The Columbus weekly dispatch., 1909-01-14
Mayhew Letter.

gratified to see our letter of last week
! in The Dispatch; but then we are
always getting more than we deserve.
Well, Dame Nature is at some more
of her antics. We will no doubt have
much more Winter-like weather in
April than we are having now. The
bright sunshine, soft breezes, budding
elms, redbuds, the brightly sparkling
clear water, all remind this disciple
of Sir Isaac Walton of such things
as a piece of wrapping twine, a left
hand hook, an angle worm and ANY
old thing" for a rod. My, my, we
wonder if any of our up-to-date young
Americans get one-half of the joy out
of any present day sport that We get
from the angling for the much longed
for but rarely caught Saturday even
ing" cat. How we would work, cut
stove wood, do errands, sweep the
Yards for mother, wash the dinner
dishes, to get everything out Of the
way for full afternoon of bliss. We
forgot to get tired or complain at so
u1duS uuLIGS UCCduSG VIC were A1A4AS
in the future oh, what would we do
if it were not for anticipation, Well,
the weather has been affecting Mo-
ther Periceps," too, though in a some
what more practical way, and for US
more physically painful way. Our
back is-weIl, we will say, for the
want of a more expressive word
tired. To keep her quiet we had to
spade, rake, fertilize and plant quite
a good sized piece of terra firma with
vegetable seed. She no doubt antic-
ipates-has visions of bowls of Eng
lish peas, dishes of salad, lettuce, and
other nice things.
We notice that old man John Fort
and old man Charlie Anderson have
broken up their gardens, but they
have been here too long to throw
away" seed in the winter time, and
we guess they are right, for there's
many a slip 'twixt the garden and
the lip" for January planting.
The innocent sufferers because of
the dreadful tragedy enacted at our
sister town, Artesia, last week, have
our deepest sympathy. May our kind
and loving heavenly Father lead them
gently through it all.
We will probably have something
to say later in regard to that enemy
of peace and welfare of any commun-
ity which they infest-the deadly pis-
tol. Will not some one OF the corre- |
spendents of The Dispatch say some |
thing as a starter? Is it not time to
begin to get public sentiment to cry, |
Down with the festive pistol?"
1t is indeed great pleasure to |
read the letters from the correspond |
ents of the different communities
sparkling, bubbling over with good /
feeling. One might mention some |
but let US not show par
-iality. They are all good; and, by |
he way, heard a subscriber say not |
ong since, that 1.-The Dispatch is the
very best county paper in the South.
Well, I did not dispute him.
Miss D. A. Burgin, Messrs. NJ. L.
Smith and c. C. Anderson spent last
Friday in West Point. They say the
public road to that place is far supe-
.ior to that to our own county seat.
This ought not to be. Lowndes coun-
Y should have as good roads as any
county in the State.
We are glad to see Master Wilton
who has been quite sick for
he past week, looking himself again.
We see that genial faced neighbor
# ours, "old man" Bat Williams, cir
ulating among his new neighbors.
We consider he and his family quite
n agreeable acquisition to our lit
lie village.
Capt. and Mrs. Jno. Burgin visited
columbus the past week.
We claim for Mayhem a premium
or the most popular r.. f. d. man, in
he person of Mr.. E. M. Chapman,
han whom there is no more genial
riend or faithful employe.
We saw Mr.. W. L. Burgin, the
bee king pruning the rose bushes
t Mr.. ". ". Connell's day or two
ince.
We see our good neighbor, Mr..
ocke, stepping brisk1y along the $
abroad in northerly direction quite