The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1874-02-06
BEAR CREEK ITEMS.

There is nothing of unusual interest
going on in the Bear Creek valley at
this writing. The weather is beautiful,
not even single cloud shadows the
old gray cheek of mother earth; and
Sol, in his radiant Splendor, throws out
from his chariot, as he goes whirling
through infinite space, warm, penetra-
ting beams, that will soon arouse nature
from her long slumber, and clOthe her
ere long in a velvety garment of green.
1t is so warm to- day that it does seem to
US if we were rosebud we would cer>
tainly bloom.
The Bear Creek road, which lies two
feet beneath mud and water, is still the
battlefield of teamsterS and the field of
terror to horses and Oxeuu Nestiges of
broken wagons and whip-staffs are seats
tered in wild ruin from one end of it TO
the other, which tell without languagethe
anger of the driver and the means resort
ed to when the wheels refused to move.
The valley indeed is garden spot, and
it's rich, productive soil, its salubriOus
CLINE and picturesque scenery, are very
inviting. But alas, like a planet in
space, there is no way to get to it. Let
US haye pike; way of ingress and
egregs.
The farmers are making preparations
preparatory to the planting of another
crop. Some of the over~early ones have
already commenced to turn over the
soil. From what we can learn there
will be more cotton planted out here this
season than last. We would just say if
some of our sister neighborhoods would
raise big crop of corn this year, they
would find ready sale for it over here
next fall. Does it pay to raise cotton at
ten cents per pound and buy corn at
three dollars per barrel? Any of our
farmers will tell you that it does not,
and yet they buy this grain every fall.
Passing strange!
There was party in "Sheep Neck
Bend" one night last week, at Mr.. JnO.
Loftin's. The beauty and gallantry of
the Bend were out en- nlGSSe, and all
seemed to enjoy themselves immensely.
A piano-ffty, sold on the square in
Columbia recently, was the same old
music>box that used to hold Gen. Btu
Ter and Jim Beasley entranced in their
counting days, whan snow white hands
ran over its keys. When the General
saw the old piano on the square, he re-
cogni zed it, and it called back to his
mind the halcyon days of his youth.
Some of our farmers are shipping their
cotton to Nashville. They say if the
spectators of Columbia can ship it
there and make money, it will certain
ly be profitable to the farmers to carry
it there and sell it.
MISS NSu0OHlS ~ Il bOoblllul
lady from the Frierson settlement, has
been visiting her relatives on Bear
Creek. She returned to her home last
Wednesday, carrying with her young
Bea1Creeker's heart. Come back again,
Miss Queenie.
Our young friend, Dick Ogilvie, whose
buggy Invariably breaks down with
him every time he goes to see his sweet
heart, will hereafter travel by rail ViG
Spring Hill.
A bale of cotton fell on Mr.. N. T. Carr,
one day last week, and came very near
breaking his leg. He is now, however,
able to walk on it.
Hugh Porter Akin, brought his beaus
tiful bride to his home on Bear Greek
last week. We welcome Hugh and his
bride to our neighbOrhood. Jim, Dick
and Ned, we would be glad to say as
much for you. You will never make
good neighbors until you marry. Gen.
Butler will endorse this.
A nice party was given at Mr.. n. F.
Carr's last Tuesday night.