The Democrat-sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1906-1935, 1908-02-06
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VISITS
MAXv|LLE
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last letter in regard to my triI
round Route No. 1, Webb Summit
| now take great pleasure in full
filling, The greatest portion OF
this route lays in Monday Greek
township, Perry county, necessar-
lily every new subscriber, with
three exceptions, reside in Perry
county. | started out from the
Summit toward Maxville, and had
fine success. At noon | had got
as far as j. f. Terrell's, found the
table already set and the boys on
the porch washing, for dinner. ]
asked for place at the table,
which was readily granted. Pol
ing IL Wolfe, with their assistants,
had just completed baleing Ter
rell's hay and straw. Your farm
,er friends can very well imagine,
having had so much experience,
just what kind of a dinner we
had. If the amount of grub
moved back was any indication of
who was the boss of the job, 1 was
the boss. | not only had an excel
lent dinner but formed several
new and very desirable acquaint-
ances. Messrs. Polling & Wolfe
have a steam baler-the Ohio
Baler-propelled by Gascott en-
gine, with an average capacity of
16 tons per day. These gentlemen
are very pleasant, and are hard
workers, ambitious, and are per-
sistently solicited by the farmers
far and wide. They give perfect
satisfaction and have cleaned up
about every crop In the township.
After dinner l worked my way
over the hill, passing by Noah
Mohler's, but not without stop
ping for social chat with Noah,
to the Maxville road. | was very
successful, more so than / had any
right to expect, on my way to
MaXville. / arrived in the little
village at about 5 O'Clock and
stopped with Alex Polling. / had
stopped at Poling's before. /
know when [ am well fed and we'll
treated, and asked for entertain
ment. Although Mrs. Polling was
suffering considerably with rheu-
matism she heartily bade me well
come. Mr.. Polling runs general
store and his + lace is headquarters
for the boys, old and young.
They meet nightly, tell each other
of their joys and sorrows, swap
fish stories, build air castles and
drill oil wells. (And that reminds
me that the Standard Oil company
has leased about every square foot |
of land in the peighborhood.) |
After supper the neighbors gath
cred in and the story telling be-
gan. heard very good one ON
the Rev. James Ricketts,, Sr.
Brother Ricketts,, who is very fa-
vorably known to the majority of !
your readers, is not only a good
preacher, and very successful
real estate dealer, but is an expert
horse trader, and it is said, would
rather swap horses than to set
down to chicken pot-pie dinner.
"While resident of Columbus,
so the story goes, "the traders
some e-how-or-other, got next to the
fact that the Reverend gentleman
was a great horse faucier and
trader and concluded they'd see
what they could do with him. To
that end one of the most expert
jockeys produced nice bay mare,
just as pretty as picture and
every pound a thoroughbred, in
looks at least. The mare soon at
tracted Rev. Ricketts, atten tion.
The oftener he saw her the better
she looked to him. Finally the
Reverend gentleman could stand
it no longer. He approached the
trader and asked him if she was
for sale.
sob, yes. guess So" replied
the trader, "but l am not very
particular about it,"
"What do you ask for herp"
queried the Reverend gentleman.
The trader gave his price but
Bro. Ricketts, shook his head,
"too much too muchl" he ex-
claimed.
81 don't see how you figure that
out" said the trader, ''the very
Loak 4.