The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1909-04-19
WITH AUNT BECKY.
Raising Cotton to Buy Corn and
Forage-A Dog Story About
Hats.
Correspondence of The Robesoniar.


Correspondence of The Robesoniar.
The morning dawned rainy
and fiustery, but l see from my
doorway on the adjoining farm
our neighbors are busy planting
cotton, and this is the week ap-
pointed in the Fork for a general
putting in of the great Southern
staple.
The Squire and I took a trip
yesterday into the Midway Sec
ton about 8 miles east of our
home, and on almost every farm
on our route a scene of busy ac-
tivity was presented. Some were
planting, some getting ready, and
others had been planting last
week, and could see no evidence
anywhere of reduced acreage.
AS we travelled along I kept a
sharp lookout for the corn pros
pect, but, with only one excep-
ton, saw but two or three acres
in a place, and these stuck off in
some little corner of a sand-bed.
From these prevailing conditions
the overcoming question arose
in my mind, Does it pay to raise
cotton with which to buy corn
and forage, especially at the pres
ent prices?
We visited the home of Mr..
Neill McCallum and family, hav-
ing learned on Saturday of the
serious illness of Mr.. McCallum,
who is a beloved kinsman and
one of natures truest noblemen.
We found him some better and
hope he may gradually recover
his wonted health, as he is one
who would be sorely missed in
church, community, and all of
the relations in life. While in
his home, his son Mr.. James Nc
Callum, of Jacksonville, Fla, ar
rived, which was a source of
great pleasure and comfort to his
father and family. On our re-
turn home, we called by Mr.. w.
H. Mccormick 8, of the Turn Out,
who informed US that some muir
derous animal, presumably a dog.
had the night previous visited
his back piazza, where a fine lit
tie Scotch Collie puppy was sleep
ing in a box, and spirited hin
away so noiselessly that nothing
was known of his presence unit
the next morning. The remain!
of the poor little victim were
found some distance from tn
house, with his head entirel,
eaten off. A colored man livin,
near by informed US that on tn
same night a dog of tremendou
size was around his house an
bit one of his puppies. He mad
an effort to shoot him, but he es
capped. l advised him either t
kill or confne his own dog, as tn
marauder was probably mad.
can not account for the grea
prevalence of these rabid cres
lures which are such a menac
all over the land. Up to a fe7
lyears ago such thing as a ma
dog was almost unknown, and i
old times there were packs {
hounds and hunting dogs on a
most every plantation and notl
ing ever was heard of their e.
ing mad. The very idea of h.
drophobia is so awful that l O
ten wish there was not a dog
the world, and yet I have alwa.
had a liking for CANNES of goo
character and habits, and mar
of them exhibit trails of wisdo
and affection wonderful in tt
brute creation.
During a visit down in Flori'
once my brother-in-law, M
Fickle, and DR.. McRae, of Nj
rose, Fla, went down on t
train one morning to some hal
mock lands about 80 miles d
tant, on a quail hunt, TAXI
: with them beautiful and va
able setter of Mr.. Pickles by t
name of Flora. They got off al
I little railroad station, and hunt
y the most of the day, so VIII
train time was approaching tn
found themselves near the ne
station further down, havi
traversed about 6 miles from
point at which they disembark
that morning. So they made ]
the nearest station but found l
on arriving there that Flora W
missing, and they were be
much troubled thereby, but
was now late in the afterno
and they were obliged to s
home, so they boarded the ira
and when they pulled up to t
little station where they got
in the afternoon they were (
lighted to see Miss Flora sitti
upon the platform, apparen
waiting to get on where she h