St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1897-05-01
SlideII.
April T, 1897.

April 2C. 1897.
Editor st. Tammany Farmer.
The struggle now going on between
the mad waters Of the Mississippi River
and the inhabitants of alluvial Louisi
ana is one that excites sympathy and
attention on al sides, for so bound to-
gether In common interest Is society
that disaster that brings woe to one
part may ultimately a6Dect the whole
injuri0usly. hence all food news is
eagerly absorbed, even by those many
miles away.
The news that New Orleans is threat
ened, and that the most energetic eff
forts alone may save tho city from
inuDdati0n, Is quite distressing. 1t
would be too bad to have that large and
important city laid up for no telling
how long with . case of dropsy, and
the hope ID INDUCED that such . fate
may be averted.
Farming operations in these parts,
while they cannot be said to be brisk,
in the face Of 50 much unreasonable
weather, are moving along apace, and
each one IL trying to get his little patch
planted to something that will keep cff
hard times.
Those who are engaged in logging
say that they will have to farm more
aud log less, In order to make ends
meet, as the price OF pine lumber has
reached Z point lower than ever known.
Meanwhile some are finding out that
this sandy loan soil Is not bad for
farming In the right way, and are going
ahead with 4 will.
Most st. Tammany farmers are all
right, though they do have their little
peculiaritieS. One thing that close
observation has revealed Is that the
average farmer has IN idea that there
is . pot Of gold, or ut least few gold
eagles, buried ON his farm. When
ever, therefore, while blowing In the
field, the pillow turns up something
small and rusty looking, he stops, picks
MP the object, knocks the dirt on, and
while his heart heats fast, to think how
it may be gold eagle, he reluctantly
learns that It IS only brass harness
buckle, or little cog-wheel out Of :
clock.
favor, ssWildwood'' will take pirogue
S0O ~ UP 70 AOllOW A1Ac AVG A~W
hours perch fishing. Yellow Lake Is
mot really stake, but : broad Bayou,
that debouches into Pearl River, Just
above Indian Village. The scenery Is
wild and graceful In every aspect, and
Is Just Is II nature had made Z tangle
Of trees and vines, and could never get
it Strengthened out again. There Is m
air Of quietude and seclusi0n al around,
and even the occasional sound Of the
raftmen's axe or chain comes In an
undertone. In Yellow Lake the perch
sometimes bite like Is to I, and then
again one might drop them . liue in
viting to ten, and the rcsponce would
be, "Excuse me, this is my busy day.
call again."
Mr.. James H. Murphy went to New
Orleans last week to view the high
water.
Misses Elizabeth and Ruth Pipes, Of
jackson, La, and Miss Alice Force, Of
Selma, Ala, charming and pretty young
ladies attending Sophie Newc0mb Col
lcge, came over from New Orleans last
week aud passed . few days delight
fully, ut Glendale, the home Of their
schoolmate, Miss Georgia A. Cause.
Mr.. B. b. Garrison and wife came
from the city recently to visit relatives.
A bit Of verse, my Castle In the
Sky" written by Mr.. Garrison for the
imes-Dem0crat, has been set to mu-
sic by . Chicago composer. and ar
ranged ~ . pretty and effective quar-
tette for mixed voices.
WILDWOOD.