Dr. Price 2

 

Here is a transcription of the provided text from the sources. (The diary-like writings of a country doctor)  There are mispellings and some lack of coherence given his difficult handwriting.  FB appreciated.  Apologies!!!

Thought. At My time, George Beirne, Jr., was employed as farm hand on Census [sic] Dotur Proefe a Portage Line, in Harvest, a stormy cloud and George took refuge from rain under a large Red oak, Knocked out by the electric shock and when found was thought to be fatally injured- He had carried a gun to the field to hunt groundhogs, and held it in his hand. 

The Gun was scored and bent part way have seemed to conduct My current around the sole of a heavy Shoe, studded with nails, torn from his, upper part, and flown from his foot, a red mark about one inch up with from sole of foot to upper ankle, where there was an exploring wound of exit, apparently- 

When I arrived the injured man was able to stand up, and recovered from shock,without permanent injury, although the Patient described severe illness and weaknesses as the remaining rightfully. Rainy region by fence, trucks, by lightning. mystery to Hiliving [sic] beings, be it Almighty or all Awesome things, but comfortatable [sic] rare. 

More frequently animals taking refuge from heavy miles trees are killed; I forgettably reporter, merely I have never seen the body of an animal thus killed. Friday (2/19/60) - few days of wide-spread snows and cold. July, 13, (Saturday) Sub-zero - the coldest of the winter; such exceptional snow, at Marlinton; again in My life seven inches. (February 2, 1960, Elkins Mroshva). In Christmas Day be clear and bright Whites [sic] and tape like blue flight

 Deep snows and cold waves reported from the North-west and north-east, and extending to Florida and Texas. "An bitter chill it was, the eve for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flinch in woolly field. -The Eve of St Agnes." (words worth).

Saturday -2/20/6- cold; passing winds. 4 AM - copped at, by part to deflect fires and divert freezing water. Electric service supplied the linemen and Electricity - and other crews - waterways day and night. The McCloud (McLeod) Clan - Mary, daughter of Dr. George, Ervine, much resembled her mother, also named Mary. 

First married William, McCloud (McLeod) and bore twelve children, the large family noted for native intelligence and industry - though not a "landed" family, each, usually has acquired a small farm, or a house, to which they have clung tenaciously, in which to occupy on the simple life of Clingman. 

After the death of Bill McCloud - in early middle life - Mrs. Mary Ervine McCloud Married Anthony, Dominick, a native of Naples and they both live, past eighty years, in their gray house on Carrilry [sic] Ridge, Big Run, near the site of the one time "Italian Settlement", & which will be written. 

Mr. Dominice [sic] lost a leg a few years ago from a circulatory ailment. A good woman Mrs. Dominick has sheltered members of the McCloud Clan when misfortune has over taken away. Notably Mrs. Virginia Dilley & you George. Life has recently ended - by a stroke - paralysis.

Most unique daily. All unusually handsome, buxom women of a pure Celtic type, one in early life parted from a "A good husband," because of human frailty and perversity, her former husband, Russell Dilley, who again married, and has recently died- 

For more than fifty years Mrs. Mary Dominick has aided my loyal friends, Boissech, and Couragerous, Hornoff, Mick, from Italy. Vaya [sic] Con Dios. Italian settlement at Big Run. Toney Auestario and his wife Anita in youth immigrated from Italy to America.

 Far above average Italian peasantry, devout Catholics, intelligent, and handsome in personality by industry and thrift a family was reared - I remember Tony - "and had married Auestario became, a minor contractor on Railroad track building; reared the family on an "Italian" standard of "thrift"-and letter.

 For about fifty years, Mr. and Mrs. Auestario, had slowed some money & they decided to settle down and dreamed & founding a "settlement" where remove complete with a Chapel of their faith, where far removed from My odours of a strange land likely rigid and with Quips My peace and plenty. found was sought at Big Run and Carrilry [sic] Ridge - recent site of a saw-mill, near the Railroad at Ivy Ville.

Below Clover Lick- It is interesting to recall that Jeremiah O'Friel, Bondman and beagle of Jacob Warwick, in the 18th Century and Ancestor of My true relationship, why, accordingly to Price, Connolly History settled first on "Carrilry [sic] Ridge" on leased ground won by Jacob Warwick. 

In line with the standard of Italian peasantry, My well watered land looked good, though not up to the standard American standard of wheat Mapped good farm land, fence, Yokeley ridges with a predominately Northern exposure. 

Neither did the Greenbrier Valley possess the genial clime of the Mediterranean, on inland sea, or whose shores started civilizations have arised [sic] at different times. 

However, rapid progress was made at Big Run, hand-quill [sic] shacks converted into comfortable houses, and native stone used freely in Italian architecture of a peasantry type or style, Good water and fuel was abundant. 

By patient labor a mile-long road was dug out up Big Run and Carrilry [sic] Ridge - steep - but passable for a Ford car. I have driven to Big Run and Carrilry [sic] many times. At the time, I was impressed by theintelligence and dignity shown by Mr. and Mrs. Auestario as they labored in middle age to construct a little Italy. A flock of milk goats had been added to their live stock, and once upon a time I have fed at Big Run, milk which is excellent. My hosts were unlearned in bookish lore, but well in living, world travel and good sense - written in there remembered faces - Mrs. Anita, especially, had a truly Madonna-like face, in late middle life. The modes of getting and gaining had gone, leaving beauty and benevolence.

 "Big Run" was not to endure for long. In the 1930's My auto age in America had got going, and the second Generation, took to second hand machines, enthusiastically, with the usual result - idleness, extravagance and debt. Some integrations of the younger set with a predominately Protestant people bewildered the Auestarios, elder Auestarios - devout Catholics. The times hard; plagued by debts incurred for autos by My sons, "Patsy" Auestario Shot and killed himself, his body rests on Carrilry [sic] Ridge, Marked by a handsome inlaid Beattie Holy Cross, along with several of his family and Country-men. Vaya [sic] Con Dios.