The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-09-13
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have been sick, sick all over, and
for so many weeks, that am weaken
ed, and don't feel very well no how.
Home chicken does net agree with me,
and when I am able, / go to the home
of country cousin and try the bird
there. There is quite difference as
to where it is eaten-no doubt the
knowledge that the home chicken costs
20 cts, and the country chicken is
not bought at all, has some thing to do
with it. think so. / went to cousin
Sim Browns house last Thursday. and
was told that he lived seven miles from
the Court House, on the Joe Caldwell
road. but found the distance eight and
a half. Seven miles from town. How
many of my cousins are just seven
miles off, north, south, east and west.
Prosperity, Jalapa, Beth Eden, Silver
Street. all seven miles; and each place
filed with cousins, and my horse is so
accustomed to the seven mile trot, that
it is difficult to get him farther. The
extra mile and a half to Cousin Sims
was more than that highly educated
animal bargained for. and had to talk
to him in tones both loud and deep to
convince him that some people lived
farther OFF than others. Horses are
intelligent. The distance was made
however, and the house found at eleven
o'clock, off from the road about quar-
ter of mile. It is a large, substan-
tial, comfortable and dconvenient house,
and It is full Of young Browns, but
why it was built so far from the road.
puzzles me. 1t was built after the war
and perhaps recessed to be free from
road tramps, and night lodging hun
ters. Be that as it may it stood invit-
ingly prominent to my view.
Cousin Sim is good fellow, intelli-
gent, and a good farmer, but like most
others following the same profession,
is now realizing how difficult it is TO
make corn and cotton without rain.
Poor follows all. sympathiZe with
them deeply, and bid them keep stiff
upper lip, and tight breeches. Surely
better time is coming. / saw some
patches of corn which looked we'll.
Tom Chalmers, Carter Wilson, Antine
Buzhardt and others on that road seem
to be living. While waiting for dinner,
I asked our cousin if he knew how our
town Mollohon derived its cognomen,
he answered that there was no cog
about it, but that four naen-Messrs.
Henry, Nathan and Jack Whitmire,
and Edward McMorris, all four hail
ing from the country Mollohon, came
to town, settled, and having money
enough, bought the block, or the land
on which the block once stood, and
named it Molzohon, in honor of the
place they came from. Well, from
whence the name of the original Mol
lohon. Scratching his head, cousin
Sim said, it was so named after an
old and eccentric woman, whose name
was MoLL. who lived in that settlement,
and whose chief pleasure it was TO sit
and lie about in the festive sunshine
amid the rocks. In the neighborhood
of Mr.. Joe Caldwell's there is now a
huge rock, bearing the name of sMoll's
rock from the fact that it was one
of her trysting places. So much for
Mollohon, and now for dinner. ltwas
good dinner, country dinner, there
was no pate de .toi gTaS, nor yet 6trds
nest, or fTicandeou of puppy Z la chinese,
but there were other condiments, bet
ter and,more to my taste.
Late in the afternoon L beat a re-
treat for home, and the horse realizing
that eight and a half miles lay between
him and his oats made the trip better
than that of the morning. On the
way, little girl in front of farm
house was asked if her mother had any
butter for sale, ''no'' said she, ''but
aunt SalIie has some.'' ''Where does
aunt Sallie liye?' SIN GAINESVILLE,
Ga.,'' was the reply. I suppose Aunt
Sallie had written to her mother, and
among other items of news had inn
parted the intelligence of having but
te,. for sale. 1t was then about six
o'clock, the sun heavy and ready to
dip behind the western hills, and |
thought it best not to 60 in search OF
aunt Sallie and her butter in Gains
vile, Ca, but to get home, which |
did, feeling much better than when |
started.