The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1901-09-11
SARGE PI>UNKEIT.
In Months With an ssR,' Oysters Are Good.
Atlanta Constitution.

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September has never brought any
season Of sadness to this neck Of the
woods. II you will try you may catch
any Cd lazy Of the land hummiug lit
tie spatches Of song that tell just as
plainly as it could be told that their
thoughts are Of other days and that
they are living over again the sweet
days of their childhood. September
never comes around at our house but
what we find some excuse to kindle a
fire in the fireplace, and efter supper
to gather there and talk % thugs as
they used to be. Some pretty pic.
lures come to tho mind Of odd folk
when they allow themselves to indulge
il such pastime. If you never went
down into river bottom where the
vines climb the hig trees to their very
tops and then stand the shower Of
muscadines that would fall in re-
sponse to swing upon the limbs, you
are hardly prepared to enjoy review
Of the good things that used to come
with the coming Of fall. Muscadines
black upon the vines meant 'possu m
"a: aud potato digging aud 'simmon
beer sharp and clear for the Georgia
country folk that once to have enjoy
ed means to be remembered with feel
ings Of pleasure that ripen and i'm
prove as the years pass by.
1t would be hard to make any old
timer believe that fall was the ''sad-
dest Of the year." It was some town
fellow that got up such an idea. He
surely could never have seen the wild
grapes as they used to hang along the
old fence rows and hedges, nor they
could never have went chestnuting
with the boys and girls as they used
to go, nor such man could never
have hunted the 'possum and the
coon and eat the roasted potatoes af-
ter the hunt was through, and am
sure that he never lived in q land
where the country parties started
with September and run till March.
1t was month that ushered in the
oyster season and so far it was good
with town poet, but he found moth
ing else but sadness in the season.
There is no such feelingin this neck of
the woods. There has not been a
happier time for years than appears
now. There has been most glorious
revivakof religion in most all Of the
churches. Men who never seemed to
give religion thought before have
joined the churches and are now zeal-
ous. in the work of the Master. The
signs are all hopeful in religious mat.
te-s sa9 pretty .soon the shuckings
will be in and the parties begin. Ev-
erything around us now impresses the
truth that at last the people of the
country have many more days Of pleas
ure than of displeasure or hard work.
The merry jingle Of song and romp
pervades the air, which as good as says
all glorious is the fall and welcome
to September.
After few more days of sunshine
I wish it could pc that people every
where could slip up on the cotton
fields Of DeKnlb and stand off and
watch the cotton ,pickars at their,
work. To watch these pickers would
forever convince that; the South is
blessed beyond any othe. section. An
Englishmau mas been telling me and
Brown about the hop fields Of Eng
land, and Of what o glorious time Che
people have in gathering the hops.
The same man has convinced us that
we know very little Of the blessings
that are ours by reason of our, climate
and soils and products. Cotton, he
thinks, should be turned to one of our
greatest blessings. Ia is very similar
to the hop raising in England, though
to far greater extent in its opportu-
uity forworls for children and girls.
When We come to think about it, the,
children and and women do make the
cotton crop almost, and they gatner
the greatest portion Of it. The men
do the blowing, the women and ehil-
dren do the hoeing and picking. If
you could slir up on the cotton fields
any day You would be convinced that
the girls of the South can & nd plenty to
do in cotton picking time. And they
do pick it. AS sweet young ladies' as
can be found in the we.la pick cotton
right here in DeKalb, end ,shey sing
and laugh as they PICK, and never q
thought Of its being d low calling
enters their minds. This Enpiishmnn