Not Forgotten
Anderson was known for his hunting, in particular bear hunting. In the Fall, he along with his sons, friends and dogs would travel by horse and wagon to the Yew Pine Mountains near present day Richwood, WV to hunt bear and deer. At the half-way point of the trip they would stop at the home of Albert Williams(?) in Greenbrier County near present day Duo. Mr. Williams owned a large parcel of land with fields along the ridge tops. It was a distance of thirteen miles from where the hunters entered the front gate of his property to the back gate where they exited the property. Andersons son Albert accompanied them on one such trip. Albert was still pretty young and they left Albert at the camp in the Yew Pines to watch after things. The dogs ran a deer through the camp and Albert shot it. Albert was very skilled with a rifle. It is said that he could hit a rabbit on the run with a .22 caliber rifle every time. In later years as an elderly man, he demonstrated his skill to my dad by having him stick kitchen matches in the cracks of a fence post and Albert would shoot the heads off them.
G.W. Moore, who was my maternal great grandfather, delivered mail by horseback from the post office at Smoot, WV to Clifftop, WV (a distance of around 20 miles). His route took him by Andersons home at Ravens Eye. One day just as he passed Andersons house a bear stood up and looked at him from across a rail fence just below the cemetery. Moore wheeled his horse around and rode back to Andersons house and yelled to Anderson that there was a bear just down the road. Moore said that Anderson got excited and began running around the house repeatedly yelling to his son Albert, Get your gun, get the dogs, get the horses, theres a bear down there. Anderson and Albert got the dogs and horses and they pursued the bear through Corliss and down to Meadow River where the bear escaped by swimming across the river at Honey Dew. Continued Page 2