The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-08-16
Monohon, Aug. 15,
Il hare TO see the darkest side,
Ihate to be complaining,
But hang me if my temper stands
This raining, raining, raining"

| hate to be complaining,
But hang me if my temper stands
This raining, raining, raining"
That's Holmes-the autocrat of the
Breakfast Table, and I can't help wish
ing that he had to spend the summer
in this part of the habitable world, for
he was evidently singing Of some other
place and time than this. Hang me if
my temper stands this scorching,
withering, shining. The sun opens
his great, big eye in the early morning
and glares pitilessly down upon us,
without ever so much as blinking, the
live-long day. The nights here are
cool, and in the morning the crops look
refreshed: but at midday the sun silent
" suggests "Wilt thou" whereupon
the corn blades become ropes, and the
cotton leaves hang like dogs ears.
Mollohon is as dry as powder-horn-
and is getting drier. Our Oldest citi-
zens span considerable stretch Of
years in trying to find the equal Of this
drouth; they say it is worse tlian that
Of 'S1 and as disastrous as that of '45.
And yet the few clouds that float lazily
and mockingly past. seem bent on
giving us ''niver drap of wather, at
all. at ALL" Our farmers here take
rather gloomy view of the crop pros
poets, though the cotton in this neigh
borhood is said to be the best between
Newberry and Laurens. In places it
is we'll fruited, but the bolls, which are
beginning to open, are little bigger
than small marbles, and the yield can
not be great. In calculating for the
future, little account is taken of up
land corn. There is great deal OF
young bottom corn which will do well, if
the rains come within few days. The
prevailing impression here is that the
farmers will have ample time for SOW
ing wheat and oats next fall-the cot
ton crop will soon be gathered.
A number of Mollohonites have
gone to the mountains; partly for rec
reation. partly to see the mountains,
and partly to be away from the thirsty
crops while they are waiting for rain.
One finds little pleasure in seeing his
crops and his hopes withering under
an August sun.
1 saw man yesterday who has no
time to go fishing; he has been too
busy all the summer-waiting for rain.
Hang him if his temper stands this
waiting, waiting, waiting.
On Sunday there was 4 big meeting
at Liberty Hall, big meeting at Dun
cans creek. and. big meeting at Flint
Hill, colored Baptist church. Strange
to say, three big meetings on one day
did not bring shower. =
Last week the small dwelling house,
Just above Liberty Hall, on the old
Young place, in which Mr.. Luther Ris-
er formerly lived. was destroyed by
fire. All the contents, belonging to an
old negress who was absent at the time,
were burned. Cause of fire unknown.
Mrs. Duncan, wife of Mr.. Joseph
Duncan, in the lower edge of Laurens
County, died Monday morning.
There is no scarcity Of laborers out
of Job, in Mollohon. The hands OF
Messrs. Luther Riser and Jno. Scott,
and others. contracted to labor until
the first of August, thinking after that
time they could make money at cotton
picking. They are in wont Of work,
and, what is worse, some of them are
out OF ''rations," and nobody needs
their services. 1t is likely that they will
set in for the year next January.
The annual picnic and dance at Mr..
J. c. Hargrove's will take place next
Friday.
Mr.. JIG. Houseal has decided to sell
his place here, and move to town-he
will move about the end of the year.
He is one OF the oldest, as well as one
of the most highly esteemed citizens OF
No. 4, and his neighbors will regret to
see him leave. The shadows of his life
are gradually lengthening, and in his
old age, he wishes to avoid the annoy.
ances to which he is now subjected,
Peace attend him! 'MOLLOHON.