Blount County TN Archives News.....News Articles June 26, 1878 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/tn/tnfiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Glenn Teffeteller glennt@icx.net August 19, 2005, 1:05 pm MARYVILLE INDEX June 26, 1878 Wednesday, June 26, 1878 Mrs. Pruner and Mrs. McKinney, who were reported to have died, at last accounts were still alive, and Mrs. McKinney is expecting to recover. Last Wednesday, the father of W.C. Jackson, the refugee from Georgia, came to our town to see about his son. He looks like an honest farmer, and is said to be well off. A bond was made, and Jackson was set at liberty. Three of our jail birds, James Pate, Tillman Fry and William Jeffries, were discovered the other day to have cut nearly through three bars in their cage, when they were discovered, and proceedings stopped. A serious accident happened to Moses Waters, about 6 miles east of town. Last week he jumped from a loft upon the broken handle of a pitchfork, the handle running through his body. It is thought, however that he will recover. Another case of shooting occurred some 3 miles from Maryville last Friday, about dark. As usual, whisky was at the bottom of this unfortunate affair, and another crime is laid at the doors of our saloon keepers. Two friends, Jim Headrick and Jeff Dunlap, were drinking and carousing together in town, and were on their way home, when the liquor began to do its work, a quarrel ensued, and Jim Headrick shot Jeff Dunlap in the face just below the eye, but being a small weapon the wound has not proved very serious. How long shall these whisky hells be allowed? Saturday afternoon Mr. And Mrs. Schoolcroft lost their only child, Rollin, six months old. Sunday morning at about 10 o’clock, Mrs. Nancy Gamble, one of the oldest residents of our county, an old lady 93 years of age, and grandmother of our Sheriff, breathed her last. Last Thursday evening two young men, James Post and John Walsom, having partaken too freely of strong drink, began to feel the effects, and mounting their steeds, they raced up and down the streets, yelling, cursing and firing pistols. Friday morning they were arrested, and having submitted their cases to Justice Garner, Post was fined $15 for horse-racing on the public highway, and Walsom was fined $15 for the same offense and $15 for profanity. At the Justice’s office, Walsom was very abusive, and threatened the prosecutor, Capt. R.N. Hood. He was highly indignant at his not being allowed to drink and curse without molestation, saying that he would do it again. The prisoners swore they were U.S. Revenue officers, and on that plea, the cases against them for carrying weapons were dismissed, but Marshall S.P. Evans denies their being employed as deputies. They were, however, in some way connected with the Revenue service, and Evans became security for them, after they had been in jail a day or so. Capt. Hood deserves the thanks of this community for prosecuting these fellows, and we hope that all such cases of outlawry will meet with swift punishment. Such affairs are a sad comment on the laws which allow the manufacture and sale of spirituous liquors; and it is also to be regretted that so many of those whose duty it is to put down the liquor traffic are whisky drinkers, and often secretly in favor of the fiendish traffic. In Memoriam---Died, on Saturday, June 22nd, after a short illness, Miss. Nannie E. Faulkner, eldest daughter of J.J. and S.C. Faulkner, in the 19th year of her age. On the 12th of June, Miss. Faulkner was taken ill. Early in the morning of the 13th a very high fever was observed, and was thought to be typhoid. The fever, under the treatment of the physician, was checked. The disease took effect in the brain and spine, with symptoms of meningitis, producing stupor and unconsciousness, which continued to the end of her life. The disease, notwithstanding the careful treatment of physicians and attentive nursing of friends, continued its fatal work until death, on the tenth day of her sickness. The angel of death in its destructive swoop often takes the one we least expect and would most retain. A happy nature and kind disposition secured to Miss. Faulkner the friendship of all who knew her. The bloom of health and beauty of character made her friends expect and earnestly desire to retain her many years. She made a profession of her faith in Christ and joined the church in the fifteenth year of her age, was regular and punctual in her Christian duties in the sactuary, the Sabbath School and prayer meeting. Her Christian standing was good, with a slight variation; she had a fondness for worldly pleasure, which lead to what we thought an excess, but when notified of the fact, she responded in such a spirit as to convince us that her inner life was better than her outward acts, and that she was truly a child of God, willing to make sacrifices for her Savior---upon which we confidently base our hope that though she is absent from the body, she is present with the Lord, which is far better. A large and sympathizing multitude attended her funeral and followed her remains to the grave. Her sudden and unexpected departure throws a dark shadow over a cheerful home, and causes a sad blank in a wide circle of relatives and friends. We shall miss her in many ways and places, in the sanctuary, the Sabbath School, the prayer meeting and social circle. Her father and mother, who clung to her with strongest parental affection, and her lone sister, who was the companion of her childhood, will especially miss her. At the fireside and family altar the vacant chair will indicate the absence of one who contributed much to the happiness of the home. Their loss is however her gain. Hence, their sorrow is not that of those who have no hope. Assured of her personal interest in Christ, and in the precious hopes and consolations of the Gospel, they look forward to a glad and glorious reunion in a world from which the blight of sin, the ravages of disease, and the pangs of parting are forever excluded. “Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life’s affection transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward and expire.” C.E.T. 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