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. The town moves cont'd.

     Although there was a strong drive for prohibition in the area and across the U.S. as well, a group wanting to end prohibition in the county filed a peition calling for a wet-dry election.  This upset many of the residents and threated to split the county momentarily, but when it came to the final count, the voters favored prohibition.  Point Blank voters showed the greatest majority in favor of liquor (118-12) and booze also was favored at Stevens Creek and Everitt.
     "Thus ends the dreaded saloon, " wrote Glover.
     It was really a moot question since national prohibition was just around the corner, although it would infuriate Texans.  It was a matter of states' rights.  Texas was ready to go dry anyway, but they wanted it to be THEIR  decision not the the U.S. Governement's.
     By March -- when the rumblings of ware were getting closer -- the move of the town was well on its way.
     The Times was in their new office and Glvoer had left his business neighbor, Dr. McCardell, his best wishes and a pile of stove wood.  In addition, John Cochran was to open a store in the new town and Frank Greenaway was building a two-story up-to-date hotel with 19 rooms and a bath an toilet.
     A new $1000 Negro school was completed, Judge McMurrey bought an Overland and was read to learn to drive it and the Cleveland News reports that A.D. Davidson, a Cleveland contractor, "has a contract to move Cold Springs from the hole to the hill."
     Davidson brought in his equipment in March to begin moving some of the town's buildings.  The first one to be moved was the large frame building that was placed near the new brick schools.  It was enlarged and used for an auditorium and music hall.  A school orchestra was being formed.
     Judge McMurrey was busy collecting logistical date of the court to present to the backers of the proposed Waco-Beaumont Raiload.  He ahd been appointed as the county's representative for this project.
     The county was moving rapidly and approached something akin to a fever to embrace the modern age.  Glover had this to say:  "It is the talk now of moving to the new town, we have heard several express themselves as anxious to move right away....There seems something mysterious concerning the move."
     As for the courthouse, it ws finished in May, at long last, and furniture was already being moved in.  Tax assessor Jim Hade was the first to move in and he was followed by most county officers in the next two weeks.  But as the construciton of the courthouse came to an end, there cam a disturbing message from the governor: a notice that there may be a quick enlistment of men of military age.  Two weeks later, a draft regsitration was set for June 5.
     This news didn't stop the move to the new town.  In June, McCardell's Drug Store moved to the north side of the courthouse and others moving were Hansbro and postmaster McClanahan, who was given permisiion to use a room in the west end of the courthouse for the post office.
     The old printing office was moved to be used as the City Restaurant and T.L. Ross moved his two story office building.
     Just in time for the Fourth of July, an American flag was given to the county by a local group to top off the courthouse.  An to top off the holiday, the people of the county decided to have a big Fourth of July celebration, the first in years.  They have much to celebrate.  They had built a new town and had made strides elsewhere in roads, schools, modernization.  The demand for cars and the new local dealer swamped with orders (they had already sold four loads) new businessmen were coming into town, tow more road bond issues had been approved by voters and it looke like there would be a prosperous oil field at Mount Hope.
     The big event took place in a cool, shady place with plenty of water.  It attracted over two thouseand people from all over East Texas: Houston, Fostoria, Guase, Livingston, Cleeland and even a young lady going to school in Lynchburg, Va., Douglas Fain, got home just in time for the holiday.
     There was musice furnished by the Hoo-Hoo Band of Lufkin to go with the barbequed meat and there was a mountain of side dishes and desserts to savor.
     Rep. Fuller, by that time speaker of the Texas house, provided political observations and ball teams from Cold Springs, Livingston and Cleveland kept the crowds cheering.  (Cold Springs lost to Livingston 4-2 in a hard fought game and tied with Cleveland after nine innings.)
     Over a hundred automobiles took part in a parade through the new town.  Everyone agreed it was one of the finest get-togethers ever held in Cold Springs.
     There was now little to be done with the new courthouse.  A well was drilled and there waw painting to be done.  There were still others moving into the town in the next few months. And word was received that Jesse G. Tompkins, one fo the eight young men who had enlisted with the first military call, had arrived in France.  More would follow, many more.
     A total of 151 young men had registered for the draft on June 8 and about 69 of them were to leave in September for the Great War.
     On a Wednesday that September 1917, a crowd of friends and relatives escorted the new draftees to Cleveland to see them off at the railway station.
     It was a time of mixed feelings.   The future prosperity of the county looked good.  It looked like Cold Springs would be on the route of a highway from Houston to Nacogdoches, which didn't happen.  The railroad that were looming on the horizon would prove to be a mirage.
     There was still a lot of building in town, but they had no way of knowing that within the next few months they would be heavily involved with the war effort.  The mothers of the soldier boys would be forming clubs to sew uniforms, blankets and other needed supplies.  War bond drives would be on everyone's mind.
     But for now, the people of Cold Springs had a new town, a renewed interest in their future.  They had passed over that line from a village to a town and had entered the modern age with a new progressive spirit.
     Over two years before, the courthouse had burned down and had taken several other buildings with it.  It just seemed like a good time to start over.