6. NO- 42
THURSDAY, JUNE 21, 1951. BLACK MOUNTAIN, N. C.
SECTION II
5f PER COPY
jl SE MORNING atop old craggy
len Walker Describes His
jdding Above The Clouds
By Oden Walker
1SP MINNIE BURNETTE
AND
MR ODEN WALKER
UFSt the honor of
JK PRESENCE at their
'r1.\,;K ON SUNDAY, JUNE
enty-fifth, nineteen
[DUEI) AND THIRTY-NINE
T CRAGGY GARDENS,
ELEVEN O’CLOCK A. M.
nt;,. readers, as you will note
(P ■. i invitation was sent out
rt wars ago, but I am going
y tn take you to this affair
iph the medium of a written
in;. Just a word of explan
—although Minnie and I had
school together and been
hi i-d sweethearts, we had
jii apart, each married some
el-,. a: i wrecked our respect
Bhips of matrimony on the
ami rugged reefs of divorce,
e iccided to mend the broken
g. and retune our instument
)vc, and see if we couldn’t
i music together for the rest
ir Vi s the results have been
fying.
nnie had one daughter, and
ami worked at East Marion,
d two daughters and worked
Edward Dupuy Jr. in his cab
shop at that time. A large
p of our friends, and rela
imt in Black Mountain short
ly after lunch on Saturday, for we
were going up and camp the night
before the wedding. Claude Mc
Afee took one truck load, and my
nephew the late Scott Morris took
another. These were loaded mostly
with young people, but we took
the Rev. Chester Miller along with
us, for we figured a preacher in
the truck was worth two at home,
and then Mr. Miller was a seasoned
bear hunter anyway, and enjoyed
camping. Of course Claude and
Nell McAfee, Ed Lytle, Ralph and
Mae Burnett, and Phil and Sadie
Morris were along, and they cert
ainly weren’t spring chickens. The
trip up was fairly uneventful, we
sang a great deal and enjoyed the
passing scenery. We had to go
around by Dillingham then, for
the Parkway was only under con
struction.
We had to leave the trucks at
the parking ground in the Ivy
Gap and walk across the Pinnacle
to the camp rock we was going
to camp. Scott, Ralph, Ed, Mr.
Miller and others began fixing up
camp. Phil catched some “moun
tain dew” in the nearby rhododend
ron bushes (to which he made
frequent visits), I took a number
of the other boys and went far
down the mountain to get wood
for the night. While I was gone
some tourists heard at the park
ing ground that there was going
to be a wedding, and thinking to
pull a fast one came over to the
camp, and one of the men said
he was a photographer from one
of the bigger New York newspap
There is Nothing Finer
than to Live in
North Carolina
Aunt.
July divides North
Carolina into two groups—
those who like the mountains
and those who prefer the seashore—but right
square in the middle of the state in Burlington
July 19-21 the Jaycees hold their "Miss North
Carolina" Beauty Contest. So July is the month
when we move about, take trips and enjoy
our state. And just to prove that it's not all
play and no work, the Southern Furniture
Market in High Point plays host to more than
5000 visiting buyers intent on business, July
9-21. In the same month you can go to the
Craftsman's Fair ol Southern High- ^
lands in Asheville, July 10*12
And almost everywhere
you can also enjoy a
cool, temperate glass el
beer - sold under our State
ABC system of legal control
that is working so well
North Carolina Division
UNrno STATES BREWERS FOUNDATION, IN*.
ers. and wanted a picture of" the
bride and groom. Minnie, always
the game sport, said she was the
bride, and knowing that I was
getting wood she looked around
for a reasonable facsimile of the
groom, and her eyes focused on
Phil warping around in the last
stages of inebriation, so she
caught him by the arm and posed
for the picture; she in slacks and
blouse, and Phil with one eye
cocked toward Big Ivy and the
other toward Bee Tree.
Meanwhile, I was down in the
beech woods petitioning the young
men to carry the heaviest pieces
of wood, for, as I told them, I
was going to embark on the rigors
of a honeymoon the next day,
which had caused the demise of
many a middle-aged man. But the
boys had no mercy, I had to come
with my part.
We was expecting Minnie’s
daughter, Pauline, to come with
another large crowd from East
Marion, but the sun was sinking
into what appeared to be a bed
of molten steel in the west, and
the chill evening breeze was frisk
ing up the mountain. So Claude
McAfee said he would cook our
last supper of single blessedness,
and wdth the help of several of
the ladies, assumed the duties of
chief cook and pot-wholloper. Af
ter the evening meal, and camp
had been policed, we prevailed
upon the Rev. Mr. Miller to preach
a sermon. We sang The Old
Rugged Cross and Higher Ground
a capella, and the Rev. Chester
climbed upon a flat rock, and de*
livered, what was to us, the best
sermon of his life. It was indeed
inspiring io near uns great, mail
of God tell of the ways and means
to a full and fruitful lifts* up there
on Craggy in the gathering gloom,
where it seemed that you could
reach out and pluck the brilliant
stars from the liquid blue sky.
We began to look around for
places to sleep—the camp rock
would not accommodate near all
the bunch, so a lot of the boys
went out into the rhododendron
thickets to make beds. Howard
Willet, who was a very “dauncy’
little boy at that time, came tc
Minnie and me, with his teeth
chattering like a xlyophonist
playing the Twelvth Street Rag,
and told us that the older boys
had swiped his blanket. We went
out and found them secreted in
the bushes, we rescued Howard’s
blanket, and possibly saved him
from freezing.
It was about nine o’clock at
night by this time, but we was
still expecting the folks from Mar
ion. We was soon rewarded, for
we heard them coming up the
mountain (part of them was on
motorcycles) they had never been
to Craggy before, so Minnie and
I tore off down the rugged side
of the Pinnacle to guide them to
the camp. Minnie sprained her
ankle a little bit, but other than
that, we made the trip in the
dark all right. Coming up one of
their motors got hot, they stopped
at a mountain stream, but the only
thing that they had to fill it with
was Roy Bruner’s hat, and Roy
had cut ventilating holes in it, so
it was just a question of speed for
Roy to get the radiator filled.
We had to fix supper for this new
crowd, and by this time Phil was
yelping for pickle juice—the camp
became chaos for a while, but
things soon began to get quiet—
Morpheus was beckoning. The
night run soft fingers of fog car
essingly over the bristled and
shaggy top of the Pinnacle, and
pulled a downy coverlet of mist
around the Dome, and tucked it
snuggly — We slept, but not for
long—Roy Bruner, always the
life of the party, came charging
from under the camp rock retching
and vomiting. When asked what
the matter was he said that he
had dreamed that he was sick.
Well, it was a very realistic
dream.
There is a fairyland beauty
ibout Craggy Gardens when the
lurple rhododendron is in bloom
hat is almost unbelievable, but
hese beautiful grounds were
ilanted by a Gardener that really
new what He was doing. Man
ust goes in and messes things up.
Ve got to have our wedding be
ore the rapine of shovel and bull
[ozer bit into perfection. My
riend, Mrs. James Kinard, likens
he mountains to regal ladies, that
s Mt. Mitchell, Grandfather, and
U our great peaks, they are lm
_Turn to Page 5, this Sec.
Mrs. Joyner Hostess
At Circle Meeting
At the June Circle meeting of
the Women of Friendship church
at the residence of Mrs. Ladd
Joyner, Miss Emily Dick, who con
ducts a Bible school in Norfolk,
Va., gave a most interesting and
inspiring talk after the regular
Bible study
The circle was entertained by
Mrs. Ladd Joyner and Mrs. Attie
Joyner.
RETURN HOME
Miss Bett Bright and Miss
Mary Parker of Atlanta spent the
week end here with Miss Bright’s
sister and family, Mrs. Charles
McDougle. Mrs. John L. Bright
returned home with them after a
visit here with the McDougles.
HERE FOR SUMMER
_Mr. and Mrs. H. H. Brooker of
West Palm Beach, Fla., have ar
rived to spend the summer at their
home on Laurel Circle.
A
STOPPED HERE
Mrs. A. J. Hickland and sons,
Jim and Mike, of Coral Gables,
Fla., stopped en route to Ohio Mon
day to visit Mrs. Hickland’s sis
ter, Mrs. William Ellington. The
Hicklands will return in several
weeks for a longer visit in Black
Mountain.
CATAWBA FACULTY MEMBER
Miss Marion Dixon, a member
of the faculty at Catawba college,
Salisbury, is visiting Miss Emma
Reid Southworth and Miss Myrtle
L. Johnston. The three women
were formerly faculty members at
Russell Sage college, Troy, N. Y.
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