"...we should pass over all biographies of 'the good and the great,' while we search carefully the slight records of wretches who died in prison, in Bedlam, or upon the gallows."
~Edgar Allan Poe

Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Newspaper Clipping of the Day




This cheery little tale comes from the "[Maysville] Evening Bulletin," February 10, 1894:
It's a cold day when Vanceburg's newspaper correspondent can't scare up a special. Tho following is his latest, and he asserts that its truth is vouched for by his informant.

He says: "Dr. C. H. Dyer, who lived in Fleming County, near tho Lewis County line, and who was well-known throughout this section of the State as a very noted 'root and herb' doctor, died some six weeks ago and was buried at his home, near Muse Mills, Fleming County.

"A few days ago a pack of hungry dogs were discovered digging with might and main in the doctor's grave. They were driven away but returned as soon as the men left, and re-began their digging and howling. The friends of the deceased doctor, becoming anxious to know just what the dogs were after, concluded to take the body up. They did so, but what was their astonishment, when, on opening the coffin, they found, not the body of the venerable doctor, but a 200 pound hog, nicely rolled up in a winding sheet, waiting for Gabriel to toot his horn, when he would walk out and claim the doctor's share in the glories that await him at the final resurrection of the just.

"The conclusion of the natives as to how this transformation came about is, that as the doctor was not above suspicion suspicion from a moral standpoint, the Lord had changed his mortal remains into those of a hog. The case is a very remarkable one, viewed from any stand point."
I certainly won't argue with that last remark.

2 comments:

  1. Once again, I feel that journalists in those days (or any day, really) don't always take news seriously...

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  2. "they found, not the body of the venerable doctor, but a 200 pound hog,"

    Ain't nothing as dangerous as an undead were-pig.

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