The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1905-02-15
OUT ON THE ROAD.

Shut in by sleet and cold for sew
eral days at length we ventured fortn
from the Peninsula to find that Mr.
Crawford Sanders was almost literally
priizng his plantation up, for drain
ing practically amounted to that. He
has as fine land as is to be found and
is getting it in first class order.
Wherever one looked on the road
to Hagood new houses of one or
another kind greeted the eye and still
the work is going on.
Yes, our people are greatly de-
pressed on account Of the cotton
market. A man of years who keeps
a meat market in Camden says he
does not recall any time in his busi-
ness life duller than the present sea-
son. The farmer is the very life Of our
Southland.
At Hagood we met that jolly rail-
road agent. Mr.. Hartness, Charles and
Crawford Sanders, that peerless gen
tleman, NJ. Hildebrand, the old war
horse, Mr.. Garner Sanders and wrote
out receipt for Rev. S. Belk as
paid up subscriber to Watchman and
Southron.
Thence we journeyed toward the
state farms, passing the home of Hon.
A. K. Sanders, who was away at the
capital.
We got to the DeSaussure farm in
time for dinner. and had the good for
tune to find its genial superintedent
at home.
Everything was in fine shape and
the convicts were busy at work she'll
ing corn and cutting wood.
The Watchman's weekly visits here
are looked forward tot comes
welcome visitor to relieve the monot-
ony and tedium of life.
In the afternoon we proceeded to
the Reed farm to be entertained,
amused and instructed by that
clever man, that clever farmer, MI.
J. Fl. Morris. He does not tire with
telling how royalty he was entertain
ed by the citizens of Sumter during
the carnival. To use his language, "as
kind and large hearted people as
can be found"
I can't tell about all that I saw,
but saw some pumpkins, the
largest 3'poturnips,' to use the
language Of an old sister, at the carni-
val; cane twenty feet long, heaps
and heaps of corn, how much I can
not tell; it was sight to look at,
shelled and ear, the finest, fattest,
sleekest stock and those blood hounds.
I was teasing one through the fence
when friend grabbed me on the
thigh with a savage growl- 1 feel
creepy yet.
Over and above all expenses, i'm
provements counted in, the two farms
will pay into the state over $4,000.
The Watchman comes here to light
ten the burden Of care.
Some time had passed since our
last visit to the home Of Mrs. M. B.
Halle where we noted number Of
changes all looking to the beautifying
Improvement and comfort of the
place.
It was dusk and a bit cool when we
got to w. J. Young's. He declared we
should not see the Watchman, which
had just come in, because he wanted
us to talk and then fell to rumaging
among some papers for ever so long
O. time in search of a note or letter.
But you know ill Young, who's
presence in any crowd makes heavi-
ness an impossibility. Would the
world had more of his kind
We had the pleasing companion
ship Of H. c. Mcleod, j. M. Reams
and D. V. Keels, where we dined Fri
day. In the afternoon, after securing
the subscription of Mr.. j. F. Baker,
we repaired to the home Of Mr.. Dan
iel Mcleod, who can entertain with
talk while he drives the nail Friday
night was spent at the pleasant home
of Mr. Walter Harlee, who can ex-
press himself forcibly and clearly by
pen or tongue.
Some colored farmers in this COM
munity whose success deserves notice
are the SINNERS, VIM. Cohen and
Frierson Wilson. B.
Hagood, Feb. 13.