The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1907-09-22
From HGZ
He Writes the Bugle from
POttOWaSSie Go Where
He Amt Got on
Very Well

/ We take pleasure in printing below a
letter which Hez Bradbury has wrote
/ 10 the Bugle. You all know HaZ he was
/ horned and raised Gen BiEgyille and
/ lived here most Of that time until last
spring when he moved over 20 Scraggs
/ Corners in Pottowassie County where
he bought a farm and expected 70 get
rich The letter explains itself. You Will
/ all be glad 70 hear from Hez.
| Scraggs Corners. sept i, 1907.
Editor Biugville Bugle.
/ Esteemed Person. take my pen in
hand 20 let you hear from me. You re-
member before / left Bingville I told
/ you I wOIld write as soon as I got set
tied and let you know how I ike il over
/ here in P0ttowassie County. I haven't
I got settled yet, being as I haven't made
enough this summer % pay the intrusI
on the farm mortgage which is held by
the man I got IL from. but I will-write
I TO you anyhow. I dot't like II here
/ Farming here is a failure. I am sorry
now l bought this farm. I might as well
/ OF spent my money foolishly in some
other way.
| I can't raise nothing but thistles, Jim
son weed and blsck-eyed Susans and the
market is glutted with them The
/ browntail moths got into my peach
| trees. the bugs got into my potatoes
/ the rust got into my oats and the rats
got into my -four barrel. Apples are
also very scarce this fall I thought
would get enough out Of the orchard
/ for mess Of apple dumplings but I am
mistaken-sOmebOdy else got them.
/ You viii be sorry to leafn that / broke
my leg in June Well I didn't jest ad-
zackly break it myself two-year-old
colt broke it for ne. I don't think the
colt lone il on purpose, but the result
was the same.
/ 1 was trying 10 break the colt when
! the academy happened. not my leg The
| colt throwed me over a stone fence and
/ lit between the gate pest and a now
Ing machine which was standing in the
held with above result. l sold the colt
for less than it was worth
We are all well except the dog-he is
dead, He got shot while chasing a neigh
boris sheep. Ny hens haven't laid worth
a cent this summer I bought some stuff
TO make them lay and fed It to them,
but IL didn't seem to make them lay at
all. don't believe you can make q hen
lay If she don't want to and has made
up her mind she won't, not even II you
beat her black and blue with a club
/ We have had a very hot summer I
have been nearly crazy with the heat
sometimes and with no hard cider to
| quench my thirst life has not hardly
been worth living to me
How is everybody in Bingville? Please
/ tell Eph Higgins. p. NJ. 20 forward my
mail 10 this P. Oh forgot 10 tell Eph
/ TO do this before I left town. II there
amt no mail for me he needn't bother.
You might also tell Hen Weathersby.
prop. Of the genl store, that I Will pay
/ him what 1 owe him Just as soon as I
/ can get aAlittle money ahead. but I have
a premonishion that Hen viii never get
| IT. I reckon Bill Hepburn still looks
upon the wine when IL is red and ran
tankerous and goes to the co. seat ev-
/ cry Satterday as usual and comes home
soused like a boiled owl. or words TO
that effect How is Harve Hines. the
barber? Tell him that 10 come over and
visit me- want TO get my hair cut,
anyhow.
l shouldn't wonder 7 would move back
TO Bingville yet this fall. This amt no
place for a ambishious person like me.
Ny talent don't have no chance to crop
out over here If anybody asks for me
tell EN- I'm Jest barely wiggiin along.
| that's all Respectively yours,
HEZEKIAH BRADBURY.