St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1908-01-04
Eighth Ward Comment

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/ Happy New Year!
1 The question is, did you watch The
old year out?"
/ Oil her up and let her run,
Drop your care an worry,
i With the New Year just begun,
Find a task, an hurry.
| Times are sweetnin up bit,
Heads are gettin' level,
Il Finest laws are bein' writ,
Aimed to hit the Devil.
/ Grip your work an swing your arm
Keep lookout steady,
! Brush things up aroun' the farm,
/ Gettin' good times ready.
| Watch the dark clouds sink from
sight,
Watch! elections hunming,
i God an glory, see how bright
Prohibitions coming!
/ The continued illness of Mr.. An
tome Provost has deeply affected his
friends and neighbors. Mr.. Provost
who is one Of the oldest and best
known residents of Pearl River, was
stricken down with pneumonia about
a month ago, and his condition has
been quite critical. The gentle minis.
trations of his anxious family, together
with the skillful attention of doctors
Outlaw and Griffith, of Slidell, as
sisted by a trained nurse from New
Orleans, have been repaid by the
gradual improvement of the patient.
while not fully recovered, the outlook
is hopeful, at least, and certainly the
wish is general that Mr.. Provost may
soon be restored to health and family.
If this weather keeps on you may
soon expect to hear of the 9th Ward
being incorporated under the name,
Rainyville.
Mr.. and Mrs. Hyland, of Bogalusa.
La, came down to visit Mr.. Provost
during his sickness. A number of
other close relatives were also visitors
at the same time.
To Mr.. Ben Schneider, of the Police
Jury, good roads seem to be the apple
Of the eye. He is going after them
in a manner reassuring, and isn't
bothering about a little expense. AL
ready R. J. Taylor with force of
men, has settled the stump question,
by blowing them out OF the main road
with dynamite, and with the appear
ance of good, settled weather, the iron
road horse will begin work. At last
we are to have. good roads, and no
doubt as you ride along you will spy
out the little schoolhouse, with the
trim little schoolma am in the doorway,
lookin' as neat and pretty as redbird
side a bunch er applebloom.
Dave Danielson, nearly eyeryb ody
knows who Dave is, returned from
Oregon some while ago, and is now
building him craft down the river,
at Deer Island. The boat is around
80 feet in lenghth, will be sloop-
rugged and fitted with a marine en-
CINE. Dave says he is going to make
a cruise to Panama. The old man is
a Norwegian and pretty fair sort of
genius. He is navigator, shipbuilder,
musician and has been shepherd and
agriculturist. But Dave never mar
ried guess it's case Of q goung fell
lows love turning out to be an old
fellows romance.
Santa Claus was an angel this year
he must have been, because his
visits usward were SO few and far be-
tween.
Miss Annie Sherrard, of New Or
leans, who has been in charge Of the
Ridge school lately, will resume her
duties in January. Miss Sherrard,
who is popular with the pupils and
their parents, is stopping with the
family of Mr.. David Glover.
Some smart children live in the city
and read the papers and keep tab on
events, and teachers sometimes have
a funny experience with the aforesaid
children. The story may not be true,
but anyway sounds likely. A class in
American history was up being re-
viewed. Among the topics of the
lesson was George Washington, the
Father of his Country, including the
little incident of cherry tree and
Ratchet. To test them, the teacher
asked several questions on the lesson
and then this particular query was
put to the pupils: Who was it said,
father I cannot tell lie, | did it
with my little Ratchet? The little
girl at the head of the class was sure
she knew and quickly raised her hand.
S"Tell us now, who was it?
As prompt as unexpected came the
answer, MRS. Carry Nation. +"
DR.. Dabney, of New Orleans, has
secured tract of land on the public
road, two miles from slidell, and inn
proved the same with nice cottage
and wire fences. A family has been
placed in charge who will cultivate
the place as truck farm.
Mr.. Holly, when are you coming
overa I have something so sweet to
show you, did you get an invitation?-
and SO on and SO on.
A dear friend came one day and
whispered soft to me, &