The commercial. (Union City, Tenn.) 190?-193?, 1903-03-13
PLEASANT HILL.

had good deal to say about bad
roads, and just how you managed
to pass over the bad streets ana
place so much emphasis on bad
roads is a fuzzler. We have seen
in the last four weeks lady bog
down in the streets of Union City
and had to have help to get out, and
we have seen empty wagons bog
down and could not be pulled out.
We have travelled overfa good POT
ton of Obion County lately and the
roads are an honor to the streets OF
Union City. But the most pltiful
sight we have yet seen was near
the college. We found two ladies
sitting comfortably in their buggy
in the middle of what you would
call a street, but more properly a
brick yard vat OF mud, whose horse
lin an effort to carry them through
the mud, broke his harness and
was quietly viewing the ladies and
buggy with look of pity, sympa-
thy and disgust. After building
floating pontoon bridge we managed
to boat them to the pavement and
by hard hauling managed get the
horse and buggy once more con-
nected and the harness repaired.
After which we loaded them in and
received their thanks and a parting
smile, and they went on their way
rejoicing. Now, that parting smile
almost shocked us. We recognized
it but could not place it at the time,
but while sitting around our FIRE at
home enjoying the companionshlp
of our family, our mind wandered
back to the days of our early man
hood, when the remembrance OF
this same smile crept into our mind
and produced a sort OF intoXlcat1on
with the 'vividness of the picture
of scenes and joys of bygone days,
and our mind still wandered back to
thirty years ago at and around Old
Bethlehem church. There we rec
ognized by that smile one OF the
truest and best friends we ever had.
How gladly would we have renewed
the acquaintance and grasped that
friendly hand if we only had recog-
nized you, Miss D., for when we
last saw you it was in your early
womanhood, or more properly, girl
hood days, with the hattering pros
poets of grand future before you
| and not dream or a thought OF
the sad disappointments, trouble
and sorrow which awaited you, anc
oh! how fondly / still cherish the
recollection and cling to and treas
ure up in my mind the scenes of the
happy school days of our early lie
around Old Bethlehem. But Ole
> Father Time is getting in his work
/ on us and the faces that know us
: now will soon know us no more
and the tracks of trouble and dis
appointment is also visible on oul
countenance. How we try in vair
to drive 1t away with cheerfulness
but we only succeed for spell whil'
romping and playing with our littl'
John Barleycorns, whose happ.
smiles and hearty laugh stimulate
us to push forward to the mark 0
our high calling. Let's change tn
subject or we will take the blues
! Do you ever have the blues, Mr.
Editor
We are glad to report Miss Eunic
Shore up again, and visited friend
at Pleasant Hill Sunday.
The wedding bells are ringing s
I: constantly around Pleasant Hi
that they hardly attract any after
ton.
We want to inform the youn
g man who insists on sitting up wit
our Pleasant Hill neighbor tw
nights in a week that she is M
sick.
: Yes, A B c, we went back in Oh
own hole to stay six weeks, but yc
Commercial girls gathered arour
and called on us to come out Gil
a lot of country kids calling dud
bugs at a sand blow, until we can
y right out just like the bug alwa
"U does.
It will be remembered this writ
complimented two of Pleasant Hill
young ladies in former artIcl
le One of them is married and the OF
Ut er one has fellow sitting up wi