The Newberry herald and news. (Newberry, S.C.) 1884-1903, 1891-08-06

I've got carload Of wheat right here
in town for sale, and all I can get is -
cents bushel, and I've kept an account
fair and square and it has cost me over
50 cents to raise it, and my cotton is
worse than that, and I've worked
harder last year and this than I ever
did in my life, and you can just look at
my hands, and I tell you Major Arp
there is no use in talking something
has got to be done for the farmers-T
cents won't grow a bushel of wheat in
this country"
Just then carpenter came along and
said: well, I'm glad to hear wheat
has come down. I hope now we will get
flour little cheaper. Pm getting mighty
tired paying So a hundred for -four"
and he hurried on to his work. And
so, Mr.. Editor, don't know what to
do. I would fix it all right if could.
I would arrange matters so that every
man could sell high and buy low; but l
don't see my way clear, and so, like
Uncle Simon Peter, believe win
give all people my benediction and
leave these troubles with the Lord.
But these youngsters don't care cent
about the the price of flour nor the
third party, nor where the money is to
come from. They have about lun away
with the country. Tomorrow there is
to be another baseball match game.
They have had three this week, and
because I slip around the back way
and get in the back ground and look
on they say Pm in favor of it, but I
amt. If they woulden't play I wouldn't
60; but I don't want to see Dalton cs
Cedartown or Marietta come up here
and beat our boys, and so I slip around
to do little hollering and sick the boys
on. The boys oughtent to lead an old
man into temptation. They can't play
mucn nohow. They don't hit one ball
in ten, but we boys used to knock the
old town ball a quarter Of a mile, and II
we ever missed one we were caught out
behind sure. And the girls are just as
crazy about tennis. They play all the
shank Of the afternoon, and sometimes
don't get back in time to fix the table
for supper, and my wife has got to go
down town nearly every evening for a
spool of thread or something, and I've
Just found out she slips over to the
tennis court to see young folks play
next thing I know she will be playing
football. She takes rides with the
children and says they ought to have
some sport while they are young--some-
thing to look back to when they get
old and full of care and trouble. It
has been forty years." said she, 'since
I had any time to enjoy such things,
for there was always baby in the way,
and now I am going when feel like
it,"
Well, let her go. I don't care. Let
her NEW her youth, as Milton says.
She ought to have pension right COW
as a confederate widow; but she is spoil
ing these children. When I came home
from Missouri I inquired for Carl, and
she said he was at Chickamauga with
the military. "How is that?' said I.
"He diden't belong to any company"
NO." said she, "but he went over to
Rome, and Captain Byrd took him in
on the tail-end of his company, and he
borrowed uniform and I let him go.
He has been studying very hard, you
know, and needed a rest" Well, 1 had
two grandsons up there-military boys
right fresh from Auburn college-and
they got into the company, too, and
wanted to rest, and so acquiesced and
and sung my old song:
Sorrow endureth for night, but joy
cometh in the morning."
"Well, it didn't cost a cent, for the
State footed the bills, and the boys say
they had a splendid time--never had
50 much fun in all their lives. Two
Of them belled COW and rode her
bareback through the camp one eve
ming, and never got in the guard house
for it. Only had to do double guard
duty for two days, and that wasent
nothing they said. 4 new company
rom the wiregrass got there one night
about ten o'clock, and the cadets found
out they were pretty green and met
hem at the depot and marched them
, mile away and drilled and double
Iuicked them for two hours just as
hough they had orders to do it. They
at up all their own rations and stole
else's that were not under
ock and key. They kept the whole
amp in an uproar, and Pm afraid my
meal descendants were at the head of
t. Captain Phil Byrd, of The Hus-
ler," had better mind how he attaches
he Arp family to his company. 1t
las been 46 years since I helped to take
he clapper out of the college bell and
loiss billy goat into the tutors room,
nd now the sins of my youth are be-
ng vented upon me in the devilment
# my children and grandchildren, and
be State and the governor and the
legislature and my wife are responsible
or it. But it's all right, I reckon, and
ll's we'll that ends we'll. "Sorrow en-
Iureth for a night, but joy cometh in
he morning" BILL ARP.
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