The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1886-05-19
Letter from Pamela.
P.So1. s. c.. Nav Il, 1856.

months have made their appearance,
old Sol reflects the rays of heat like a
burning stove. Bright hope looms
up and leaves the winter far behind
mar and beast, with every creeping
reptile, are possessed with new, ac-
tive Gfe-the earth has put forth en-
couraging signs of another prosper
Gus year to the tillers of the soil
Farmers, doctors, lawyers, merchants,
and politicians, with measure brim-
full of pas-time, can be seen angling
with hook and line, picnicing, etc.
This is the blissful calm that usually
precedes a storm. Way yonder in
the distance, with noiseless tread,
tie approach Of Gen. Green can be
discerned. He is standing off now,
bidding his time; when the heavens
open and the needed rain comes down
and mellows the thirsty earth, there
will be a giant in the midst of the
farmers; and won't your correspond
ents make howl that will astonish
the natives.
Pamela is booming up abreast of the
times. With the onward march, our
farmers are no laggards They are
beginning to appreciate and utilize
the modern methods of cultivating
corn and cotton. One fellow is run
ming big implement acro"~- lis cot
ton. The sight was novel to me, and
after looking on while, the following
dialogue took place: Mr., don't that
thing ruin your cotton? no" says
he, q do the same to my corn; look
how it works, and see how charming
" it levels the cotton beds.
I don't propose to write up the pic
mic at Floods Mill. Sammy Swamp,
your lively correspondent, was there,
and has already tod you of everything
that occurred, in the uncommon fresh
ness Of style, peculiarly belonging to
the fairest and most handsome of all
the quill-drivers on the staff of the
TINES. Tom would have been elect
rifed to the end of his boots had he
known the eye of that correspondent
rested on him any time during the
day. l was at the picnic-thanks TO
Capt. B., but cannot tell anything
about what I saw--my honor was put
on the square, especially as to the oc-
cupants OF the carriage-except the
dinner which was so beautifully and
tastefully arranged. Loaded with ev-
erv substantial mortal could wish-as
all such tables are presided over by
Capt. B.-the dinner was a convlvlal
feast that the gods might envy.
Among the happy couples I saw
Mr. Milligan with his handsome bride,
also Young ladies and gentlemen from
Summerton, Pano]a and Fulton. The
former editor of the TINES was on the
grounds and his demeanor throughout
the day would convince an observer
that the little god Cupid, on a perch
amidst the multitude OF attractions
presented by Sammy Swamp" had
Sent an unerring shaft, to find g. rest
ing place on his susceptible heart.
But have digressed from my prom
ise to only report what heard. The
gossip of the day was on a volume
Of subjects. 1 heard the opinions OF
several gentlemen on nut-srass as a
food for hogs-one said he had kept
eight hogs in good condition, on one
and one-fourth acres, for year. l
have always considered nut-grass an
enemy OF farmers, and I would like to
see others try the experiment. l was
impressed also with a remedy l heard
for killing ground-moles. 1t is nov
el process, that of placing to each
hill of corn, COW horn.
That Boomerang" for Occasional
did cap the climax. 1t looks as if
some OF the staff are getting on their
metal. I venture the opinion that the
one who attacks Phi Alpha will get
a friendly fight.
\ lady at the picnic advocates a
costume for some OF our bachelor