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Asbury O'Hair



On Wednesday, Feb. 1, at the home of Mr. and. Mrs. Asbury O'Hair was the scene of an occasion of such hospitality and good cheer as would have done credit to the festive days in colonial times - the celebration of the golden wedding of Mr. and Mrs. O'Hair. The day dawned bright and early the great number of carriages that stood out in front of the home told of a greater number of relatives, neighbors and friends within, eager to make this a day of genuine enjoyment to the venerable couple. The home was thrown open to the disposition of the invading host who soon had affairs thoroughly in hand. After all had shaken hands with the bride and groom an hour was spent in reminiscences and neighborly visiting. The thermometer which without stood near zero, was no index to the friendly glow that prevailed within. The oldest present were in spirit, boys and girls again and certainly the memorable day fifty years ago was not fuller of life than this.

A halt was called when the wide dining room door was opened and dinner was announced. The room was appropriately decorated; the long table was weighted down with good things. The sight was appetizing. The dinner served was all the more enjoyed on account of the flow of good spirit and frequent outbursts of humor from those who sat around the table. At the close of dinner, upon the request of everybody, Mr. O'Hair related the story of the wedding fifty years ago.

It was a day in rainy February. The trip must be made over mud roads and upon horseback. He had gone the night before so as to secure an early beginning of the wedding trip. The party had but started and were turning off from old Washington Street in Greencastle to come north, when the saddle girt on the horse, which the bride was riding, broke and she plunged into the mud. At the first opportunity to display his gallantry the groom quickly alighted, tied up the broken girt, assisted the bride to mount and despite soiled clothes, was off undaunted to the minister's. "What about your first house keeping?" interrupted someone. "A log cabin and an uncarpeted floor," replied Mrs. O'Hair. "And what of the time since?" "Well, It had its ups and downs, of course." "That day I thought I was doing the greatest thing in the world," added Mr. O'Hair; and the host of friends at the table believed he has not since changed that opinion.

After a few more hours of delightful conversation around the old fireside, the assembly broke up and all went


away feeling glad to have had a part in the day of such mutual enjoyment.

Mr. and Mrs. O'Hair are well known to all the citizens of the county. Their home has been a center of influence for good that has left an ineffaceable impress upon the community in which they live. A family of appreciative children and multitudes of friends rise up in grateful testimony that these fifty years have exalted the right, have honored God and have blessed men.

Mr. and Mrs. O'Hair desire to thank all who contributed to the pleasure of the occasion. Those present were: Mr. and Mrs. James F. O'Hair and family, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey O'Hair and family, Mr. and Mrs. Henry O'Hair and family, Mr. and Mrs. Greenbury O'Hair, Mr. and Mrs. Ellsberry O'Hair, Mr. and. Mrs. Sylvester O'Hair, Mr. Simpson O'Hair, Mr. and Mrs. Robert O'Hair, Mr. and Mrs. J. A. Curtis, Mr. and Mrs. Lex Hillis.

Copy of a newspaper clipping, in 1899. The original in the book of Alice Anne Allen McKeehan.