The Kemper herald. (Scooba, Miss.) 1875-1908, 1904-01-28
"Uncle Bnlie.s,, Letter.
ENoNDALr, Mres., Jan. 25. loo4

0NoNDNbh, mLsS.s Jan. 70,
Editor KKMPER HERALD:
Well, my brother farmers. I
guess we have had plenty of rest,
so lets get out this sunshiny
weather and clean off those ditch
banks and. get ready for bnsi-
ness. Let's save a few of the
birds to whistle and sing,for us
next Spring, when we 90 out
blowing early in the morning
when the dew is sparkling on
the grass.
i am glad to know that lots of
our sons are coming home to
farm this year. Their old moth
ers are glad to see them come,
and the girls are glad to see
them come too. My littlest kid
stayed away from his fair dull
cena seven long days, one hour
ann fifteen minutes. The bows
do tell it on him that he only
touched Blackwater bridge with
one foot on his way out from the
station. Oh, Lordy! 1 would
give half of my kingdom if girls
looked as pretty and ginger
cakes tasted as good to me as
they did when 1 was a kid. But
| am thankful for one thing
the "bite of u tiger" makes me
feel as good if not better now
than it did years agone.
Now, boys, go to work and
plant cotton; pillow up the calf
pasture, the orchard, the garden
and everything, and plant in cot
ton. l may as well tell you to
do SO, for.you are going to do 80
anyway.
But me and my old Solomon
horse are going to plant lots of
corn and oats, vetch and barley.
Last week l heard a sort of a
wheeling, gruntiug kind of a
noise out at my lot, and when I
looked l saw one of those all.
cotton farmers mules standing
looking over the fence at my old
Solomon horse standing knee
deep in pea-vine hay, munching
corn. The old mules hair was
all turned up the wrong way.
you could hang your hat on his
hip bones, his ribs showed thro'
his hide, his two ears stuck up
straight and came together at
the points; he had a look on
him which plainly said "if you
come near me I'll kick" My
old Solomon horse arched his
neck and went closer and took a
look at him, and I could almost
hear him say, sob, my poor halt,
brother, give him some corn"
l think this all-cotton planters
mule came round to get me to
buy him, and l am satisfied if
he could have talked every word
he would have said would have
been cuss words. Imagine what
st. Peter will say when this all
cotton farmer undertakes to ride
this poor old mule into heaven.
When the spirit of this all. lection
planter and the spirit of this
poor old male pass off into the
spirit world, l am afraid that the
spirit of this old mule will, with
open mouth and fiery eyes, 60
chasing this all-cotton planter
forever and ever. So, bows. YOU
have the picture; now take your
choice.
Well, | see one of my kids out
IN a nice grove about "a quarter
OF a mile from my place, step
ping backward and forwards
like he was locating something.
Then he will stepl,.to one side
and take a look all around. l
think / can almost hear him say
to himself. "Wouldn't a ce
house look we'll on this ridge"
l see him examining a tree con-
tanning a nice, smooth, hollow
space. He may have thought of
cutting it tor a horse trough, but
well, l have seen such trees
cut in lengths of four feet and
rockers put on them and used
tor other purposes.
Well, let's give the boys a fair
show, and watch them roll up
their sleeves and go to work.
0. b. W.