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AT TRYON, N. C. UNDER THE ACT OF CONGRESS* MARCH 3, 1879
THE TRYON DAILY BULLETIN
The World’s Smallest Daily Newspaper, Seth M. Vining, Editor.
Vol. 15. Est. 1-31-28
TRYON, N. C., TUESDAY,
APRIL 14, 1942
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MRS. ZETTELLA WAGNER
Mrs. Zettella Wagner, 60, wife
of J. S. Wagner of Tryon Route
1, died Saturday at the family
sidence after a year’s illness.
rs. Wagner was a life-long
'ident of Polk County, having
resided 22 years at the home
where she died.
Besides her husband, Mrs. Wag
nes is survived by five daughters,
Mrs. Alma Ford of Mill Spring;
Mrs. Blanche Raymon of Land
rum, S. C., Route 1; Mrs. Gladys
Hamilton and Mrs. Iris Flynn of
Tryon, Route 1; Mrs. Lillian
Turnee of Inman, Route 3. Five
sons also survive as follows, Ed.
Wagner of Mooresboro, Route 1;
Lee and Walter Wagner of Tryon,
Route 1; Ross Wagner of Lake
Luke and John Earl Wagner of
the U. S. Army at Fort Bragg,
and. 39 grandchildren.
Funeral services were conducted
Sunday at 3 p. m., at the Peniel
Baptist church with the Rev.
JSroadus Belue of Landrum and
Rev. T. A. Wood of Forest
V^r, officiating. Burial was in the
church cemetery.
Active pallbearers were Don L.
Flynn, Homer Durham, Horace
Durham, William Holbert, Lonnie
Foster and Robert Painter.
Miss Margaret Cameron
Miss Margaret Cameron, 74, of
1 Chicago, 111., passes away Mon
day afternoon at 5 o’clock at the
hospital here. Funeral services
will be held this afternoon at 4:30
at the McFarland Funeral Home.
Rev. C. P. Burnett will officiate.
Interment in Tryon cemetery. She
is survived by her sister, Mrs.
Elizabeth J. Clark, who was here
with her.
COMMUNICATIONS
A Letter of Appreciation to the
Good People of Tryon:
Last Sunday I had a bad case
of home-sickness and'' having
nothing to do I felt an urge to
get away from Camp Croft.
I didn’t care where I went or
what I did, just so long as I, went
somewhere. I wanted to get away
for a little while" and forget the
whole thing. In fact I was really
in the last stage of the blues.
So I picked out a place on the
map withiri easy reach of the
camp—Tryon. I had no particu
lar desire to see it, only that it
""happened to be small and as one
fellow said, ‘It will remind you
of home.’
So I went there.
I loitered around the Main street
a while feeling more and more
homesick all the time. Finally I
asked the fellow who was with me
to go on to Hendersonville. We
did.
' Nothing happened. So we started
back to Camp Croft. We got a
ride from Hendersonville to Tryon.
We were standing by the road
side trying for a ride to camp
when I saw an elderly lady beck
oning to me from across the
tracks.
I went over and she asked me
if I was trying to; get back to
camp. I san that I was. She said
that as much as we soldiers were
j doing for her and her country,
that she wouldn’t allow us to go
back that way. So she called the
other fellow over and gav£ us a
dollar apiece. She was with two
other elderly ladies.
They told us to go to the Parish
House and try to go back on the
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