Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1890-10-16
ARP ON POLITICS,
lie Says Everything Is III a
Bad tMuss.
CANDIDATES ABUSING EACH OTHER
IN ROUND TERMs-To THE FARM
RRs' ALLIANCE HE Ads
.s 5 DRESSES A FEW
WORDS. :
[From tho Atlanta Constitution.

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wood and Livingston and Peck all
fussing, and Ex-Governor Smith and
Judge Hines in the bushes with their
coats of. Gordon says Norwood is
a demagoguc and uses language on
Livingston. OF curse they had. to
bring poor Tom Lyon into it as a
side show. But Tom can stand it.
Norwood says he does not like the
word demagogue, and he challenges
Gordon for a talk. They all seem
to be friends to the farmer, and are
almost ready, to die for him. This
sudden and extraordinary love for
tho poor farmer is very touching and
pathetic, and I wish there were four
or five Senators to elect. Such de-
votioi deserves to be rewarded. To
a man up in a tree the whole thing
locks peculiar, and somehow reminds
us of the soldier who got scared
early and wanted to 60 home. So,
while the minnie balls were singing
al'l whistling all around him, he was
found behind q tree with his arms
outstretched, and was waving them
up and down vigorously. "What
arc you doing, Jake ?" said a com
rade. 81 want to go home," said he,
"and I am waving for a %furlough."
He wanted to get shot in the hand.
There is many an ofice-seeker, many
a political soldier waving for a fur
Tough now.
What is all this racket about, any
howP Who started it2 Who told
tho farmers that they were oppressed
and mistreated and imposed upon by
All TIC rest 81 mankfndY u" Genera ssS1,easa
Gordon says he has been sympathiz
ing with them for seventeen years
and Mr.. Norwood has neon troubled
all his life about them. Governor
Smith is awful sorry for them. Liv,
ingston has wcpt in great anguish
for then.
Well, it must be a bad, sad case
but to save my life, I can't cry a bit
[ wish that I could. When I see
folks weeping all around me, and
can't shed atear, it makes me, sus.
poet my own heart. I'm afraid I've
got calloused in my old age.
farmed as hard rs ! could for eleven
years, and never found out that ]
was oppressed. I worked. in the
field with my boys. We planted
and plowed and hood and moved
grass and raised horses and cattle,
and sold Il produce for a good
price.
Our corn always brought fifty
cents q bushel at the crib and our
hay 500 q ton, and Gobody eve,
came and told me I was imposed
upon, and T was such a fool I move,
found it out. Joe Bradley has been
farming right close by for twenty
years and hasn't found it out yet,
He must be an awful TOOL. Joe
used to bring his cotton to my gin
before I got up and I asked him one
day how he managed to make SO
much cotton and corn and wheat and
oats, and raise so many fat hogs, and
send his daughter to town to school,
and buy a piano, and all that. Joe
smiled and said: "Well, you must
know that if I don't see the sun rise
i'll tho morning l have tho headache
all day, and as my house is down in
a hollow, [ have to go to the corn
field or cotton patch to see the sun
rise" I'll bet $40 that Joe don't be-
long to the Alliance. He hasn't
got time. When n rainy day comes
you will find him in his workshop
making a pillow stock, or mending his
harness, or cleaning out his stables.
He saves every spadeful of barnyard
manure and puts it on his land. I
had II tenant who worked hard
and p%rospcred. I had two others
who were always behind. They had
a power of business at the mill or at
town, or at some meeting house, and
when the creek was muddy they
were just obliged to go scining.
Their crops we're lwaysin the grass,
and they are in tho grass yet reckon.
They belong to the Alliance, and are
waiting for something to turn up.
This is plain talk, but it is true talk.
The greatest enemy the farmer has
got il his own Incidence. Nc man
succeeds st anything vino does not
work diligently. If a man would
work MS hard on his farm as Reub
Satterfield does in his store, he would
prosper. Mr.. 'satterfeld is a. good