From Days Gone By July 3, 1913

July 3, 1913.

   There was no local paper for this week in 1913. The following are from various newspaper articles that were printed in the Wrightsville papers from 1913, submitted by other newspapers.

   In Beach, North Dakota: When Mrs. Dave Grant, residing 14 miles southwest of Beach, went to call her two sons, aged 5 and 7, this morning, she found them dead in bed, with a rattlesnake lying between them. During the previous evening, just after the youths had retired, each had complained that the other was pinching him.

   The Harper's Bazar reported a young woman failed to pass her examination for appointment as teacher in a public school of a small town. Her mother was terribly disapointed and decided to interview one of the examiners. "I'm sorry, madame," the man said, "that your daughter did not pass her examinations, but there is nothing I can do about it. You know, madam, that no one is to blame but herself." "She to blame!" exclaimed the woman wrathfully, "Well, sir, perhaps you don't know that them examiners asked her questions about lots of things that happened years and years before she was born."

    The Savannah News reported, Its a fine thing to be told that somebody has died and "left you $100,000" as a New York elevator man was told a few a days ago. But it isn't so fine to be told a little later on that it was all a joke, especially after you had planned just how you were going to spend that $100,000, satisfy your revenge, reward those who had stuck to you and praised you, by an automobile,, and a house and take a trip to Europe. And then on top of that suppose you had given up your job because you didn't expect to work anymore now that you were rich! The elevator man is hunting another job. The next man who "dies and leaves him a failure" will be thoroughly investigated before there is any extensive building of castles in Spain on account of a "legacy"

    A motorist tells this one on himself, trying out a new car on the road between Cedar Grove and Great Notch he stopped to pick up an old farmer who looked as if he might like a ride and who admitted that it was his first experience in an automobile. The machine was hitting a pretty good clip when it skidded on a soft spot and ran into a tree. Nobody was hurt, but as the ruralite picked himself up said to the motorist: "Well, that was going some. But say, mister, there's one thing I'd like to ask you. How do you stop one of these contraptions where there ain't no trees?