Evening journal., 1908-12-03

bird. on account Of his strong propensity
to discuss the demerts of the Hog Law
Uncle Billie owned his little domicile.
which consisted of a little log house.
with a few acres of land but raised his
porkers mainly on the lands outside of
his enclosure. There was talk of getting
a law passed to compel the people to
keep their hogs within their enclosure
which did not suit Uncle Billie. and he
was ever ready TO raise his voice in pro-
test against such an unjust law. This be-
came so generally known that on election
day when one would get through with
him some one else would engage him in
argument by which almost his entire time
would be taken up in the discussion Of
the hog law
As we move back from the forest sec
ton towards Blackbird via Lore's Mil
we leave the Levels. Children's Home,
Taylprs Corner. and Townsend to our
left But as we follow the old state
Road from Blackbird toward Odessa we
leave Colen Ferguson's home and farm
on the north side OF Blackbird creek at
its head. and come next to the old well
din property, but later tho Alexander
McClements property. because Mr. Nc.
Clements married Miss Weldln. The farm
is now owned by d. W. Corbit who built
new house and with other improve
ments greatly changed the appearance Of
things at that point. Next we come TO
old Union NJ. Z. Church. which up 10
few years ago was one OF the most inn
portant appointments in the rural dis
tricts. II was on Smyrna circuit OF
eight appointments, with two preachers
bringing each ono there every fourth
Sunday. The present church was built
near the old site i'm 1S47. The bricks were
burnt on the premises and the wood for
burning the bricks was furnished by the
members. The construction OF the house
was a slow process but was finally I'm
ished for dedication i'm the latter part
OF December. Rev DR. Bond, of New
York city, preached the dedication SER
mon and 4 Rev. DIR. Kennedy, of Phlla-
delphia. did the begging for tho morning
session But at the night session there
was rather an important incident in my
boyhood history. The evening sermon was
over and the begging resumed. The larger
propositions had all been worked over
and they had gotten down 10 FIVE dol
lar amount. and was dragging. There was
a hollow square formed by the seats on
the side isle forming a space for the
stove. and /. a boy of eleven years old
was seated on one Of those seats form
ing the square. As they persevered with
trffaf
crossing painfully slow, l got terribly
fidgety and restless. had two dollars on
deposit in my fathers hands which had
dearly earned by skinning calves in the
spring before but / did not have enough
to accept the five dollar proposition but
my enthusiasm got the better of my bank
account and l got TO my feet with the
announcement that had two dollars in
my fathers hands and that I would give
them a draft on him for that To say
the least of It. there was no contribution
during the whole proceedings that receive
ed more attention. Then with that two
dollars my name went on the list and /
was busted" for that was the first two
dollars I had ever earned and possessed.
Now up the road again. and we pass
two little farms on either side of the
road, then owned by two brothers.
Thomas and Isaac Ratclif, since fallen
into other hands. and next little farm
adjacent to the Pine Tree. which Abram
Ingram was trying to dig out Of the
swamp. Where his son George W In
gram was set to running corn rows over
new ground, which he got a little wind
ing and when a company Of his comrades
twitted him over the crooked rows, to
which he responded: "Wen I will tell
YOU how that was those rows were all
right when they were run. but the ground
was too wet and when the sun got at
them they warped"
The Pine Tree brings US abreast of
Gins Corner Townsend and the Levels.
on a line due west.
William Andrew Hukill.