and Julie Frizell. The groomsmen were Messrs . J . T. Gribble and John Stewart. Miss Bumgarner was maid of honor. The ceremony was performed by the writer in the presence of a large number of relatives and friends, all of whom joined in wishing th e young couple a happy and prosperous life . Immedia tely after the cere­mony the bridal party left for the home of the groom where a large number were gathered to receive and welcome the bride and groom. Soon aft er the arrival the guests were invited into the dining room where a bountiful dinner was served , which was very much enjoyed by the large number present. Then, after an hour 's pleasant conversation, about the house and on the lawn, the guests departed to their homes, all expressing good wish­es for the happy young couple. May God 's richest blessings ever attend their pathway. V. L. Marsh (Mr. V. L. Marsh was Webster circuit preacher in 1903·1905.) Enclosed isS------:---- Send .""!e-----c.opies of THE WEBSTER COOKBOOK a t S6.00 plus .75 fo ~ wrappmg and ma tltng . North Carolina residents add .2-4 sales ta x. Indicate on ~e parate ~ h ~e t _ d books are to be mailed to other than person making order . Gift cards will be tncluded .1 f tnd tcaled. NAME ADDRE SS CITY -------- STATE------ ZIP--- Additional Members Of The Webster Historical Society Omitted rrom the First Charter List Barrett, Dr. A. L. Cannon , Mrs. Lewis Leonard, Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Potts, Mr. and Mrs. Hubert Simpson, Mr. and Mrs. Ray Sutton, Mrs. Fred North Carolina North Carolina North Carolina North Carolina North Carolina North Carolina Additional Charter Members Allman , Aian Ashe, Zeb Allison , Hannah Allison , Roy Brown, David Hall Brown, Frank H. Brown, Sara Cowan Bryson , Mr. and Mrs. J . S. Buchanan, Ruth Bumgarner, Ernest Burrell, Conrad Byer, Katherine S. Cagle, Harry Chester, Lawrence M. Cogdill , Bonnie Cogdiii , Pat Cowan, Frank Cowan, Dr. and Mrs. William J. Coward, Mr. and Mrs. Ray Cross , Mrs. Mary Crowe, Mrs. Dewey Davis, Chris Davis, Robert Dewees, Mrs. Mary E . Evans, Mr. and Mrs. Jim Gauzens, Mr. and Mrs. T. 0 . Hager, Mrs. Sue Hall , Robert C. Harding , Mr. and Mrs. Robert Hooker , Robert Hughes, Glenn Jakes, Mr. and Mrs. Robert Kneedler, Mr. and Mrs. Jay Kennedy , Mrs. F . R. Kinsland , Mr. and Mrs. Tommy McCoy, Padgett McCray, Mrs. Jane McDonald, Mrs. M. F. Mabry, Mr. and Mrs. Malcom Massie, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Miller, Mr. and Mrs. Donald Morgan, Dr. and Mrs. Ralph Nichols, Mrs. Mary B. Painter , Mr. and Mrs. Eldridge Pangle, Jr ., Mr . and Mrs. Henry D. Parris, Mr. and Mrs. John Peacock, Richard Perry, Mr. and Mrs. Dwain Phillips, Charles H. Purser , Sara B. Rathbun , Mrs. A. A. Roper , Mr. and Mrs. John Rowlson , Mrs. Hannah Lou Searcy, James Shore, Miriam Y. Sitten, David D. Smith, Reverend Joe Smith, June T. Sumner, Florence Walker, Mrs. W. Queally Widman, Mr. and Mrs . F. W. Williams, Max R. Wilson , Mr. and Mrs. Bobby Woodard, Jr ., Charles D. Wright, Mrs. C. C. 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    Historic Webster Vol. 6 No. 2

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    Historic Webster is a newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc., created at the Society’s founding in 1974. The publication helped to serve the Society's mission of collecting and preserving the history of Webster, North Carolina. Webster, established in 1851, was the original county seat for Jackson County.newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc. • p VOLUME VI, NUMBER 2 WEBSTER, NORTH CAROLINA SPRING, 1979 On the Scene with Lawrence C. Frizzell ''Entertainment'' Entertainments around Web­ster in my day were few and far between, but when the Ingle Sisters put on a show in the courtroom everybody turned ot and enjoyed it to the limit. The three sisters played violins (fid­dles) with a flair that brought down the house. There was also a tight wire act that was pretty good, and several other things to round out the show. After­ward a number of fiddles ap­peared in the community and music was heard over the coun­tryside. Some of us stretched wires or ropes between posts and tried to imitate the tight rope artists, with scant success. Social activity was rather limited in those days. Occa­sionally there would be a dance, or something called a "candy pullingn to vary the monotomy. the "candy" was molasses mix­ed with a little flour to help thicken it and boiled until it was quite thick. When it had cooled somewhat, a boy and a girl would grease their palms with butter, take a big gob of the mollasses in their hands , and, facing each other, stretch the candy between them in loops and pull it back and forth until it was smooth, firm , and a little creamy. It was then placed on plates and was eaten with much appreciation. "Court Week", held twice a year, also varied the monotomy a little. " Week" was not quite accurate, because court usuaJly lasted two weeks, and brought a lot of people in to town for the litigation. In addition to the jurors and litiga nts , lawyers from adjoining counties usually were in attendance. The local lawyers included Walter E. Moore, Felix Alley, Will Sherril, and Coleman Cowan. mr. Moore usually put on quite a show with his impassioned speeches in de­fense of his clients. Mr. Cowan occupied an office on the north side of the courthouse, and his light, which was visible from our house above the cemetery, was almost always shining until late at night. He later built himself an office between Mr. Oscar Coward's store and Cap­tain Terrill's house where his secretary , Miss Ethel Leather­wood, held forth. He later married her as I remember. She was able to take shorthand, which was an unusual accom­plishment in Webster . He met an untimely death in the early twenties when his car ran over him as he was opening a gate up on Locust Creek. He and his brother Napoleon, the minister, were among the most outstand­ing of the old residents of Webster. Another of the out­standing and brilliant attorneys was Frank Ray of Franklin. At that time there were two hotels , or boarding houses, in Webster ; the Mountain View Hotel, owned and operated by Mr. F. H. Leatherwood, and the Coward House, owned operated Continued On Page 3 Mrs. Allison was daughter of early WNC family Eugenia Johnston Moore was 19 years old when this photograph was taken. This is a copy of a tintype. By Eugenia Johnston Moore Allison I, was born September 10, 1878 at Brasstown, North Carolina, Clay County. My parents, Daniel Killian Moore of Buncombe County, North Carolina , and Matilda Caroline Dickey of Cherokee County, North Carlina were married October 28, 1868. To this union five children were born: Fred, Blanche, Harriet, Lucinda Margaret and I, the youngest. My parents were well educated for their day and taught us to love reading and other educational things. I was about six years old when I started to school in a one room school house with logs for fuel and one teacher and the school lasted three months with two weeks out for "fodder pulling". I grew up on a farm where we always had horses, cows, hogs, sheep, and chickens to supply good food for a growing family. My father , a son of colonel Charles Moore, was born where Enka now stands and grew to manhood there, being educated in Sand Hill Academy. He was born on October 23, 1845. Many of the citizens of his day were educated there. My mother, born May 13, 1846, after attending school near her home went to school at Franklin and boarded with "Uncle Jack" Johnston and wife, who was cousin Eugenia Siler Johnston. My mother named me for this very prominent couple of Franklin, Macon County, North Carolina. My grandmother, Harriet Lowery Siler, a daughter of Esther Siler, is where we trace our relationship to the Silers in Macon County. My grandfather Moore was married twice, first to a Miss Penland, and to this union was born a son, Hamilton, cousin Walter Moore's father, and a daug-hter A valine, who married Jack Alvin Candler, Charlie Candler's grandfather . .In later years he married Lucinda Killian and there were six children; one daughter, Margaret Eliza, who married Julius Alexander, and five sons, including my father,· who was a Confederate veteran ~nd lieu­tenant. David was in the Confederate army and was killed and buried in Richmond, Virginia. J ames was a doctor and a bachelor, who went to Arkansas and practiced there. Robert was also in the Confederate army and a captain. Samuel was the youngest and he went a lso the Arkansas, where he married, lived and died, leavmg two daughters there. Of the five sons, three of them had o~e son each and each one made a lawyer and later m hfe each Judge: Hamilton, cousin Walter 's fath er ; Robert, cousin Charlie's father ; and Daniel, my father , who was Fred's father was elected the youngest judge in North Carolina. He died in 1908 a the age of 38. Continued On Page 2 Webster meant school, church, friends By Anne Morgan Sea lor When my father and mother, Mr. and Mrs. William H. Mor­gan, bought the F . H. Lea th­erwood house, on Webster's Main Street about 1919, and we moved from Sylva to Webster, I was six years old. I remember how excited we children were about living right in the middle of Webster, close to school and church. We did not have to go by buggy into "Town" anymore, although that was a big thrill too. We enjoyed getting acquain­ted with all the new neighbors. On one side lived Mrs. Eugenia Allison , who was also the post master and a marvelous neigh­bor. On the other side lived, first Mr. and Mrs. Swanger and later Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Woody, and farther up the street, Mrs. Mattie McKee and just across the street Mr. and Mrs. Joe Hoyle. Needless to say they all had good sized familie.s. which meant a lot of children to play with. There was great excitement about being able to walk to school and come home at lunch time, which we did except in very bad weather. My first trip to the school house was with my older brother, and he timed the walk to see just how long it took us. We had instructions for "no stopping" along the way. My first visit to Mr. Lewis Broyles' store was with my father. I was duly impressed with him , as he gave me a piece of candy in the shape and of the color of a peach. My father pro­bably paid him for it, but I do not remember that part of the story. I think everyone in Web­ster loved Mr. Broyles. He was never in a hurry nor did he loose patience with any customer. During the hot summer months, almost every week-end there was an ice cream supper in the natural park in front of his store. I remember my mother helping with the arrangements, and my older brothers were very good at truning the handles on the ice cream machines. Our house was an "L shape" There was an outside door for every room, far too many for my mother to worry about, so my father tore down two of the rooms. We had the deepest well around, about 110 feet I think. When it came to drawing water from it I thought it was a mile. Most of the people who gathered at the post office twice a day for their mail , would draw water from the well, because it was very cold. We always had a social time just before "mail time" and a lot of people would s it on our front porch waiting for Mr. Authur Allman, who carried the mail from Sylva to Webster for a ll the years I was in Webster. We enjoyed the news Mr. Allman brought, and of course the tales he used to tell about his experiences, even his Continued On Page 4 Mr. and Mrs. William H. Morgan, about 1919. Page 2, HISTORIC WEBSTER, Spring, 1979 Mrs. Eugenia Moore Allison was Webster's Continued From Page I My gra ndfather Moore, of Scot Irish descent, left Scotland on account of religious persecution and went to Ireland. He came to American and settled in Buncome County. The brother who came with him settled in South Carolina. I remember my grandfather and grandmother Dickey very distinctly as I grew up in about a mile from where they lived and often visited them : My grandfather was a farmer and businessman and prominent in state and county affairs and represented Cherokee County in the legislature. After he died 1 often spent nights with grandma and helped her work when she had no one to help her about her housekeeping. My grandmother was a most lovable old lady and lived to a ripe old age. My father and mother begged her many times in her declining years to break up housekeeping and come and live with us , but she wanted to stay in her own home and died there. After learning as much as it seemed I could, I attended Hayesville High School a while and went to Aunt Myra Slagles and went to school there one session ; then later on , when I was almost grown, I lived at my brother Fred's and went to Asheville Normal School for more than a year until I went to see the Ringling Circus with my brother, who introduced a friend of his, a rather attractive and charming bachelor, who fe ll in love with me at first sight, he a lways said , ahd he "kinder swept me off my feet". So in one year we ~ot Jllarried. We lived a good and happy life and had four precious. children ; Ruth Rebecca , Thomas Brag, Jr ., Daniel Moore, and Isabella Josephine. Right here I failed to say th is charming bachelor was the late Thomas Bragg Allison of Webster, Jackson County, North Carolina . He was a wonderful husband and father and I had never known a sorrow until he sickened and died with Isabel was six months old. At almost 28 years I was left to train , educated and provide for a growing family with help fro both our good families and relatives. In the year 1908 after my husband's death in 1906, my mother and brother Fred died with the terrible typhoid fever and my precious little Tom sickened and died a few months later. After my husband 's death I moved to my father 's at Brasstown, Clay County, and lived there until December, 1908. After my mother's death , my father decided to move back with me to my home in Webster, where my ch ildren could haVe the advantage of a good school, nearby church, and be near cousin Walter Moore and our good Allison relatives and friends. My father lived with me until his death in February, 1920. He was a wonderful "Old Southern Gentleman" and was so much help to me in advising, controlling and guilding the children (and financially , too l. When Isa bel was 8 years old I was appointed postmaster at Webster and served the public to the best of my ability until! was 70 years of age and was automaticlly retired. My annuity check has been a great help and comfort to me all these years and enabled me to live in my own home. After my children were all married , and in their own homes, my oldest daughter Ruth, who had married John H. Morris and lived a happy life, was stricken with cancer and died November 13, 1942, leaving three precious children , John H. Morris, Jr ., age 10 years, Thomas Allison Morris, age 7 years and Mary Eugenia Morris, age 5 years. John was a wonderful father for them and he, Florence Fisher, the faithful colored woman who had lived with them since John H. Jr. , was born, and I did our best to look after and guide these precious children until John was married again. <Editor's Note : Mrs. Eugenia Allison was Webster's postma ster for thirty-four years. She wrote this biography years after she retired from her work . "Aunt Gene" was modest in her writing. She did not say that her grandfather was William Moore, who built the first house west of the Blue Ridge, that her husband was the first white child born in Webster. and that she was a mainstay in the Webster Community. She served on the offic ial board of the Webster United Methodist Church: she was a Eastern Star member: and she was a leader of theW. A. Enloe Daughters of the When Mrs. Allison passed away on Ocotber 17, 1970, at age 92, she was a great lady, who had the admiration and respect and love of her family . friends , and neighbors .) A wedding Last Wednesday at high noon the marariage ceremony of Miss Eugenia Moore and Mr. T. B. Allison, of Webster , was solemnized by Rev. J. T. Stover at the country home of the bride's parents, Mr. and Mrs. D. K. Moore, on Brasstown , 7 miles south of Murphy. The occasion was character­ized by a lithe quiet happiness of a home wedding. The bride wore a becoming dress of li~ht grey. She is a beautiful girl of many admirable and attractive qualities. The groom stands high in Jackson county as a business man and possesses personal traits that wins friends wher­ever he goes. Following the ceremony a delicious luncheon was served, after which the bride and groom , accompanied by several friends , left for their future home at Webster. On Wednesday night a recep­tion was given the bridal party by Mrs. Nettie Dickey at Drum­mers' Home, and those who know that house, so famous for clever entertaining and unstin­ted de licacies, know how that table was furnished. After sup­per the company was entertain­ed by Col. Walter Moore and Capt. J. E. Smith with violin and piano accompaniment by Miss Mamie Moore. The SCOUT wishes them much happiness in their future life. Miss Maggie Moore accom­panied the bridal party Thurs­day morning to Webster. - From THE CHEROKEE SCOUT, December 18, 1899. Row I (L-Rl L 1921 Mrs. Allison on 1 Moore, Dan Allison, Isabel Allison, 1\ Allison and her children were living i Bragg Allison , Jr., and Isabella Jose[ Hicks Wilson House. The building on Morris, are in front of the post office Mrs. Allison and children ( L-R) Rul Webster home. 4. 1954 Mrs. Allison a Caroline Matilda Dickey Moore. 2. t Eugenia Moore Allison. , post master for 35 years he steps ol her home (built 1850 by Dr. C.Z. Candler's lather). In the photograph are (L-R) Enloe :rs. Fred (Lela) Moore, Dan Moore, and Mrs. Allison. 2. 1908 This photograph was taken when Mrs. n Brasstown, North Carolina. Children (L-R) Daniel Moore Allison, Ruth Rebecca Allison, Thomas 1hine Allison. 3. 1924 Mrs. Allison is in front of her house known as the Gribble House. It was also the the right was the Masonic Hall. Row 2. t. 1939 Mrs. Allison and her granddaughter, Mary Eugenia located in the corner of her yard. The mail bags are ready to be picked up by Arthur Allman. 2. 1916 11, Isabel, and Dan are on the porch of their house in Webster. 3. 1958 Mrs. Allison in yard of her td her sister, Mrs. Blanche Allison. Row 3. I. 1900 Mrs. Allison's parents, Daniel Killian Moore and ()2 Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Bragg Allison and their daughter Ruth Rebecca in Webster. 3. 1958 Mrs. HISTORIC WEBSTER, Spring, 1979, Page 3, Recollections by Janice Monteith Blanton "Mrs. Eugenia Allison" I remember the winter I stayed at night with Mrs. Al­lison, londly relerred by many as "Aunt Gene," for a remark· able "salary" ol 50 cents a week! She usually spent the winter in Florida with her daughter, Isabel Carleton , but for some reason she chose to spend this particular winter in Webster, with me, a teenager, recruited as her nightly "guar­dian. " We lived next door, and I would go over to Mrs. Allison's each night around eight o'clock. Mrs. Allison, a d!gnified sou­thern lady, was remarkable in many ways. Rather ta ll , she was usually dressed in a cotton dress which always looked freshly pressed. Her snow white hair was very carefully pinned up on her head in a becoming style. constantly whistling and singing, Mrs. Allison was con­sistently happy. She always greeted me cheerlully, and we would sit together by the lire­place and chat or listen to records. One ol the hit records I particularly enjoyed on these evenings was " Mockingbird Hill." In r eflection, I am amaz­ed at how contentedly she, an elderly lady in her eighties, shared my musical interests and seemed so sincerely inter­ested in my teenage involve­ments that we discussed during these nightly visits. Each night when we were ready for bed, Mrs. Allison would take two old-fashioned irons sitting by the fireplace and carelully wrap each with a heavy towel or cloth. Our bedrooms were unheated and Col. Frizzell often icy cold in winter. When we went uostairs to bed. the last thing Mrs. Allison did each nigh-t was to open the two double windows in our rooms four to five inches wide- no matter what the temperature was out­side- and place one of the care­fully wrapped warm irons at my feet. She would then cheerlully bid me " Good Night" and take the other iron to her room to use. Each morning , I awaken to the cheery sound of her voice, calling me to breakfast. Shiver­ing, I would rush downstairs to the warm kitchen, heated pri­marily by a small, portable oil heater, to enjoy a hot breaklast or bacon , eggs, and the best toast I've ever eaten, made on an old toaster which " pressed" the bread tightly. I suppose the heated iron was a forerunner of the electric blanket; however, at the time, I remember thinking that open­ing windows in the dead of winter was a terrible idea. But, looking back on the experience, I realize that that winter was one of the healthiest of my lile 1 Certainly, the nightly compan­ionship of such a line lady made it one of my most memorable. Who knows , perhaps that cool, fresh night air was one of Mrs. Allison 's secrets for living such a long and healthy lile? Janice Monteith Blanton will continue to write a feature for lollowing issues ol HISTORIC WEBSTER. Mrs. Blanton grew up in Webster. She will report on people in the village whom she remembers. Court Week Fun Continued From Page I by Mr. Nathan and Mrs. Sophia Coward. She was known by everybody as "Aunt Soph" (Both these houses burned in the 1910 lire). The two hotels were totally inadequate to han­dle all the court week visitors, so they spread out into the country wherever they could find accommodations. We bare­ly had room for all the members of our family , but during court week we had many guests, lriends or my father throughout the county. My mother would make "pallets" on the floor for these guests, and they seemed happy with the primitive ar­rangements. Colonel Lawrence C. Frizzell, a son of W. D. and Ellen Long Frizzell. was born in Webster November 25, 1891. After school in Webster and college at North Georgia, he was given a com­mission in the army in 1917. He retired in 1946 and he and his wife now live in Fort Myers, Florida. Colonel Frizzell's column now is a re_gular l'eature in HIS­TORIC WEBSTER and in the next issue he will write about "Preachers." AJIIIIJ!MIIIMlD. ~HISTORIC~ 't'1 I'i ·;-\i~ WEBSTE! newsletler ol the Webster Historical Society, Inc. Spring. 1979 Webster. North Carolina 28788 Editor Joe P. Rhinehart Contributors : Janice Montieth Blanton, Lawrence C. Friz­zell. Isabel Allison Carlton. Mary Morris, Anne Morgan Seal or Published quarterly by the Webster Historical Society and printed by the Hera ld Publishing Company, Sylva, North Carolina Page 4, HISTORIC WEBSTER, Spring, 1979 Morgans had stamina of the pioneer family Continued From Page 1 hearty laugh, always left every­one in a good mood. My father, who was a car­penter by trade, worked away from home a great deal of time. frantic when I returned. I was so frightened after it was all over, I cried. My father loved horses and kept at least one for many years after he bought a car. In his almost two weeks later. He had a wild time picking the feathers off the chickens to make chick­en broth. A cook he was not, but he really tried, and the people did survive. We laughed many Anne Morgan Sealor remembers the Leatherwood House as looking like this when the Morgan family moved there in 1919. - I recall he worked on a lot of dams being built in Georgia and Tennessee. Tullulah Falls was a early one, then Alcoa , Calder­wood, Tennessee Valley, and Chickamauga. I'm sure there were others, but I do not remember them. He traveled on horseback for a long time, and then he bought a Model-T Ford. When he brought it home all the older children got to drive it alone down to the school house and back. I had never been under a steering wheel, but my father said the only way to learn to drive was just like swim­ming; in other words, we were tossed into the water. I made my trip fine , but my mother was James, 1944 What has become of the six Morgan children? James (1009·1976 ~ joined the navy in 1927. After working in the Akron, Ohio, rubber fac· tories, he worked for thirty years at the Western Carolina Sanatorium in Black Mountain. l-Ie married Margaret Alcox earlier life he had depended on his "team" for a livelihood. He hauled lumber from Caney Fork to Sylva when he and my mother were first married, on November 24, 1907. After they moved to the "hollow" he kept a couple of horses for the grand­children to ride, but my mother used to say, he fooled no one with that story. He just loved having the animals around. I vividly recall one very bad winter, about 1920, when every­one in the town had influenza and my dad was the only one who did not. He tried to take care of everyone. He went for a doctor, but he was so busy he could not come

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    Historic Webster is a newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc., created at the Society’s founding in 1974. The publication helped to serve the Society's mission of collecting and preserving the history of Webster, North Carolina. Webster, established in 1851, was the original county seat for Jackson County.newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc. VOLUME VII, NUMBER 2 WEBSTER, NORTH CAROLINA SPRING, 1981 1940 Flood Brings Disbelief, Disaster By Dale Coward Tuckasegee was named for the Cherokee Indian town which stood beside the river, Tsiksitsi, which means "crawling terrapin," named after the sluggish movement of the water. "Tuckasegee" is a lso a poem by Kathryn Strip­ling Byer and I am sure there is river water still flowing in the blood streams of all of us who grew up at Webster in those days so long ago. About the same time that war clouds were gathering over Europe and the mysterious Far East, storm clouds were moving over the Western Carolina mountains, that were to bring disbelief and disaster that would go down in mountain history as the worst flood to ever hit Western North Carolina. "There is no school today. You might as well go on back home. Everything is washed away." These were the words that Edna Rogers spoke to me as I met her coming down Cemetery Road that August morning forty years ago. The power had been off for some time and Tanyard Branch was roaring louder than usual in heavy rains, but we were unaware of the disasterous ... .. ... > <(_ -<' --·~ ~ • • .:r ~ 1..-; ·' ;...!r, \1:~ 11- . . '~--~~ ~~~·'4:1l~~'ii;::~"' » _ ,., conditions that prevailed just over the ridge that separated us from the river. This was great news to a six-year-old boy, a few days into the first grade and still skeptical about school. I turned and ran back down the gravel road, almost dropping my tin lunch box, grinning all the way. After telling the news to my folks, my father grabbed the Kodak camera and we climb­ed into our 1927 Buick sedan and started out to see wha i was going on. Our first stop was near the school at the top of Town Hill. We could see the water up near the Cowan houses on the opposite side of the river. People were observ­ing the water from several dif­ferent points up and down the river. There was a large group down where the bridge had been standing only a few hours before. Years later, parts of the steel from the bridge could be seen in the Hall Turn where it had come to rest in a watery grave. We then made pictures of the scene before us , and <Continued on page 2) The Webster Baptist Church is isolated by the 1940 flood which washed out th£' Webstt"r BridgE" and all otht"r Jackson Co unt~' bridges. Tht' washed-out road ends at tht> flooded river's t•dge. Page 2. HISTORICAL WEBSTER, Spring, 1981 Webster Remembers 1940 Fh The Tuckasegee River rages out of its banks and isolates the Webster Baptist Church. Photo taken from School House I-I ill. (All photographs were taken by Roger Coward and the cutlines are the information written by Coward on the back of th£' photographs. l (Continued from page I) then roae out to Sylva and on to Dillsboro. Only two weeks before, there had been a much smaller flood that had caused only minor damage, and my father and I had driven down to check on our good friend, Aunt Samantha Bumgarner, who lived just above the river at the mouth of Big Savannah Creek. The damage to her place was minor this time. The morning of August 29, was a different story; we could not get to Aunt Samantha's because every bridge from Glenville to Bryson City was gone. Aunt Samantha's house had been washed off its foun­dation and the churning waters had carried it down stream to disappear from sight, forever. When the water starting ris­ing, it rose six feet in fifty minutes. Seven lives were lost. Hundreds of livestock were carried to their death in the strong current. Property damage was astronomical. But with the true mountain spirit and a willingness to get things going again, our county was soon back in business with our eyes to the future, even if that future was going to bring us into World War II fifteen months later. The following quotations are the results of interviews with persons who lived along the river at that time: MILDRED COWAN I can't imagine sleeping through that, but we did! About four in the morning someone came and woke us up. We went out on the porch and there was the most eerie glow of light on the water that you have ever seen. I don 't know what a feeling that it did give us. There was so many people; there was a highway patrolman watching the bridge just down from our house. We were on the porch watching various things go down, and one thing that im­pressed me was this four­room house floating down with a lamp still burning on the table. Mama and I thought there was someone crying. Papa said, "Wait a minute, girls, that is a cat on the roof." Whether he told us that to ease our minds or not I don't know, but probably it was. Then when the bridge finally went out after being hit with box­cars and debris, this man hollered, " It's gone! That's it!" This happened on the night of my father's birthday , August 29, and I could never forget it for that reason for it was his birthday. The water Tuckasegee River floo Will Wooten house ;.md b came up to the edge of our yard. I was working in Sylva at the time for Dr. Chapman, and of course I couldn 't get to work the next day or the next. They came over to the other side of the river and hollered across to me. On Sunday I drove my little Plymouth seventy-two miles to get it on the other side of the river. Roy Cowan went with me and we drove through Franklin and down by Alarka and up through Bryson City and drove a Bridge and 1 other side of t from the house brought us a t the tern porar built. The Wil< Dan lived, wa1 the water was 1 feet of the ceil floor. The pian• turned over an the downstair guess the only it from goi: Tuckasegee River Flood. August :JO. 1940. Tuckasege(' Hiver flood ed August :m. l!t40. Allman farm foreground. llall farm bal·k. HISTORICAL WEBSTER, Spring, 1981 Page 3 lod With Shock And Disbelief tl. Arthur Allman house in repair foreground. The D. H. Hall house straight across river partly hidden by trees. arn gone. Water had r eceded eight feet when taken. August :m. IH40. cross the Ela )arked on the he river across . The Red Cross oat to use until y bridge was le home, where ; two-story and 1p to within two ing on the first >floated up and I it ruined all of l furniture. I thing that kept 1g were the chimneys on each end. There was a lot of debris backed up against it. That was a bad ex­perience for people to go through. LILLIE ALLMAN The water came up to the trees in our yard and left logs. The corn fields were all under water between us and the river. The water was up in our barn , and our cows stall was all planked up, and the water got so high that she floated out over the top between the loft and the stall. She had to swim up past the house and she went all the way to Webster. JOE RHINEHART I was driving a Trailways bus at the time, and I had been driving in hard rain all day. As I was coming down the Franklin highway past Cabe Hill I could see that the river was rising fast. As I passed the Leatherwood cabins just above the river, I could see people carrying things out of the cabins to safer ground. As I crossed the Dillsboro bridge and drove down into Dillsboro, there were two men standing there. I stopped and one of the men was Lenore Wilson. He said, "Boy, we've had it around here tonight! " The water was up to the door of the bus. I went on up to Veil's Cafe to get me some coffee and something to eat before going on home. I was probably the last one to cross the bridge before she went out. CLAUDE QUEEN (Manager of the Dillsboro and Sylva Electric Light Company) In August of 1940 there was nine inches of rain, and it real­ly washed everything away at the power house except where that new little machine was. Dill Jones was staying in the power house at the time. He lived in there and even died there a few years later. The water came up to my lot. It came within one hundred feet of Charlie Snyder's store. It got in the Snyder house below me and in the cabins across the street. My son, Tommy, and Chunk Morgan's two boys were swimming through the cabins in all that muddy water and all. After the water went down, me and Lenore Wilson went up the river to look at the damage. There wasn 't any power in Webster for two weeks. We walked up through there and the old Aunt Zedie Wells house was still standing. This man was running up and down the road in his under­wear drinking and cussing. The law finally had to take him to jail. That flood was really something. They had just started the Thorpe development and was pouring the footings for the power house and were work­ing on the power dam and tun­nel. After the flood, it took about a year to get it all started again. We switched over to Nantahala. They had a line into the papermill. We switched over that morning about daylight and got power back down to here. Everything toward Barkers Creek and Webster was out, but Scotts Creek wasn 't bothered. The line to Cullowhee was out, but Nan­tahala furnished Cullowhee at the time. It went out about the Ashe Bridge. We had one big line truck and and pickup at the time. The new bridge here at Dillsboro had been started about six months before ; they had the steel on it. After the flood, they put lumber on the lower section and made a walkway so you could walk across. They done that in about a day. The Cullowhee bridge was right new and of course it was destroyed. That flood caused a lot of damage. BOYD BROWN The water destroyed my silage field right here in front of my house between the highway and the river. When the Leatherwood cabins wash­ed away, they passed the house here like a convoy of ships and when they washed over the power dam, the side ditches were full of fish. You could just go out there and dip them up. The water come up to the edge of my yard, and all of the highway was under water. POLK ALLMAN It had rained for about three days and nights. The night that the flood came it was a constant roar , just like so many jets coming. Maude was canning pears that night, and me and Jimmy had made us a bed on the kitchen floor and went to sleep. Maude got through canning the pears about midnight and got us up and we went and looked out. In the East and South we could hear this racket. We figured it was a cloudburst coming from (Continued on page 4) Dillsboro Power Plant and Ice Plant destroyed by flood. Iron Bridge swept orr pilla•·s and straightened with river. Water receded nine or trn f<"et when takt·n. August :10. 1940. PAGE 4, HISTORIC WEBSTER Spring, 1981 Recollections by Janice Monteith Blanton Periodically, as I act or think in certain ways or remember how I learned to do a particular thing, I am reminded of one or more of my former Webster neighbors who may have influenced or taught me. Recently , as I was trying to teach my six year old son to "tell time," I thought of the time I had learned and who had · ~nfluenced " the learning. I'm afraid I was older than my son- eight years old, in fact. I'll never forget: I was in the third grade at Webster School. Mrs. Mary Cowan, my teacher, sent me to the principal's office after school to see what time it was. I entered the office and asked the principal the time; he said, "You tell me," and I replied, " I can't." That was the beginning of my first lesson in time because I was sent back to Mrs. Cowan to learn to tell time be lore I left school that very same afternoon! Well, needless to say, I wanted to go home and eat and natural­ly, Mrs. Cowan wasn't excited about staying into the night, so we cooperated in a very positive way and, as a result, I did learn to " tell time" that day! That principal was Mr. Ernest Penland who remained principal at the school through my graduation and until consolidation in 1961. As I reminisced about Mr. Penland and the time-telling experience, it was easy to recol1ect many other situations, where he influenced, contributed to, and supported my and other Webster youths' personal development. Come to think of it, there is a whole passel of Penlands whose memory I retain fondly for a variety of reasons . There were, and are, Penlands here, there, and everywhere- in the store, in the church, in the school, in the neighborhood , and all around. When I was growing up, Mr. Ernest Penland, Sr., was one of two local store proprietors, a competent tiller of the soil, a good family man, and a respected Christian. He and his son, George, were responsible for several of Webster's finest gardens and gave me my first insight into "farm­ing." I do believe the care and apparent pleasure they ex­hibited in tending God's " little Webster acres" must have had some influence on my appreciation of nature and love for getting my hands dirty . I don't think that either Mr. Penland or George would be too unhappy with us for ap­plying this love to flowers rather than vegetables. In fact, maybe Mrs. Margie Penland is responsible for this since she could always boast some of Webster 's most beautiful flowers. Mrs. Penland always seemed to be either " put­ting up" the harvest of the male Penlands' efforts in the vegetable gardens or diligently caring for the lovely flowers. Ah, that reminds me of Aunt Dess Allison, Mrs. Penland's sister who lived with the Penlands for as long as I can remember. Both she and Mrs. Penland were, and Mrs. Penland still is, strikingly beautiful ladies with love­ly white hair. Aunt Dess is one of the Webster ladies I have to thank for "aJlowing" me to learn to roll hair and give permanents. She was willing to be a "guinea pig" permit· ling me to be her beautician, by rolling her hair each week and periodically giving her permanents. It was enjoyable to visit and chat with these devoted sisters; they influenc­ed the community in a very positive way through both their home and church. When my son, Samuel, begs me, "Read some more, Mom," I am reminded of Mrs. Pauline Cowan, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Penland, Sr. Mrs. Cowan was my sixth grade teacher; she devoted a portion of the after­noons to reading to her classes. The usual resounding, "Please, Mrs. Cowan, read another chapter!" was testimony to her ability to make books "come alive" for her students. I thank her for the many hours she devoted to this important aspect of learning and my resulting love of reading. Yes, it was a fortunate day for Webster when Mr. and Mrs. Penland moved into the "old jail." Their contribu­tions to Webster's fine heritage both personally and through the admirable family will be felt in the lives of Webster folks for many years to come. We're all thankful that Penl ands were, and are, here, there, and everywhere. I have tremendous respect for the Penland family; "time will tell" just how important the several Penlands are to Webster 's history. "Blow The Tannery W~istle" By Gary Neil Carden Remember the tannery whistle? If you're over thirty-five and a Jackson County native, it probably affected your life in some way. That long, mourn­ful wail carried a long way: to Beta, Dillsboro, and Webster. It blew for morning shifts at the plant, proclaimed 12 o'clock, and announc.ed " quit­tin' time." Housewives syn­chronized clocks and prepared meals by that whistle; it clos­ed the stores on Main Street and awaked the "graveyard shift." Sometimes it announced special events: New Year's Day and the Fourth of July. It blew for Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941, and it blew for V -J Day. And once, in a best-forgotten, late-night inci­dent , when a psychedelic nor­thern lights display frightened the tarrery 's graveyard shift, it blew to announce the end of the world. Some anxious husbands forded Scott's Creek in an attempt to beat Gabriel 's horn. That whistle even influenc­ed language in Jackson Coun­ty. If you wanted to express extreme awe, disbelief, or ad­miration, you simply said, " Well , blow the tannery whistle.! " When the local drunk went up to the mourner's bench, when a wor­thless relative showed up look­ing prosperous, when the spinster aunt got married , you always reverently muttered, " Well , blow the tannery whistle." I was raised by a grand­father who worried about his ·"quare" grandson. I showed definite signs of being worth­less. I was left-handed, read " funny-books," and hung out at the Ritz Theatre on Satur-day. Nevertheless, he invested in my dubious future, and I at­tended Western Carolina University. Il took me five years to graduate. But , on my belated graduation day, despite the fact that he had a malignant cancer that had reduced him to the weight and stature of a small boy, my grandfather came. While I was standing in front or Hoey auditorium , complete with mortar-board, gown , and diploma, and spoke in a barely audible whisper. " Well, blow the tannery whistle! " he said. A native or Jackson County, Gary Carden has returned to a home high on the Sylva side or King's Mountain where he could hear the tannery whistle i£ it still blew. He works with Southwestern North Carolina Planning and Economic Development Commission in Bryson City. Flood Brings Disaster <Continued £rom page :n up the river. We had never seen rain like this. I had bought a new Dodge truck on Monday and it wasn't raining that day. I went to Sam Buchanan's and got the timbers to build the bed with that I was fixing up for my rolling store business. I back­ed it under the barn shed and I worked all of the day that the flood come that night. The rain never let up through the day. It was almost solid water. The next morning we slept late and didn't know anything was goin on till Howard Allman, Uncle Frank's boy, came around the hill above their big house and come out to our house. He said, " Polk, get up and look out." I got up and looked out the window. I had a big hog pen right below the bridge setting on locust posts . It was three stalls and had five or six hogs in it, and the horse lot going down !rom the barn was plank about five feet high. My hog pen was down at our bridge there in that little bottom floa ting around like a ship. I didn 't know where the hogs were ; they wasn't in it. They had floated out to safety. The hog pen floated upright where we crossed the branch and floated around for awhile that morn­ing. When the water started down, it went right on down and crossed both fences and went back to almost its foun ­dation. I looked over there toward the barn shed, and there was the goat hood ornament on my pickup sticking out of the water looking at me. The rest ol the truck was under water. That evening we got out and started walking to see the damage. We got with Eva Mae Davis and her children. You see, Don was night watching up at the Glenville Dam and they hadn 't heard !rom him and didn't know if he got wash­ed away or not. We were across from the Lawrence Cowan place and I know Eva Mae said to her younguns, "Now look in these puddles along up through here and see if you can see Don." Now that flood was something else. I'll never forget that. Spring, UIKI \\'t'h:-.tt·r . ,ur·th ( ";1 rolina ~:-\71-IX 1-:ditor .lo t' 1' . HhirH'hart Contributors: Janice Monteith Blanton , Da le Coward. Jenny Hunter , Gary Carden Puhlis iH·<I tjll<tl"lt· rl y h , tht· \\' t'h:-. tt·r Hi:-.toril-al ~ocit • t .v and print ed h _, tht· ll t•ra ld Puhli:-.hing Com pan .'. Sy lva. :\orth Caro lina

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    Historic Webster is a newsletter of the Webster Historical Society, Inc., created at the Society’s founding in 1974. The publication helped to serve the Society's mission of collecting and preserving the history of Webster, North Carolina. Webster, established in 1851, was the original county seat for Jackson County.The Declaration Of Independence It was July 4 1776 which the laws of Nature and tyrant, totally aggressive and brethren. We have warned. . publish and declare, that R t t. f ' th · of Nature's God entitle them, unreasonable. In contrast, the . We have reminded. . . We these United Colonies are, and th~~resen ~ lves ro: th e:; a decent respect to the colonists are described as have appealed. . .They too of right ought to be, free and "een co orues we~ a er. opinions of Mankind requires exclusively patient and have been deaf. . . independent states. . . ." ~~.1 ~hfph· S~a~e 'd o~s~ ~ that they should declare the submissive. Jefferson knew, of We must therefore acquiesce What Jefferson had written 1 a e 'a ec!le w te er f causes which impel them to course, that the King was not in the necessity which was to become the lyric take 1 .the ~at~~~ s ep t~ the separation." personally responsible for every denounces our separation. . . statement of man's right to revo uh~n. h ~ m~n: e In declaring the causes for the act of aggression and repression " freedom in all ages. The signers :wer 0 w : d was d c~m~ separation, Jefferson's task was against the colonies and that the The high seriousness of of the Declaration placed their ~wn . as ~ epen ence . a 1 to justify what had already colonists were not thoroughly Jefferson 's st:rle, the clarity of signatures below that perfectly 7a!ted ~mpah~ntl~ for a Sl~!I occurred. In April, North Caro- loyal subjects. But the contrast of the argument he presents, and balanced last line, the calm and rom e pa rl? s a~e~ th !ina had been the first of the these two selective the persuasive effect of these powerful statement of faith and belo1~· Th·~~olo~es w:~ e !gn ~ colonies to instruct its delegates characterizations was meant to contrasting characterizations dedication in which Jefferson wor wal : : ~ ~: a to vote for independence. In June, provide the force of argument, lend a sense of inevitability to the defined for all time the ~.~e 1 ~ r:; the ghe t ll Virginia's. delegation, seconded not the particularity of history. concluding paragraph. Jefferson demanding conditions of total th ~c a~~~ thY d ~ou t ou t!d by Massachusetts, had presented The list of '1:1 grievances against leads his readers, then and now, commitment under which . e ~n do e t ~e~a es ded a resolution of independence to the King, real enough in fact, to the inescapable conclusion freedom is ever to be preserved: Sign a cumen ~ s~un 'th the CQngress. Other delegations ends with a poignant portrait of upon which was based the action "And for the support of this out liberty.m . wo~ds '::'r 7 0 had sent messengers to far-<lff anoppressedpeopleforcedatthe of the Continental Congress that Declaration, with a firm ~e ::;;~e rmgmgf ;:rete own w colonial assemblies asking for last extremity to the rightful and fourth of July in 1776: reliance on the protection of u~'We ?~r~ho se ~~'J:~ to be instructions on how to vote. But regretful act of separation : " We, therefore, the Divine Providence, we lfe ~ t ~ t all n are the document must also serve to " In every stage of these Representatives of the United mutually pledge to each other se -eVI en • 1 ~h t :;:e are unify a confederacy of American oppressions we have States of America, in General our lives, our fortunes, and cr:~~ ':;~~ir ~eat:~ with colonies! in support of war if need petitioned for redress in the Congress assembled . .. do, in our sacred honor." en . Y . . be, agamst a world power to most humble terms. . . the name, and by the ~rttam unah~nable ng~~:· which they were bound by bonds Nor have we been wanting in Authority of the good People n!rt amon~ th~se :s':ut 1 of of kinship, language, trade, and attention to our British of the Colonies solemnly -Marilyn Jody 1 .Y' an , P government. happmess. · · . The words of a Thomas Paine The man who g~ve VOICe ~~ or a Patrick Henry might have I~ CONGRESS. 1l'LY4, IJJ6'. form to . the A!"er1can colorues served to rouse the emotions and declaration ofl~dependence was unify the colonists. But this a young V~rgmla delegate wbo document would also have to had seldom spoken more than a stand the test of world opinion. It sentence or two m all the must convince a hostile world agonizing assembly debates over that the Americans were not separatwn from the mother rebels against rightfully country. But the oth~r d~legates established authority but a free knew the power of h1s mmd and 1 · · · 'th · God pen what John Adams called his ~op e . mamt8l~mg elf - .. • 1. f 1. 't f ss!'on , giVen r1ghts agamst the tyranny pecu 1ar e !Cl y o expre . . of a despotic king. And when the Co':'gress realized Jefferson had to begin by the~ must proclaim ~nd defend defining what Americans meant · their act of rebellion m a by the rights of a free people in docum.ent all the world might relation to their government. His read, 1t ~as Thomas Jefferson main premise was clear : whose skill they sought. "Governments are instituted Tw'> other members of the among men deriving their committee chosen to draft the just powers from the consent document were more famous. of the governed ... But . neither John Adams nor Whenever any form of BenJamm Franklin cla1med the government becomes graceful yet powerful style of destructive of these ends, it is Jefferso.n, nor the sure grasp of the right of the people to alter tone wh1ch could place the cause . . . . f th bell. 1 · ·n its or to abolish 1t, and to mshtute o e r~ to us co omes 1 new Government. . . ,, proper light. What remained to be proved Je~ferson knew • as all ~he was that the British government patriots did, that a revol':'twn had in fact been destructive of would be hard to defend m a . those "unalienable rights" that w?rld accustomed to the rule of the document proclaimed. The Kings. He knew that !"any of the genius of Jefferson's approach colorusts were wavermg, loyal to was to avoid generalizations and the crown and hopeful of all f th · ' f reconciliation with England. The charge . 0 ~ grievances o bl th t he wrote set the the colomsts agamst the person pream e a f the King. elevated tone of regretful o "The hi~tory of the present necess1ty wh1ch alone could . . . . establish the inevitability' the King of Great Brlta~n . IS. a rightness of their action : history of ~epeated m~ur1~s "When in the course of human "':'d usurpations! all haV!Dg m events, it becomes necessary direct obJect the for one People to dissolve the establishment of an absolute l't' 1 b d h'ch have tyranny over these states. To po ' lea an s w 1 prove this , let facts be connected them w1th another, b 'tted t did ld " and to assume among the su ml 0 a can wor · powers of the earth, the The list of grievances that separate and equal station to follows creates a portrait of a ctine lffilttthtto.tt~rcfll.rafiolt of!l). fbirlnn .... , tate.sofC)l(.tMrica,,Page2HISTORICWEBSTERSUMMER1976AtTheTurnOfTheCenturyCorseyCandlerBuchananByC.C.BuchananThe"State",August4,1951<AnoldtimerofthemountaincountryofNorthCarolinatellsaboutthemostimpressiveNewYearcelebrationinwhichheeverhasparticipated.)Aswegetoldermostofusliketoreminisceabouteventsofbygonedays.particularlythosewhichaffordedussomespecialdegreeofpleasure,interestorentertainment.Suchanoccasionwasthepassingofthenineteenthcenturyandthebirthofthetwentieth.Iwasjustayoungcountryschoolteacherinmyteensatthetime,attemptingtoimpartalittleknowledgetomorethanonehundredstudents.SomeofthemwereolderthanI.Theschoolwasaboxlikestructure.locatedintheruralsectionofJacksonCountyinthewesternpartofNorthCarolina.Itwashardwork.butIreceivedthehand­somesalaryoftate.s ofC)l(.tMrica,, Page 2 HISTORIC WEBSTER SUMMER 1976 At The Turn Of The Century Corsey Candler Buchanan By C. C. Buchanan The "State", August 4, 1951 <An old-timer of the mountain country of North Carolina tells about the most impressive New Year celebration in which he ever has participated.) As we get older most of us like to reminisce about events of by-gone days. particularly those which afforded us some special degree of pleasure, interest or entertainment. Such an occasion was the passing of the nineteenth century and the birth of the twentieth . I was just a young country school teacher in my 'teens at the time, attempting to impart a little knowledge to more than one hundred students. Some of them were older than I. The school was a box-like s tructure. located in the rural section of Jackson County in the western part of North Carolina. It was hard work. but I received the hand­some sa lary of 22.50 a month for my services. I boarded with one of the well·to-do families near the school-house and had to pay the ··exorbitant" price of 5.00permonth.Thatincludedbothroomandboard.TheTurnoftheCenturyWell,anyway:Iwasteachingthereinthelatefallof1900.Forseveralmonthsmanyofthecitizensinourlittlecommunityhadbeenarguingaboutwhentheoldcenturywentoutandthenewonecamein.Somecontendedthattheyear1900alreadyhadbroughtinthenewcentury,whileotherswerejustaspositivethatitwouldnotcomeuntil1901.Theargumentwassimilartothatwhichtookplacerecentlyinconnectionwiththepassingofthefirsthalfofthiscentury.Somepeoplecomtendedthatitendedatmidnight,December31,1950:othersclaimedthatitwouldnotenduntilmidnight,December31,1951.Ourargumentwasfinallyset­tledwhenoneoftheoldermensaid:"Nowseehere,Bill;ifIowedyou5.00 per month. That included both room and board. The Turn of the Century Well , anyway: I was teaching there in the late fall of 1900. For several months many of the citizens in our little community had been arguing about when the old century went out and the new one came in. Some contended that the year 1900 a lready had brought in the new century , while others were just as positive that it would not come until 1901. The argument was similar to that which took place recently in connection with the passing of the first half of this century. Some people com tended that it ended at midnight, December 31 , 1950: others claimed that it would not end until midnight , December 31, 1951. Our argument was finally set­tled when one of the older men sa id: "Now see here, Bill ; if I owed you 100 would you be satisfied if I just paid you $99 or would you want the last penny of the last dollar paiJ back to you?" Bill naturally replied that he wanted the debt paid in full. "Well, then," continued the sage, "you 've got to squeeze out every day of the year 1900 to finish out the century." That seemed to satisfy every­body. During the early part of Dec­ember . 1900, it was decided that some kind of celebration should be staged that would long be remembered by those participa­ting in it. Most of the social events at that time consisted of quiltin ' parties and corn shuck­in's. Our proposed celebration , however , ought to be something of an entirely different nature. Some of the older hunters suggested that everybody go to the top of Painter Knob on the night of December 31 so that a good fox-race could be held. This suggestion met with general ap­proval. The Knob was the highest peak in that neighborhood , being well over 4,000 feet. From its summit, looking west, one could see the Cowee Range, forming the dividing line between Macon and Jackson counties. Looking eastward , one observed the Bal­sam Range, separating Haywood and Jackson . To the north the Great Smokies stood out in bold relief, forming the dividing line between North Carolina and Ten­nessee. From this point , too, there were visible a number of beautiful valleys stretching for miles in different directions be­tween ridges and smaller moun­tains which broke way from the larger ranges. Start ol the Climb On the evening of the last day in December . people began to as· semble in our little community and prepare for the arduous climb. It was a wonderful even­ing, the weather being very mild for that time of year, and no clouds in the sky. People of al' ages participated. There were old men and women, walking with the aid of sticks, and there were young ·boys and girls , slipping and scrambling all along the pathway. Boxes of food were carried along. The hunters also were in line with a large number of hounds trotting along behind. After climbing steadily for more than two hours, following the course of a narrow sheep tra il , the summit was reached. I forgot to say that most of us carried lanterns in order that we might see where we were walk­ing. I imagine those lights were visible for many miles, and the people who were not acquainted with the nature ,1f the expedition must have wondered what was taking place on Painter Knob that evening. Just before we got to the top, a fox was scented and immediately dog after dog started the chase which led them down through deep gorges and across the tops Continued On Page 3 ~----~~~----~ River Hill School Group Webster, Fall Of 1900 By Luetta Buchanan Wilson This account is being written largely about the life, particu­larly the early life, of our brother Corsey Candler Buchanan, but first I want· to give a little of the background of our family. We were a family of four , Corsey, Bertha, Annie , and Lu­ella Buchanan living in the latter part of the last quarter of the nineteenth century with our par­ents on a farm in the Little Savannah Community about two and a half miles from Webster. Our father. William Osborne Buchanan, born October 25, 1842, was a Confederate veteran, who at age seventeen had joined Captain Julius Silver's company E 6th Cavalry in Franklin, and served for three years with that detachment. Our mother, who was born February 20, 1855. was Harriet Cordelia Allen Buchanan. She was a niece of Nathan Allen who at one time owned the greater part of the land which later became Webster. In fact, it was from him the eighteen-acre tract was bought for one hundred dollars by the county to become the site of Webster , Jackson County's first county seat. As I said earlier, our father owned a farm in an area which has been variously known as Harris, Hog Rock , and Little Savannah. This farm , which has changed hands a number of times since our family moved to Sylva in December of 1899, is presently owned by Bill Crawford who lives in our old home. (Corsey Buch­anan speaks of this home in his letter published in the Fall , 1975 issue of Historic Webster.) The Little Savannah Baptist Church and several other homes have been built on part of what was at one time our land. As children on Little Savannah, we attended a one-room one-tea- In spite of stra ining memory and eyesight, not all of the people in this picture could be identified. We know for a certainty some of them. Perhaps you can spot others. Front row: The three large boys seated are Tom Moore, Arthur (Sid) Cowan, and David Hall . The three seated girls are Maggie Rhinehart (Hunter), Luella Buchanan (Wilson) and Vera Self (Smith). Second row: Lena Cowan <Moody) in white dress. Center of row , John Wilson and Mrs. Florence Long, teachers. Next to them , Charlotte Cabe (?),Amy Long <Fisher), Birdie Henson (McCracken). Standing, Grasie Hall <Brown), Nina Moore <Bryson). Third Row: Frances Coward <G lenn), Myrtle Tallent <Pa rris), Rosa Nicholson (?),Annie Buchanan (Wilson). Back of these: Sadie Stillwell (Sutton ), Bird Rogers (Banning). The boy in center of this row is Lewis Henson. Others in this area are Rebecca Wilson <Hooper), Bertha Buchanan <Curtis), and Dosia Stillwell (Buchana n). Back row: Luna Cowan <Kesterson) and Bragg Cowan, Tom Cannon, John Cowan, Sylvester Buchanan, and Jeff Henson are also in this row. cher school at River Hill near Webster. Corsey, born Septem· ber 21, 1882, and the oldest in our family . obtained what was avail­able in education at this school and then went on to a high school in Cullowhee, three miles from our home. This school was a three-room three-teacher institu­tion. Prof. R. L. Madison was principal and his two assistants were Mr. Zeb Watson, and Mr. Dallas Wike. During the winter months when the weather was bad and walking was impossible, Corsey had to stay in Cullowhee. He and Edgar Stillwell , who years later taught history at Cullowhee State Tea­cher's College (WCU now) lived and "hatched" in a one-room log cabin located where the Town House now stands. This "shack­ing- up" of education-hungry stu­dents was common in the days before dormitories were built. Our mother and Edgar's mother would prepare the most of the boys • food which they carried back with them to their cabin after a week-end at home. Our father took them back in the buggy on Sunday afternoon. After finishing high school in the spring of 1899, (his name appears on the invitation pub­lished in the Spring Issue, 1976 of Historic Webster) Corsey taught school at East Fork on Savannah. He had planned to enter the University of North Carolina the fall of 1900, but that summer there was an epidemic of typhoid and Corsey suffered a severe case of it. Since he couldn 't enter college that year. he taught school at Qualla and entered U.N.C. the following fall. On finishing three years at the university. he got a position as bookkeeper in the office of the Harris Tannery Company in Sylva. After three years of this, he decided to study law. Enrolling in Wake Forest Law School, he finished his course and passed the state bar in August 1910. When he returned home, he joined Felix Alley 's law firm in Webster, boarded at the Alley home, and continued in this part­nership until Mr. Alley became a judge. Corsey then l_Ilaintained his private practice in Webster, until the county seat's being moved to Sylva forced him to also mov~ there. Meantime, our family had set­tled down in Sylva and was active in community life. Our father had served as a member of the County Board of Education which had helped to establish the first graded school at Webster. All of the girls in our family had married. Bertha had become Mrs. Henry Curtis and Annie and I had married brothers. She was Mrs. Ernest Wilson and I, Mrs. Tom Wilson. When World War I came in 1917. Corsey. too old for the draft, joined the YMCA and was sta­tioned at Camp Sevier until the end of the war. The Ywas used by our government as a link between home and service for the U.S. soldiers, and on every front its huts were centers of amusement and comfort to the boys. When ships bringing returning soldiers docked in U.S. ports, the Y's representatives were there. Corsey had the privilege of meeting " The Radio Boys," a Jackson County service unit when its ship docked in Charles­Continued On Page 3 At The Turn Continued From Page 2 of ridges. The barking of the hounds was in unison and made an impressive sound on the still night air. An Enjoyable Party A huge bonfire was lighted, and a little later hot refreshments were served from the glowing embers. The older men stood near the fire, chewing their tobacco and swapping yarns. The ladies were content to sit around on logs and stumps, enjoying the exchange of community gossip. Most of the women-folk in those days were dainty users of snuff. It was about eleven o'clock when the elusive fox slipped into its hole and the dogs abandoned the chase. At the sound of the hunting horns , the animals me­andered their way up to the lighted fire and lay down outside the circle of people. As the hour of midnight ap­proached, the conversation lag­ged and there were periods of silence. It was like being in church, waiting for the services to start. Not long before mid­night, bells from churches and school-houses commenced to toll, and the echoes from each of these come floating distinctly through the silent night. Some of our people counted the bells and said that there were fifteen. They were being rung in all the valleys and communities in the central part of the county. As we sat there and listened, not a word was spoken. With the exception of an occasional whine from one of the dogs and the rustle of a soft breeze through the trees , the only sound that could be heard was the tolling of the bells. As the last minutes of the old century approached, slower and slower became the tones, until finally, for a short period of time, silence r eigned everywhere. The bells had stopped. Those of us who had been seated, rose to our feet and stood gazing into the night. There was a solemnity about the occasion which it is impossible for me to describe. Absolute silence. Even the dogs were now quiet, and nothing broke the stillness of the night. Then, suddenly we heard a bell. Corsey C .... Continued From Page 2 ton, South Carolina. Each man was given the most recent copy of the local newspaper. At the end of the war, Corsey returned to Sylva and resumed his law practice. On May 10, 1920, he married Lillian Barker who was teaching at the Sylva Colle­giate Institute, a Baptist school. One son, John , was born to them. Currently, John, an engineer with Dow Chemical Company, lives at Jackson Lake, Texas with his wife Helen and their son Charles. During World War II Corsey worked out of the Raleigh office with the Unemployment Com­pensation Commission. When his work with the Commission ter­minated in 1944, he returned to his law practice in Sylva. · Active in church and commun­ity affairs, Corsey was also prominent in Democratic politics in county, region, and state. He was making a very succesful bid for Jackson County representa­tive to the state legislature when his sudden death April 23, 1952 cut short his long and useful career. Page 3 HISTORIC WEBSTER SUMMER 1976 ••• Another one and still another. Soon all of them were being rung as rapidly as the ropes could be pulled.lt was a joyous sound. The tension that had been holding our group was broken. We shouted and sang and exchanged New Year's greetings. After remain­ing there only a few minutes longer , the long walk homeward was begun, and once more the lanterns flickered along the side of the mountain. Jane Washington Thornton Chapter DAC Organized It was an occasion every detail of which is as alive in my memory today as it was more that fifty years ago, and I am sure this also is true with· others who participated in that unique celebration and are still living. Webster High School Webster High School , during the past year or 1916-17 has had a faculty, interested and equipped for good work. Miss Charlotte Young, principal ; Mr. B. C. Jones, assistant principal; Mr. Ben Fisher, Miss Lillian Stillwell, Miss Nannie Frizzell, and Mrs. R. L. Madison. The men behind the school, the committee for most of the time, for twelve years con­sisted of William Cowan, W. K Moore and Joseph Davis, three men of influence of determina­tion and of wisdom. Three days of commencement exercises featured the end of the school year. Wednesday night the primary department of the school offered their exercises. Thursday morning the commencement ex­ercises of the high school with addresses by T. W. Chambliss of The Asheville Times and Dr. J . Y. Joyner, the state superinten­dent. The principal, Miss Ch

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