Connecticut western news., 1910-03-03
THE COUNTRY CORRESPONDENT
A Writer Who Appreciates His Ef-
 forts in Making a Good Paper.

A Writer Who Appreciates His Ef-
 forts in Making Good Paper.
 How many jokes are sprung at the expense of the country correspondent! Like the poor mother-inlaw, he comes in for ridicule and more or less islander, but he goes right on as in the days of the hand press and heyday of the tourist typo and is still with us just as good as new.
 You always read his items because, no matter what your familiarity or expe rience be in the rural districts, you find something of interest. That John Brown has put an addition to his house and painted it red sounds good to the reader who used to know John in Mis- souri when hls circumstances wouldn't allow him to put an addition to his hoop pole hen coop. That Sarah Brown mar ried one of the Wilkins boys may not in terest you, but the folks back home who used to predict great things for the Brown girls are pleased to know Sarah got husband. The old, familiar Ed Smith has a new buggy. Look out, girls " in forms you that some fellow out on Black Bear is prosDering, while those who know Ed are glad to learn that he is still the same unmarried, jolly fellow who was always the life of the socials and the plague of the spelling school and de batting society.
 That Bill Jones made final proof of his farm last Saturday" is only passing matter with us, but the folks back in Iowa will be glad to know Bill is the possessor of 160 acres of good Oklahoma land. Upon reading this they may ven- ture here to speculate, as they have hardly done as we'll as Bill, who left Iowa with nothing but good health as his stock in trade.
 So it is. Those little seeming import ant items furnish as much. and possibly more. pleasure for the subscriber of the country weekly as the great and all-ab- sorbing topics relating to Hyde, Lawson and the Panama Canal and other studies of great pith and moment.
 Again. at night when the work Is done. you pick up country weekly from the old home back East. You look over the town news, scan the blazing half page ads and turn over to the country cores pondence. Not that you were acquuiut, in every neighborhoo1 from Pleasant Valley to Pumpkin Ridge, nor do you know the present generation spoken of in the news items. But here and there is an old family name that makes you think, and takes you back to the good old days gone by. An item about the old church or the school, and as you sii there the recollection brings back mem ories all but forgotten. You wander out on the big road through the valley and woodland to the big farmhouse. Then hundred faces of boyhood com panions are all before you as you picture the revival at the crossroads church or the spelling bee at the old red school house, ,and you wonder what has become of all the boys and girls you left when you started West.
 The old tourist printer has been rele- gated to the junk pile by the linotype, the city man takes his notes in short hand, the editor dictates his mater to the amanuensis and from the typewriter It goes down the tube-the revolution is complete, yet there IS one good, old-fash- toned feature holding Oyer-the weekly copy from the country correspondent. Nothing can take his place. May he be with us forever, because the paper needs him and the readers appreciate him and we want him, though he hasn't i'm proved a lick in spelling and punctua- tion.-Perry Republican.