From Days Gone By March 18, 1915

March 18, 1915.

    Kite pulled off a fiddler's convention last Friday night that was a credit to the town. A very small admission fee was charged, yet after paying $9.50 in prizes, they netted $14.75. The prizes were paid as follows:

    Mr. Hill Fortner, $5; Mr. Mitchell Fortner, $2; and Mr. Morris Riner, $1.50. Then to show that the heart of Kite is in the right place a further reward of $1 was given to Mr. Geo. A. Townsend who had picked the banjo in many of the pieces. All the players acquitted themselves well and gave some fine entertainment.

    Gordon Holden, better known as Gordon Wilkerson, last Sunday took passage and crossed the dark water which the Ancients called River Styx. He ordered his own boat, using a shotgun. Temporary aberration of mind was perhaps the cause. Such incidents are very sad. Gordon was a young man full of promise. His untimely end is a shock to all, and his beareaved family and relatives have the sympathy of the entire Kite community.

    Some of the good people of Kite said nothing should have been said about those wild animals that are prowling around Kite. The reader was told, what we say about Kite, we don't want you to say, for your town is just as bad. Where we have one wild animal, you have two. The writer said as he began to write the notes, we heard a pat pat pit-a-pat pat of small feet. We would hate for the sting which is in the tails of those animals to take the stiffness out of those legs and put it into his brain. You, no more than I, know whether your boy shall be able to whip those tigers. Our grandfathers drove the Indians, bears, lions and tigers out of this country to protect their children. What are we doing to protect ours?

    The dwelling occupied by "Tump" Claxton was burned the other night. They were not at home and nothing was saved. The house belonged to Col. C. S. Claxton, of Wrightsville, and was partially covered by insurance. This fire was a demonstration of the need of an organized bucket brigade.

    The Baptist church on an adjoining lot could have been saved with very little organized effort. As it was church and seats were turned to smoke. No insurance. A few level headed men saved the dwelling of Mr. J. M. Neal, which stood on the next lot. The members of the church are making fine progress toward raising funds for the erection of another church.

Note- The above article about Kite was written by an unnamed reporter to the Wrightsville Headlight.