Saturday, September 2, 2017

FROM DAYS GONE BY August 22, 1919

August 22, 1919.

Only a country boy, rocked in the cradle of a countryside mother, fed on the milk of the freedom of the range of a country county in Tennessee, inspired in bravery by the strong breezes of the Cumberland mountains Alvin York was reared. And 3,000 people came out to witness his wedding to his boyhood sweetheart Grace Williams, on the bluff at Big Springs at noon, the ceremony being performed by Governor A. H. Roberts of Tennessee.
Two years ago Alvin was as common-place and husky a mountain youth as are his neighbors there today. But now he is honored nationally, to say nothing of plaudits being thrust upon him by those in the highest ranks. This red-headed benedict, declared by General Perishing to be the greatest hero of the World War, is getting his just dues now for killing outright twenty-five Germans, capturing one hundred thirty-two more and putting a whole battalion of machine guns out of action all by himself.
Now that is just why Alvin York is such an admired fellow. And the aged mother of the two-room log cabin of his birth was there to kiss her dear son a loving welcome back home and to arrange for his happiness hereafter in wedding the seventeen year old Miss of the Cumberlands who had four years ago led the present hero to the altar of the Church of Christ , whose pastor, the Rev. Pile, boasts of his affection and proudness for York.
This is a true story of a country chap who has won fame, fortune and happiness in such a short time and is one that appeals to every lad in America today who are Americans.

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