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June 13.-- This morning it is densely cloudy. It looks as if the rain is going to fall every minute.
The expected shower makes our hearts glad, but our joy is soon returned to sorrow. The clouds
begin to break and the sun comes out in all his glory. It seems now that it never will rain. It is a time
of gloom.
This morning we hoe the com in the garden. We rush in order to escape the rain, but the weeds
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In the afternoon we remain at home. There is some comfort in reading and meditating upon the
good things of life.
June 14.-- This is a fine day. The drought continues. Many of us are blue in regard to the
weather. We think that every thing is going to dry up.
At Sunday School we have a large number. Rev. Wagner Reese, of Kentucky, preaches for us.
His theme is "Faith". He handles his subject well. His voice is very strong. In many respects it is
an able discourse.
For dinner we have Mr. Spears, of South Carolina; A. I. Greene, of Bone; and G. H. Thomas, of
Mabel. I remain at home all the afternoon. We have a very pleasant time.
June 15.-- This morning I go to Boone on business. I have no success in seeing the parties that
I wish. I attend court for a short time. This is a civil term. Judge Harding, of Charlott, is presiding.
He is one among the best of our judges. I return home by noon.
In the afternoon we hoe some com. It is dreadfully dry. The dust is about all that we can can
stand. Just a little after dark the gentle rain begins to fall. The people must feel grateful for this
shower, for we have been wanting it for many days.
June 16.-- All the plant world seems refreshed. The shower has done a wonderful thing. It has
renewed our hopes for a bountiful crop.
Our com is hoed for the first time. It is the largest that we have ever had for its age. It is kneehigh. The ground is in the finest condition for working that I have ever seen. By noon the com is
stirred.
In the afternoon we have some com plowed. Beside this we put out some cabbage. This is the
hardest work that I ever do.
June 17.-- We hoe our com at Uncle John Smith's. We work until noon. We have to stop on
the account of rain. At noon we go to A. C. Mast's & Co's store on business. By two o'clock it is
dry enough for us to be in the field working com. Just as we finish we have another rain. This time
it comes hard and the ground is wet. This shower is fine on plants. This year there has not been
much season for transplanting. The ground has been very dry. It is rare for it to be this way here.
June 18.-- This is a great day. We screen our house. The flies have been making us very
uncomfortably [sic]. In fact the comfort of not being tormented with the flies is worth all that it
costs.
In the afternoon I go to Mr. W. F. Sherwood's on business. We have a pleasant hour with him.
I also stop a short time at the home of Will Payne's.
At night I attend a box supper at the High School Building. It is a late hour before it is over. I
must confess that it is a tiresome job to be up so late. I do not sleep until after midnight.
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June 19.-- All who had a hand in the debauch of last night are feeling tough today. I must
confess that I am not able for much. I try to sleep a little twice. I do not make much headway at it.
I think that some of us will not be so anxious to go to the next one. During the day I do very little
work. I am too tired and stupid to succeed at any job. I try to regain what I lost during the past night.
June 20.-- Today I have been sick. I have to eat the second breakfast. This does not put a man
in good condition for the duties of the day. Food does not taste the best to me.
I work in my potatoes. They are reviving from the frost. We expect to make some good
potatoes. The comfry [?]is mean to get out of them. It makes the work slow.
I visit Conly Glenn, a sick man. He is threatened with fever. He is cheerful and is not likely to
get low.
June 21.-- Today we have one of the finest days that we have had in a long time. There is
scarcely a cloud to be seen any where.
At Willow dale we have a large Sunday School. Some of our people are careless in regard to their
attendance.
From here Mrs. Greene, Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Smith, Master Paul Smith and I go toJ. A. Warren's
at Silverstone for dinner. We remained the greater part of the afternoon. We have a splendid time.
We return home by night.
June 22.-- This is becoming a great day with me. Nine years ago I quit using tobacco. I have
no regret to record. My opinion is that is one among the wisest moves that I have ever made. It has
saved much money and my health.
Today I have worked in my potatoes. I am delighted that this is the last working. I am leaving
the remainder to the season. Of course we are not able to see what the ultimate outcome is going to
be.
June 23.-- I am out early and into my potatoes. There are signs of rain, therefore we wish to
finish before it begins. All the help that we have comes to our rescue. By nine o'clock we come
from the field.
Mr. Caudle, of Valle Crucis, came to our home to appraise our land. He is a pleasant gentleman.
We have rain in abundance. The shower is fine for all plant life. The rain is not violent, but
gentle. It is one of these showers that wet the ground in a satisfactory manner.
June 24.-- This morning we have one of the fine showers of the season. The ground is wet.
There is enough moisture to mature the crops. In the afternoon we have another shower. There is
some wind with this.
Today I visit Conly Glenn, who is in the bed with mumps. This is a terrible disease when it gets
hold of a man in the right way.
In the afternoon we take vacination [sic] for typhoid fever. Almost all the people take it. They
see the fine results that come from it. Some years ago only a few had any faith in it. We have
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June 25.-- This morning we have one of the hardest showers of the season. For more than two
hours there is a steady downpour.
At nine o'clock I start to Elizabethton, Tenn. I go by jitney from Vilas to Elk Park. I have an
interesting time over a scenic road. From Elk Park I go on the train. The most of the travel is going
by car in place of the train. At 2:15 I am in Elizabethton. I remain in the town for some time. Then
I go to J. F. Egger's for the night. I am tired enough to rest.
June 26.-- This is a day of no exciting events. The first thing of note a dog trade. It is
remarkable how much greater are the demands for a dog than a horse.
In the afternoon Mr. Graydon P. Eggers and I go to Elizabethton to while away some time. By
some means we are on the "blue" or despondent group. The liveliest thing is the movie. It is
remarkable how many people go. People are not trying to learn something, but the secret of the
crowd is that it wishes to be amused.
June 27.-- This is a fine day. I do not make any history of note. I listen to J. F. Eggers tell what
great plans that he has for the future. It is amusing to see how he makes plans and no one dares to
molest in the least.
In the afternoon we go to Keenburg. We visit Mr. and Mrs. James Blair for a short time. The
next event is to see a game of ball between Stony Creek and Turkey Town. There is some good
playing. I spend the night at Calvin Eller's.
June 28.-- This morning I go toT. A. Egger's for the day. We arrive there early. I have the
pleasure of meeting Mrs. Culver and Mrs. Freitz, friends of former days. At the right hour we attend
Sunday School at Fairview. It falls upon us to teach a class. Rev. Mr. Black, of Johnson City,
preaches. During the afternoon we have a splendid time. There are many things for us to discuss
and to enjoy. Late in the day Abner Eggers drives us to J. F. Eggers' where we conclude the day.
June 29.-- At an early hour I decide to start home. I have a few minutes to wait in Elizabethton.
I look over the new High School Building. At nine I board the train for Elk Park. From there I go
to Banner Elk. I go to Grace Hospital to consult a doctor, but he is too busy to see me. In the
afternoon I am examined. I meet with some encouragement. It is late before the jitney comes, but
we arrive at home just before night. The best of trip is getting home.
June 30.-- After a man returns from a trip, it takes some time to adjust to the home environment.
I rest a part of the day. I must look at my mail.
In the afternoon we cut some stove wood. I find that it is easy to make a drive on the wood, and
not wait until necessity forces us into it. It is not long until we have a whole tree ready for hauling.
This is the finest lot of wood that we have had in a long time. Good eating is just ahead.
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JULY
July 1.-- This is a fine day. I do not remember a season when there has been more delightful
weather. The rains have not been abundant.
In our garden we have some com. After all our difficulties we have a fairly good stand. At this
time we think we have a fair chance of making a crop.
Today we take our second treatment for typhoid fever. Just a few years ago we had only a few
people that had any faith, but new almost all the people take it.
July 2.-- I am out early and on my way to Mabel. In fact I go without breakfast. I go to my
father's and have a bite to eat. From here I go to my old home and see how things are going. In the
afternoon I visit some of [the?] older people in the community. Among these are: Uncle Henry
Greer, Aunt Rachel Swift, Aunt Elizabeth Greer and Grandma Norris. People do change reapidly.
I have supper with G. H. Thomas. I have had a fairly pleasant day. I have heard much news. I do
not know whether I can stand it or not.
July 3.-- During the night there is a light rain. Vegetation seems refreshed. By this the crops are
kept going.
I go to Mabel in order to catch a way home. I do not wait long until I am on the way. Long
before noon I am at home. After all this is the best part of any trip. In my absence I find that the
boys have carried on business in a good style. In the afternoon I help them to finish the last piece.
It seems that they are anxious to get the work out of the way.
July 4.-- There is not a celebration of the Fourth within reach of us. The most of our people go
quietly about their business. I remain at home until noon. I go to the Masonic lodge at Sugar Grove.
The number in the meeting is small, but number does not always count. The set order of the day is
the instillation [sic] of officers. Brother W. S. Farthing does this . He is one man that has the
ceremony committed to memory. He can do this job in grand style. It seems that Masonry is on the
decline. Many are withdrawing.
July 5.-- This is Sunday. How soon a week does go! We can hardly realize how fast that time
does go. It is a difficult job to keep a school gooing. We have so many who carry the burden lightly.
Perhaps our community has made a little history today. The young people organize a Baptist
Young People's Union. The trouble with much of our religious work is that the young folks are
neglected. We need to give more attention to training.
July 6.-- Today I make a trip to Boone. I manage to get in town at an early hour. I soon find that
it is a big day in Boone. There are many people here on business. I am at the Normal School for a
short period. From here I go to the Methodist Church and attend a meeting of a Ministerial
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many people who are attending to affairs in the town. I see many old friend[s]. It is a great day to
see people.
July 7.-- I do many things today. The first job that I have is hoeing beans. The fine dirt that they
growing in pleases me. The second item of business is filling out a land blank and getting and [sic]
it in the mail. The next is preparing the ground and sowing some turnips. We are doing our best to
raise something to eat the coming winter. We have not done much farming, because we did not
move until late.
July 8.-- This morning we finish our land papers. I am hoping that it will not be long before we
shall have our home secure. It seems that it is taking a masterful effort to put every thing in line.
The remainder of the day finds my time occupied in duties at the home. A man can always have
some little job to hold his attention. Our garden demands much time. We have make [sic] stakes
for our tomatoes. Stove wood claims much of our attention. I also give some of my time to reading.
July 9.-- We have with us Rachel Greene and June Thomas with two children. When they came
there is much excitement in the camp. The girls dig som of my improved Early Roses. If a fine
looking boy whould come, we are not able to imagine what would have happened. It is amusing to
hear a crowd of women. All can talk at the same tome. The wonder of the whole thing is that they
do not get confused. Men are not able to carry on in this way.
July 10.-- This is a fine day. Doubtless it has been a long time since we have had so much dry
weather in one seasib, The ground has been in good condition for working crops all the time.
In the afternoon Herman Eggers from Mount Pleasant, Tennessee arrives at our home for a few
days. He has been teaching there for three years. Durning this time he has been in three states.
Many school experiences have come his way. This is one of the rich sides of life.
July 11.-- We remain at home until noon. It seems that it is hard for me to do much book work.
The greater part of the morning is spent in revising the roll of members for Willowdale Baptist
Church. This is a job that I delight in doing.
In the afternoon I attend services at the Baptist Church. The pastor, G. W. Trivett, exhorts us to
continue in "The Good Old Ways". I fear that this type of preaching will react and cause stagnation.
July 12.-- Sunday morning comes to us. It seems only a few hours from one Sunday to the next.
As usual we go to Sunday School. We have a prosperous session. At the preaching hour the pastor
gives us a farewell discourse. His theme is doctrine. Some men cannot get out of a rut. Why is it
that we want to look backward instead of forward? The present and the future can be improved, but
the past is gone and can not be recalled. We ought to let the dead past bury itself.
July 13.-- Monday morning greets us. Our appetite for work is not very strong. We do things
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in a loose way. Our boys do some real hunting. They bring in enough game to make gravy. It seems
that it is a tendency among hunters to eat what they kill.
In the afternoon I go to the store. It has been my policy this season to stay away from the store
unless I have some business. Loafing is one of the habits that we do not need to form.
July 14.-- This is what I call a home day. The events are not distinguished in the least. Nothing
except the common and the usual has come our way. I suppose that this is true with the most of us.
The extraordinary comes to only a few person[s]. The sum total of our lives is filled with the
common routine. Our great duty is to make the usual and the common place worth while. Just a few
times in a life do we have a chance to play the part of a giant.
July 15.-- This is a day full of excitement. The first thing is a trip to Boone in a car. Herman
Eggers and I go to the Normal. We look over the plant. At the chapel hour Supt. Robinson, of
Cabarrus County makes an address. He says many practical and suggestive things. From here we
go to the land sale on the A. E. South property in the northern part of town. The sale is cunducted
by Pitt Brothers. The crowd follows the wagon. The band helps to keep up the morale of the
bidders. The next excitement is the ascension of the balloon. This stunt is performed by a lady from
Ohio. The ascent is made in a short time and then she cuts loose and makes the descent. She lands
in a locust tree. She does not suffer any injury. It takes some time to get her down. We return to
town and soon find a way home. I must confess that we are tired. It is the hardest day that we have
had in a long time.
I must record that the might Hoag Show is in town. Many people line the Highway to see the
elephants and other animals pass. The town of Boone is full of people. They come from every
comer of the county. Some fof the old people say that it is the largest crowd that has been to town
[in?] a long time. My observation is that the majority of folks love the light things of life. The lower
instincts are easily influenced. The show appeals to this.
July 16.-- All sweet has some bitter mixed with it. The revel of yesterday brings to us a feeling
of remorse. The travel of yesterday leaves our limbs a little sore. On an occasion like this we eat
too much.
At noon Herman Eggers makes his departure for Mabel. He has been content and seems to have
enjoyed his stay.
For one week I have not done much work. The hardest time for any one is not to have a definite
job. It is a hard task to drag along.
July 17.-- The new day finds us in the com field. We work steadily from morning until noon.
I must confess that it is a warm time to labor in the field. After a good dinner and a rest we return
to the field and finish our job in one hour. This work is done for a neighbor. In a short time I go to
the store. Upon my return I am in a little, but it is not enough to wet the ground. Of course it helps
vegetation.
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�July 18.-- The greatest event of the day happened this morning. Our son Doughton killed a large
owl. It would have measured about five feet from tip to tip. Some crows were fighting with it when
he arrived on the scene. with a gun. To say that he was delighted is putting it lightly.
I manage to sow some turnips. We are putting out a few on various day[s] in order to find the
best time. We are trying to find a time when they will grow the best. A man can get much pleasure
from growing things.
July 19.-- Sunday has come our way again. The weeks come and go rapidly. A busy man does
not have time to reckon with the time.
At Sunday School we have some interesting discussions. At times a few of the class will talk.
The trouble with our people is that they do not study in order to know things. So many people are
lazy mental!.
We have with us today Mr. and Mrs. I. A. Bumbamer. Really they are likable and interesting
people. We have a good time.
July 20.-- Monday morning is here. I make a dive for the field in order to hoe my com for the
last time. I make one famouse drive until noon. We have more than half of it. At noon we have a
rain. It is not enough to wet the ground. We do not get much done in the afternoon. The com is wet
so that it is fility (?) to move about in.
Late in the day we have a visit from Misses Shoun and Smith. We have much fun with the lively
young ladies.
July 21.-- At an early hour we are in the field hoeing com. At ten o'clock we finish the field.
This delights our heart very much.
At the noon hour we read about the great evolution trial at Dayton, Tennessee. W. J. Bryan is
on the stand with Clarence Darrow questioning him about the Bible. It is a battle between giants.
In the evening Graydon Eggers, of Elizabethton, Tennessee, arrives at our home for a few d~ys.
We are pleased to see him.
July 22.-- Today.is a busy time with me. I work on my diary. I have started into my twentieth
year. I manage to derive some pleasure out of this. At times I delay so that I am compelled to do
much writing at once.
H. R. Eggers comes from Zionville. The Eggers brothers have a reunion. They make a trip to
Boone in order to have a game of tennis. They seem to have a great zeal for sport. This has a
tendency to keep one young body and mind. A man does not need to get old too soon.
July 23.-- Today I assisted W. J. Mast in putting up some hay. I must record that it is one of the
finest times for this business that I have ever seen. The ground is dry and the sun is hot. Both make
an ideal condition.
At night the Klu Klux Klan [sic] puts on a celebration in Boon. This excites all the people. It
seems that all the trucks and cars in the west end of the county are carrying people to Boone. Many
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of our people are curious to see the robed clansman in a march.
July 24.-- I decide to attend church at Cove Creek. I walk all the way. It is a long hot trip on the
Highway. I am real early and I wait at the store until the hour comes. Rev. Arthur Sherwood, of
Erwin, Tennessee, is doing the p[r]eaching. His theme today is "Troubles". He handles it in a
masterful way.
I go toW. Y. Perry's for dinner. I hear him tell about his wonderful experiences at the University
of North Carolina. A man never gets too old to lear a few things.
July 25.-- The Gospel that appeals to our good sense and that stirs our emotions draws us. I must
attend service at Cove Creek again. The theme is "God's Vast Estate". It is handled in a happy way.
The glories of the future life is portrayed in glowing terms. The Good News makes our hearts glad.
At the conclusion of the service I ride to my home at CozyNook with John K. Perry. The remainder
of the day is spent at home. I combine reading and work.
July 26.-- This mornint I spend some time in reading my Bible. I am trying to read it from
beginning to end during the year. I think that I am going to succeed.
At the usual hour we attend Sunday School at Willowdale. The lesson is discussed with some
degree of intelligence. As I often say, people do not study the Bible.
In the afternoon I attend a meeting of the B.Y.P.U. at the church. The young people put the
program across in good style. With the proper encouragement they will come on well.
July 27.-- I cut just a little grass. I am sorry that I have so little to cut. To my sorrow I look into
my potatoes and find that my crop is very light. This causes us some disappointment.
In the afternoon we assist Uncle John Smith in his hay. I must confess that it is a fine [time?]
for the business. What is lacking in quantity is made up in quality. We have never seen it better.
July 28.-- We have some evidences of rain this morning, but before the noon hour come[s] we
are having ideal hay weather. The dry weather is becoming almost alarming. It will not take many
more days to do serious damage. The pastures are burning up. This will make our grazing during
the autumn short.
In the afternoon we help Uncle John Smith again . We finish the job. The greatest fun is to see
a crowd of boys fight a nest of bumblebees.
July 29.-- This morning we finish cutting our little meadow. It show[s] no sign of raining. We
can not but feel in distress about our crops. Ov course there will be rain in due season. We often
become scared before we are hurt.
In the afternoon we gather our onions. We find that we have more than we thought. On my way
home my good friend Frank Bingham hauls my onions for me. The last duty of the day is to shock
our hay.
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�July 30.-- This is one of the clearest days that we have had in a long time. There seems no signs
of rain. The people are longing to see the showers.
Today we have the doctor to see Mrs. Greene. He extracts three teeth for her. She is
complaining with her head.
Late in the day we are delighted with a crate of peaches from Jesse Butt of Hamlet, N.C. We
enjoy them immensely.
The boys purchase some horse shoes and we are prepared for games at Cozy Nook. This is a fine
game for all boys.
July 31.-- To our great joy we have some light showers of rain. Of course the ground is not wet,
but it is enough to revive vegetation.
Today we spend much time in reading the Bible. We are trying to read th[r]ough it within the
next three weeks.
Hon. W. J. Bryan is buried at Washington, D. C. Today. He died at Dayton, Tennessee hast
Sunday. Perhaps no man of this generation has had a stronger hold on the people. He numbers his
friends by the millions. A good and great man is gone to his reward.
AUGUST
Aug. 1.-- This is the day appointed to work on the Howell cemetary [sic] near Vilas, N.C. By
appearance it has had no work done on it in a long time. The ground is almost covered with bushes
and briers. A large number come and we have the work done by noon.
In the afternoon I go to A. C. Mast's store. I remain there for some time and then I return home.
I find the boys in a game of pitching horse shoes. I soon join the game. We pitch until it is almost
night.
Aug. 2.-- Sunday is a day in which I have a full day. The first thing is to make some preparation
on the lesson. Next I do some reading in different versions of the Scriptures. It is interesting to
make comparisons. In Sunday School we have a good number. Our theme is the many familiar
quatations in the Book of James. He tells us about the practical things in the religious life. In the
afternoon I remain at home. I read and enjoy homelife.
Aug. 3.-- Monday morning finds us on our way to Boone. We do not walk far until we catch a
car and soon we are in town. I attend to some busiess at the courthouse. The next place is the
Normal School. 132 At a late hour I arrive at the Ministerial Conference at the Methodist Church.
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Rev. Mr. Downing conducts the devotional. The greatest feature of the meeting is an address by Col.
F. A. Olds, of Raleigh. The next step is a way home. Soon I find this. I think that I have had a good
day.
Aug. 4.-- The heavens are wrapped in a vapor. The appeareance is rain. We are eager to see the
mist come down. The earth is parched. There has been no wetting rain for more than four weeks.
To our sorrow we do not get a shower.
This day has been a delight for us. We have been cutting some wood. We have cut five trees.
In all my life I have never seen such a fine time to get wood. The wood is dry on every hand.
Aug. 5.-- This is a glad day for .all of us. Just at dark we have a splendid shower of rain. Of
course it does not wet the ground, but it is fine for the vegetables. In the early morning there are no
signs of rain. We are not able to anticipate just what is going to happen in the weather business.
Today we make use of the weather to cut some more wood. We tried a tree that almost put us
out of business. It is so hard that it cut slowly. By noon we have enough of it.
Aug. 6.-- This is another fine day. What a fine summer this has been! There has been no mud
to bother us. On every hand it has been easy going.
This morning we have a job of fencing on hand. We are making a road up the valley to our
wood. We move our garden fence in order to keep from going through it. In due time we want to
put our place in good shape. There are so many things to do we can't decide what is first.
Aug. 7.-- The sun still is parching the earth. Perhaps all time has not revealed so much dry
weather in the growing season. We have not had much rain during the whole season.
The greatest day for some time came to me today. I have the happy sensation of shelling a bushel
of com and carrying it to mill. To my surprise a lady is the miller. It seems that women are in every
line of activity. I must confess my astonishment when I learn how well that she does the work.
Aug. 8.-- This morning I walk to Mabel with Graydon and Herman Eggers. By the time we reach
the village my feet are tired and sore. I go to my father's for dinner. I have mever seen it so dry in
this part of the country. From here I go to Mabel to see a game of ball. The visiting team does not
come, hence the game is a failure. Soon I start home. By the time we make a safe arrival the rain
commences. We have a good shower. How glad we are to see it! It makes our hearts glad.
Aug. 9.-- The day dawns upon us in its beauty. The night has brought new life to the vegetation.
The earth has had a bath.
At the usual hour I attend Sunday School at Willowdale. In spite of much visiting we have a
large crowd. We have much interest in the discussion on class.
In the afternoon my father pays me a short visit. I go with him to Vilas. Here we have a long
wait for a car. There is much travel on the road. All are trying to see how fast that they can go.
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�Aug. 10.-- This is one of the hottest days that we have had this season. The sun almost bums.
The plants wilt under his rays. A few days like this one and our crops will be burned up.
The greater part of the day is spent in writing a report to the association and in preparation of a
speech to the report. In making investigations we discover much interesting data. We find that three
fourths of all the Baptists in the world live in the United States.
Aug. 11.-- This is a day of much interest. I attend the Three Forks Association. This session is
held with the Three Forks Church three miles east of Boone. Smith Hagaman is chosen Moderator
and W. Y. Perry Clerk. F. M. Huggins, of Boone, preaches the annual sermon. One of the
outstanding features of the day is the annual address of the Moderator. The second is the speech of
R. D. Stuckenbroke to the report of missions. M. L. Kesler makes a timely address to the report on
the orphanage. I come home for the night.
Aug. 12.-- I return for the second day of the Association. There is not so much unity today as
there was yesterday. Uriah Farthing tries to take the thing by physical force. He does his best to start
something. The report on education is the best discussed of any report. The cheering at a religious
gathering, I think, is entirely out of place. Some of our people always want to pass judgment on
something that they know nothing about. Just as we start home there is rain.
Aug. 13.-- This is one of the hottest days that we have had in a long time. In some of the cities
it is reported above 100°. At our work we suffer from heat.
We have decided to build a hog lot. Our job is to cut the timber. It does not take us long to do
this. I am sure that it is one of the hottest times that I have been out in a long time. It is a rare thing
for it to register more than 90° in this section.
Aug. 14.-- Another warm day comes our way. On every hand we hear the remark, "I have never
seen it so dry before". It is becoming alarming as to the supply of water. Many springs have ceased
to run.
In the afternoon we have a shower of rain. It does not wet the ground much. It would take
several days to saturate the ground in order to make the water flush. Many people do rejoice to see
the light showers. At times we need to stop and think how dependent we are.
Aug. 15.-- This is a day filled with activity. The first important event of the day is the survey of
a road to Cozy Nook. The same is let to contract to Whittington Bros. This is one much needed
improvement on our farm. The next step is to attend Church at Willowdale. The new paster, the
Elder R. C. Eggers, of Zionville, is on hand and preaches from the theme "Temptation". He and Mr.
I. A. Bumgarner have dinner with us. The day comes to a close without any more very important
events to be recorded.
Aug. 16.-- Sunday comes our way once more. I use Sunday morning for review of Sunday
School lesson and for some general reading. The number at school is large. The interest is good.
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In the afternoon Rev. Mr. Eggers talks to us from the theme, "Making a Record". It is a fine
discussion of an important topic. There are some people who do not care for more than one trip to
the church on Sunday. We need to use the house.
Aug. 17.-- One great event must be put on record and it for other to see and be made to rejoice.
The road to Cozy Nook is commenced. We are pleased to learn that we are to have a better way to
come go from our home.
By the aid of the boys we finish our hog lot and transfer our hog to the same. The pen has been
a nuisance all the summer. In due time I hope to have many more needed improvements at this
place.
Aug. 18.-- I am sick this morning. I lost my breakfast. I do not work much. At noon I go to the
picnic at F. C. Ward's dairy barn. There are many people present. There are some speeches. Dinner
is served on the ground. The afternoon is devoted to games and amusements. The greatest show of
the day is the milking of the cows by a machine. The happiest hour of the day is the hour when it
is raining. The dust is hardly laid.
Aug.19.-- The day is warm. The day is hot and the drought is not broken. The work on the road
still progresses. It is amusing to see how many colored folks come to see how the boys are coming
on. The boys lose much valuable time trying to do work with a sorry team. We long to see the
completion of [the?] job. The greatest show of the day is the working of the colored man from
Johnson City, Tenn. He assumed the proportions of a boss.
Aug. 20.-- This morning I try my luck at my favorite job, cutting stove wood. I must confess that
it is rather warm for this job.
Late in the day I go with the Elk Park jitney to Boone to attend the graduating exercise at the
Appalachian State Normal School. 133 The address is deliverd by Dr. J. Henry Highsmith, of Raleigh.
His theme is "Self-expression["]. There are about twenty-five graduates. This is the largest class
to graduate from the college department.
Aug. 21.-- This morning we have a little rain. We are pleased to see the ground a little wet. In
just a short time the clouds break away and we are just as dry as ever. We long to see the rain fall
for a day at a time.
I come home from Boone. I meet with Mrs. Bell West Jones. We have a pleasant time from
Boone to Vilas.
In the afternoon I am at home. The boys finish the road. Now we are able to come to my home
in a car. At night we are visited by Dr. W. 0 . Bingham and Prof. Chas. Greene.
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�Aug. 22.-- This morning we are at business early. We dig potates until noon. By this hour all
my strength is gone. I have not been so tired in a long time. I must record that my crop is almost
a failure.
Afternoon I try to rest. I am almost too tired to relax. By some means I am not able to stand hard
work as I once did. During the afternoon we try to read and study some. It seems that I am not able
to meditate as much as I ought. One thing follows another.
Aug. 23.-- This is a great day for the people ofWillowdale Sunday School. We take our school
to Mt. Vernon for a picnic. We arrive a little late for Sunday School. The writer addresses the
School from the theme, "The Call to Service". At the noon hour we eat our lunches on the grounds
of the church. Afternoon we have some singing. It is as fine as I ever heard. The people of this
community treated us with the greatest kindness possibly [sic]. It gives us a longing to make this
trip again. At three o'clock we start for home. All who had the good fortune to go report a bully
time.
In the evening we have a meeting of our young people at the church. They have their usual
program. Mr. H. R. Eggers delivers an address. His theme is "The Worthwhile Life". He puts it
in five divisions: (1) Business, (2) Pleasure, (3) Study, (4) Courtesy, (5) Christian. In many respects
it is a very fine address . By the time that I return home I am tired enough to sleep. This has been
a busy day.
Aug. 24.-- This morning I leave my home for Boone. I walk about half way to the town. I am
in Boone at an early hour. I am at the school ready for business. The students and teachers are
coming in. It looks now that we are to have a large crowd for the opening. I have several things to
do during the day. We meet several new teachers. It seems that we are to have more help. By night
I am located in my old room in Justice Hall. I think that I shall be able to do a good year's work.
Aug. 25.-- The night is cool. Much cover is comfortable. This morning there is a little frost.
The fog keeps it from doing any damage. The weather is desolate. It is going to be a hard year to
get the things that we need.
School opens today. We spend the entire day classifying. It is one of the hardest days that I have
had in a long time. I must confess that I have gone to the limit. In some respects it has been a
delight to meet with old friends . There are so many that are happy to return.
Aug. 26.-- Again this morning there is a light frost. The damage is slight. The hot dry weather
still continues. How we do long to see some rain! To say the least conditions are alarming.
The most of classes met today. It is some job to get a school to running well. Many little things
come up to annoy us.
After school I am so tired that I take a walk in order to rest. I cross the ridge to Mr. Hayes' to
purchase some apples. I get a good rest by the time that I return.
Aug. 27.-- This is another day of real work. I am almost too tired to rest. I come to the point that
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I have no appetite for work.
At chapel we have Dr. Jeffcoat, of the Lutheran Church, and Dr. McCauley, of the city of
Raleigh. It seems that we are blessed with visiting preachers. We receive much fatherly advice from
the churchmen.
After dinner I take a walk. I do not get enough exercise. I must do my best to retain my health.
This must be done at the expense of pleasure.
Aug. 28.-- This is a gloomy day. The fog has been dense and has hung low. Just at break of day
there is a little rain. Our hearts are glad. All the day we have been expecting for the rain to
commence. There is just enough moisture to keep the dust down. The ground is thirsty for water.
At school we have had the usual routine. The opening has been great. The College has one
hundred twenty-nine and the High School one hundred twenty-nine. It seems that we are in Iaine
for greater things. The people are coming this way from different parts of the state.
Aug. 29.-- The day is foggy. There is an appearance of rain. All of us long to see it commence.
The awful drought still remains unbroken. Many hearts are yearning for the earth to get a bath. In
many places there is a shortage of water.
At a meeting of the faculty President Dougherty discusses the future of the school. It occurs to
me that we have a congenial group of people to work with.
I get a late start for home. By the assistance of good friends I am at home in three fourths of an
hour. I am always pleased to be at home week-ends.
Aug. 30.-- This is a fine day. We long to see the rain fall, but good weather is a delight to any
one. At Sunday School we have a large crowd. I feel sure that our school is increasing in efficiency.
A Mr. Davis, of Damascus, Va., is with us. He makes a short address to the school. I go from
school home. I spend the remainder of the day there. A man loves to get away from the crowd and
rest his tired nerves. At times it is almost too hot for me to rest.
Aug. 31.-- This is a day long to be remembered. The rain comes in a light degree. The sound
of thunder is pleasant to many ears. We may see much rain from this date. I remain at home until
late. I do several little jobs at home. The first is to dig some potatoes. Next I cut a fine pile of wood
for the stove. I also manage to read just a little. As a whole I do a fairly good day's work. I have
not had time to idle much. I have been on the go.
SEPTEMBER
Sept. I.-- Today the school attends the funeral ofHon. E. S. Coffey. On Sunday evening he d1ed
suddenly. The funeral takes place at the Baptist Church at ten o'clock. Rev. F. M. Huggins, the
Pastor of the church is in charge. He pays a very high tribute to the memory of the deceased. Rev.
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F. A. Linney, his law partner delivers an eloquent oration. This is one among the best conducted
funerals that I have ever attended. There is an immense crowd at the church.
Sept. 2.-- This is a fine day. The rain ceases and it seems that we are in for more dry weather.
By some means the air does not get right for moisture to condense.
At school we have a busy day. There is something to demand our attention each moment. Some
one is making an unusual demand for consideration. By some means I tire easily. The classes make
an awful drain upon my nervous energy. A man can not stand all kinds of heavy usages.
Sept. 3.-- The school is making the transission [sic] from a Regional High School to a standard
Normal College rapidly. Today we have more than one hundred in the college. This school must
have some ideals to attain. One of these is to develop a high type of character in its students. We
may not be able to produce the highest type of intellect, but no school is in a better position to
develop character. The climatic conditions are conducive to study. We are free from the rigid
winters and the excessive heat of summers. The influence of no large center of people is felt. The
town that has grown up around the school is composed of the very best people. Again the college
has a fine type of people to serve. Doubtless there cannot be found a more religious people. None
of the wild theories have seriously disturbed the inhabitants of our mountain section. Another point
in our favor is that we have no race problem. Our people are making progress in a solid way. We
have a people that fear God and obey the laws of the land.
Sept. 4.-- The greatest event of the day is a meeting of the faculty. The school is divided into
three divisions--College, High School and Elementary. The chief thing that we have under
discussion is the ideals of the school. The one thing that will count most is the development of
character. The growing of a character is the one prime thing in life. It is one thing that stands
uppermost in nur career. What we need most is a spirit of work! There are so many people who
never acquire the habit of industry. They idle all their days.
Sept. 5.-- The day is warm and bright. The rain fails to come. How welcome a good warm
shower would be. The dust is dreadful.
In school we run the usual course. There is no unusual events. The student body impresses me
as a serious crowd--one that is bent upon work.
In the afternoon I go to my home at Vilas. I manage to arrive home long before night. I find that
the stairs have been run. I am doing my best to add some improvements in my home.
Sept. 6.-- This is a day long to be remembered. It is an awful hard day on us. The heat is
desperate. In the shade we suffer.
At Sunday School we have a good crowd. In our class we have a fine discussion of things that
interest us very much .
Mrs. Greene and I take dinner with Mr. and Mrs. V. M. Presnell's. It is one among the finest that
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we have had in a long time. There is no finer spirit among neighbors than taking a meal with each
other occasionally.
During the evening I try to read some, but it is too hot for me to do much. This kind of weather
is rare at this season of the year.
Sept. 7.-- This morning I am out early. My breakfast is eaten and I am on my way to Boone. I
have the good fortune to walk more than half of the way. My good friend Bill Banner takes me in
his car and carries me to Boone.
This is Monday of court. It seems that all the county is here. They come from every direction.
Judge Stack is the new judge. His charge to the jury is one of the finest that I have ever heard. I feel
sure that he made a fine impression on the people of the county.
The next event is the sale of real estate in the Daniel Boone Park. This is an interesting affair.
It is a fine type of mob psychology. Men are lifted out of their reason, and they follow impulse. A
crowd is so apt to follow a suggestion. I never bid at a sale. I find that it is not safe.
Sept. 8.-- This is another hot day. Perhaps it is not so warm as yesterday. I must confess that I
have suffered much from the heat. How we do long for a good shower!
In school we have some good work. There are many students who are taking their work too
lightly. We must have more work soon.
After the work of the day is over, I make a trip to court. There is a large crowd in attendance.
In many respects it is a dirty place to go. Many people carry their dirty things to court for an airing.
Here we see the dark side of life. The best people are not found in court. We are delighted to record
that we have many good judges who are doing their bit for the elevation of our brothers. In the flesh
we are weak and unable to extricate ourselves from the wall of sin that surrounds us.
Sept. 9.-- Summer is never warmer than it has been today. The heat is intense. In some sections
there are showers, but we do not have any. In case that this kind of weather continues things will
become serious. In a short time the water supply will become exhausted.
At school we find many who are not working. Some of them have too many activities that are
outside the regular work.
After the work of the day is over, I make a trip to court. This is not a suitable place for me
because the court is selecting a jury to try David Wooten for killing Leonard Triplett. It has the
appearance of a battle. Able men are employed on both sides.
Sept. 10.-- During the night we have a light shower of rain. It is just enough to cool the air and
lay the dust. In the afternoon we have some more rain . The rain is light in Boone, but it is heavy
in other parts of the county. Just a light shower is appreciated. In many places the people are
praying for rain.
Court is in session again today. I go for a short time. The lawyers are arguing the case against
David Wooten for killing Leonard Triplett at Blowing Rock. It is an ugly case. The sad thing is that
Wooten was an officer of the law.
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�To-day I have one of my sad moods on. All my life I have been subjected to these. When I am
in this condition, I must confess that I am not a safe friend. I am so likely to do something that is
foolish.
Sept. 11.-- Today has been warm again. At times there is an appearance of rain. However the
day passes without a rain at this place. From all appearances rain is near by. The long drought is
slightly broken.
The most eventful thing in the school is the Freshmen elect a president. After a battle with
ballots John Edgar Brown, Jr., of Boone, is elected and he assumed his duties. The class is fortynine strong. It occurs to me that it is the best prepared class that we have had. The good work in
some of the elementary schools is beginning to bear fruit.
At the chapel Prof. Williams pulls off a "speil" 134 on the bridge just opened at Elizabethtown. 135
It is more than a mile in length. It is the long[est] that has been constructed recently.
Sept. 12.-- This is one of the hard days of my life. By some means I have not felt well. When
a man is not fit physically, he is unable to control himself as he ought. Life is dark and gloomy.
There is no silver lining just beneath the turbid cloud.
After a day in school I make the trip home. I have to walk for more than two miles. I must
confess that I was getting warm. It does not take much to tire me out. We are loosing [sic] the art
of walking. We are a generation of wheel-goers.
Sept. 13.-- Sunday comes to me again. I use some time in preparation of my Sunday School
lesson. In the lesson for today we have two types of people. One is the loafers--such as we find
hanging around the garages. The other is the faithful band of investigators--such as search the
Scriptures for wisdom and the ways for correct living.
My father pays me a visit. He is in distress. Age is coming upon him. Life must be gloomy.
There seems not to be much in the future for him.
Sept. 14.-- During the night we have a fine rain. The earth is refreshed. Grass is taking on hew
life. The land is the wettest that it has been for many months. Perhaps we shall never see so little
rain in one season during our lives.
Today I remain at home until it is late in the day. I manage to do a little work. I do not feel well
enough to work hard. I do just a few things. On every hand I see things to do.
Sept. 15.-- Our work in school has been pleasant. I enjoy to see the minds of the students
working on their tasks. I must confess that it is living the real life to reval [sic] in thought and to
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look upward for better things. I feel sure that I have done some good in this work. In my soul there
are many longing anxieties. I suppose that the real hero is the one that lives above the small things.
Our trouble is that we waste our lives with the affairs that are unworthy of us.
Sept. 16.-- This is a day long to be remembered. Just at daylight we have a storm. For about
fifteen minutes the rain pours. This is the first storm that we have had in months. During the
morning we have a good rain. This delights the hearts of all the people. For weeks we have been
looking for rain to refresh vegetation.
Today we have not felt our ability to work. By some means we are weak and have no driving
power. Some days must drag with us.
Sept. 17.-- This is a fine autumn day. The sky is clear and the air is cool. Nature tells us that the
season is almost over.
At chapel we have with us Mr. Murray Lookabill of Tulsa, Okla. He was in school at this place
more than ten years ago. He is an auditor for one of the oil companies.
In the afternoon I try to rest. I visit Aunt Alice Cook. For some days she has been sick. I sppend
some time with her. On my return I stop for a short time at D . E. Benfield's. They are in their new
home.
Sept. 18.-- This is a fine autumn day. There are no signs of ill weather. A few more days like
this one and it is as dry as ever. It is hard for us to be shut up in the house when out-of-doors it is
so fine.
I must confess that it is amazing how little some people do study. Work is the chief feature in
all the vocations of life. A thing does not just happen. It must be brought to pass. In order for a
thing to pass there must be some good work behind it. The work must be intense.
Sept. 19.-- At chapel today we have the Rev. Mr. Wooseley, of the Methodist Church. He speaks
to us in a happy frame of mind. The preachers bring to us from time to time many helpful messages.
The weather is all that we could wish. The delightful sun beams upon us. One of these days the
weather will change and we shall have all that we wish ofrain.
In the afternoon I go home. I walk about two miles and then I ride a truck the remainder of the
way. I am at home long before night. I must confess that I am tired.
Sept. 20.-- This morning I make a trip to Uncle John Smith' s. I stay a short time with him. By
some means ,I am restless and must be on the go. I arrive at home at the dinner hour.
At one o'clock we have our Sunday School. By the time that we close I find that we have a large
school. The school has some interest. Brother R. C. Eggers, of Zionville, preaches at two o'clock.
His theme is "The Life of Joseph" and its Application to Present Conditions". In many respects it
is an able discourse.
Sept. 21.-- A part of the day I have my favorite job--cutting stovewood. I certainly do love to
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at home.
At noon Mr. H. L. Wilson, of Boone, the cheese man, came to my home to help me lay plans for
a small dairy barn. We have a pleasant time together. He is interested in the business. I come all
the way to Boone with him. I am so tired that I am not able to do much work.
Late in the day we have some rain. This is such a glad event that it is worth the space to record
it. During the whole season we have not had any rain. The rain means much to us in every respect.
Sept. 22.-- There is a little change in the weather. The sky is shut off a part of the day. Just a
little rain falls. It seems that it is difficult for us to have much rain.
Among the many duties of the day one is the classifying of a young woman who had lost her
husband. She is just twenty-one years old. Her soul is all broken up at her loss. Her ambition is to
make a nurse. With a determination to do the battles of life bravely, she starts to school. This is one
among the really humane stories that touches our sympathy. The world is full of aching hearts that
need healing. In these trying times we need the help of our friends.
All of us think that we are important in the work that we are doing. In fact we think that it would
not run without us. We must not get struck on ourselves.
Sept. 23.-- The day has been full of interest. Many lively things come our way. We have so
many students who do not wish to do any serious work. They wish to bum along and get by with
the least possible work. At the meeting of the Faculty we discuss some plans to put all the students
in some kind of physical exercise. I think that we are going to get hold of some boys who need this
work very much. I hope that there will be no escape for the idle.
Sept. 24.-- The school and the town are thrown int grief. Mrs. Mae Greene Johnson died at the
Watauga Hospital this morning. She leaves an infant ten days old. Her people are prostrate with
sorrow. Oh, why is there so much distress in the world? We are not able to know now, but it may
be our privilege some time to ascertain the cause of all these things.
We have so many things that demand our attention that we hardly know what comes first. It is
work all the time. We do not have much time for recreation. Leisure does not come with age.
Sept. 25.-- This is a day of activity at the school. The Co. Supt. of several adjoining counties and
the Principals of the High Schools are in conference at this place. Dr. Highsmith and Dr. Allen are
on hand from Raleigh. There are about thirty present. They are in session the greater part of the
day. Perhaps this is a meeting that means most to us. It will have a tendency to direct people from
other sections to this school.
The school adjourns long enough to attend the funeral of Mrs. Mae Greene-Johnson. The crowd
in attendance is large. The service is brief and appropriate to the occasion. The flowers are the most
beautiful that I have ever seen. What a fine thing human sympathy is! Our friends come from every
hand trying to console us in our hour of grief.
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Sept. 26.-- This is another fine day. It is not so hot. There is more comfort when it is not so
warm. At times we have clouds that threaten rain. By some means it does not come. One of these
days it will commence and we shall be glad to see it stop.
After the work of the day is over I am ready to start home. I have the pleasure of riding with
Miss Nora Mast. It does not take long to make the trip home. We have no mishaps.
A man is always glad to get home. I am tired because I have had a hard week of it. I must
confess that I get all the work that I want in one week. A man must have a little time to relax from
the hard life that I live. I am on the alert all the time.
Sept. 27.-- Sunday finds me with plenty to do. It seems that my activities on this day are almost
as numerous as those of the week days. The first hours are usually devoted to a review of the lesson
of the day. Sometimes I read something foreign to the subject in order to rest my mind.
The next event is our Sunday School in action. We have a few who will talk when they are
stirred by the proper authority. In many respects we have an interesting lesson.
In the afternoon I am at home. I do a little reading. Mr. and Mrs. Jack Smith come to see us.
This is the first time that we have had them in our home. Before we are hardly aware of it the day
is gone. I do not read all that I plan on Sunday. Sometimes I plan to sleep a greater part of the day.
Sept. 28.-- The first thing that I have on hand is a trade. I make an effort to make a deal in regard
to next year's crop. It seems that it is hard for one to have farming done. The public works are
conducive to the most of men.
I manage to remain at home until late. I have a pleasant time. I work just a little. We are trying
to lay plans in order that our home affairs may be more congenial. It seems that I have great
tribulations.
Late in the day I start [to?} Boone in the Elk Park jitney. When we are near Lovill, a car runs
into us. The car is damaged and the boys in the car are hurt just a little. To say the least we have a
narrow escape. I catch another car and I am soon in Boone. I read a little after I come to my room.
Sept. 29.-- The day has not had many thrills. The usual work comes our way. Many of the
students do not make ample preparation. By some means they hope to make good. Just after school
there is a game of ball between the college and the High School. There is some good playing. One
trouble with our boys is that they do not practice enough.
After school I make a trip to town. It has the appearance of a real town. The cars are coming
and going in different directions. There is hardly a moments [sic] that the cars are not moving.
At night I devote much time in bringing all my work up to the moment. I spend some time in
reading and a little in writing. I try to enjoy this kind of work.
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The Andrew Jackson Greene Collection consists of more than 160 diaries written by Greene who describes Watauga County's education system, including Appalachian State Teachers College, cultural and religious life, and agriculture from 1906 to 1942. <br /><br /><strong>Biographical Note.</strong> Andrew Jackson Greene (March 2, 1883-August 12, 1942) was a life-long resident of Watauga County, North Carolina and instructor in several Watauga schools including Appalachian State Teachers College (A.S.T.C). Greene worked as a farmer, public school teacher, and college professor. Greene was an enthusiastic diarist maintaining regular entries from 1906 to the day before his death. He also recorded A.S.T.C. faculty meetings from January 9, 1915 to May 3, 1940. He married Polly Warren, and they had three children, Ralph, Maxie, and Lester.
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Andrew Jackson Greene kept this diary from June 13 through September 29, 1925. He recorded an entry for each day. In this diary he kept detailed descriptions of the weather in addition to daily activity records, and travel records. He also wrote about his work in the Watauga county churches. He frequently wrote of work at Appalachian Training School and of the guest speakers that came to visit. He frequently visited sick neighbors and friends such as Conly Glenn.
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Watauga County (N.C.)--Social life and customs--20th century
Baptists--Clergy--North Carolina--Watauga County
Greene, Andrew Jackson, 1883-1942
Type
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Text
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<a href="http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">No Copyright – United States</a>
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Diaries
Is Part Of
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<a title="Andrew Jackson "Greene collection" href="https://omeka.library.appstate.edu/collections/show/39" target="_blank"> Andrew Jackson Greene collection </a>
Coverage
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Watauga County (N.C.)
Spatial Coverage
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<a title="https://www.geonames.org/4497707/watauga-county.html" href="https://www.geonames.org/4497707/watauga-county.html" target="_blank"> https://www.geonames.org/4497707/watauga-county.html</a>
Conly Glenn
Elk Park
Grace Hospital
Herman Eggers
J.F. Eggers
Jitney
Klu Klux Klan celebration
Mr. H.L. Wilson
Mrs. Mae Greene- Johnson
Mumps
Normal School
Sunday School
Typhoid fever
Valle Crucis
Will Payne
Willowdale