Pioneer Bamboo Resident Talks Of Old Days, 98 Years Of Living By NANCY ALEXANDER Myra Weaver looked out oo her Nth summer from the porch of her daughter's home en the Mil ler Hill Road about four miles from Lenoir. She found it a calm and satisfying one, a seas on for reflecting. Her birthday was Friday. August 2nd. She smiled a greeting from the tow cane-bottom chair where she sat busy piecing quilt de signs Her hair, stiH dark and tucked neatly at the sides with amber combs, was pulled into a tight knot on her head. Over Iter black and white print dress spread a neat gingham apron. Peering through small silver rinuned glasses, Mrs. Weaver held up her needle and deftly pulled a thread through the small eve. "I piece quilts to keep busy," the remarked, carefully and aeatly stitching the edges. "I can see very well. Haven't had ?y glasses (hanged in 40 years." Reminiscing, she recalled a century of living. "My folks were John and Eunice Cook Hartley. There were 12 of us children. "I was born and grew up at Bambo, which is off the Park way between Blowing Rock and Boone. When I was just a little young un we used to see plenty of wild animals, catamounts, deer, bears, and wolves . . . My mother kept a deer for a pet. I remember well my pa bringing it home. He'd kiUed the big deer and found the little one nearby. He came bringing the big dead one and the tiny lively toby one. It was so friendly it would run to my aunfs house for protection when it was frightened. "My brother, Ed Hartley, had a pet bear. It grew so big and got so rough he finally bad to Set rid of it "Across a big grassy field in front of our home was a beau tiful view of the mountains. When the men-folks would go hunting we could often see the deer they were driving run through the field where the dogs -would catch 'em by the legs they were so tired. "When I came up children had to work. I hoed corn and chopped end carried wood as far as 160 yard* in the new. Sometimes we ware snowed in for six weeks at a time-. I've always enjoyed working and stfll do. 'V didn't get to 80 to school much, just to a few free schools that lasted for only a few weeks or months at a time. One of my teachers was Tom Day. Some times we played Fox and Goose. "We always went to church an Sundays. We went to two churches ? Browns Methodist and lit Vernon Baptist. Wa had camp meetings, singings and prayer meetings. "Wa raised sheep and sheer ed them and wove the wool Into thread and spun the cloth. Here's a blanket I spun the wool for," she held up a warm white cov erlet. "We'd make ear dye for the cloth. We couM make any color we wanted. For the men's clothes we'd usually use copperas. We'd aae diffeernl barks, roots and dye flowers for our eolor* "We girls thought the finest thing in the world was to lam a quilting. We made all of our blankets and quilts. We knit our socks and wove the cloth for our dresses of lmsey-woolen or jeans cloth. "Sometimes we'd go to Adam Critcher's store at Boone for supplies and a Sunday pair of shoes; but Manuel Hampton, a cobbler, would come and stay at our house about a week to make most of the shoes for our family. He brought hides he'd tanned himself and cut out the tops and put on solas pegged to the tops with pieces of maples. "We dried our fruits. There wasn't any canning in those early years. We'd put up scaf folds in a big room and lay apples, beans, blaclsjerries, peaches, and pumpkin on 'em to dry. We'd kill a beef every fall and let it dram and then salt it and hang it up in the room on sharp sticks to dry. It was good to eat. Sort of like dried beef today, but better. "We made candles of tallow from the beef fat, frying it out and putting it in little lamps to burn. My mother bad one of the first lamps in that part of the country. It was a small brass one. "She also had one of the first sewing machines in the settle ment. They were so scarce folks would come in buggies from miles around to have her stitch around the collars, (town the fronts, across the back and poc kets of clothes they'd made. "Dr. Council! from Boone was our main doctor; but we never called him unless someone was very serious. We made our own home remedies: pennyroyal for cokte, bark from a peach tree or powder made from the lining of a chicken gizzard for tea for an upset stomach; Jerusalem oak seed cooked in molasses for a laxative. "My husband was John Weav er. He lived at Aho not far from Bamboo. I wasn't quite 18 when we were masried at Jordan Cook's old mill place. It was pretty there that day by the wa ter. He had machinery of all kinds for grinding flour and meal. We built a little house at Aho. , "We had eleven children. Five of them, William, Mandy Jaae, Minnie, Grace, and Maude, are all dead now; Ella (Mrs. Eu gene Day), Mamie (Mrs. Ervin Hollars) of Lenoir; Mettie (Mr?. Bob Triplett) Asburv Weaver of Norfolk; Ruth (Mrs. Willie CasUe) of Blowing Rock and Etabury Weaver of Aho are all living. "It was fifty years a#o last w*k nv husband John was killed while cutting timber. He was notching trees when he was struck by lightning. We buried faint at Aha. "I moved ' Space Agency funds restored by Seoate panel. House committee agrees on 4 !. billion foreign ?id. FISH MOUNTED YE OLE TAXIDERMY SHOP Joe C. Miller ? 2?4-2348 Paul and Ralph Present: Billie Jo Wilson Training for All Phases of Auto and Casualty Dept. Billy Jo come* U as to All on* of the new position* onM by oar program of expansion. She la a 1963 graduate of Coft Creek High School, where she was an "A" student, member of the National Honor Society, Secretary of her Senior Claaa and Secretary of the Student Council. She is a member af Pleasant Grove Baptist Church. BUlie Jo la the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Clinard Wilson of Silverstone community. After 33 years of specializing hi Fire Insurance, the Watauga Insurance Agency is expanding its operation to embrace all lines of protection. This change is La keeping witb the modern outlook of our firm, and further evidence of our desire to maintain our leadership in service to our customers, as "Package Policy" type insurance protection comes into its own. WeVe'PMdy'herti'at Watauga Insurance Agency to bring better and fuller - ?J service to our policy holders. ??? 'm'.- bswit9. ?? ! sr*!? ?>v J. Paul Winkler Ralph Gual tney Owners May Sue Hartley Faye Greer Billie Jo Wilson 223 W. King St. ? Box 267 ? Boone, N. C. Inset: This Is the old Mystery HU1 as it appeared before fire de stroyed M. Photos at left show the new structure as it rose from the ashes of the old.