The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1910-07-21
CROPS IMPROVING.
"Old Timer" Writes of the Crops
Picnics and SOcials.

duuSISl > ItcSl, July L y.
April cut up with wind and cold;
May, the queen, little better did
send;
June had to weep over their faults;
July comes as good old friend.
:Seasonable weather here at last
and cotton is booming where it was
cultivated through the long wet spell
and promises three-quarter crop
this fall, yet many fields have broken
stands, and grass still in some with
a little abandoned, will all go to
make the cotton crop short one,
and the dainty and fastidious little
girl that makes a dress after it is
grown and manufactured into mer-
cerized silk will, as she puts 1t on
and goes before her mirror to admire
the beauty of it, will little realize the
hard work and sweat drops it took
to grow it and how the old farmer
would tug at the grass and pull one
foot out of the mud as the other one
sunk into it as he moved along the
row. Now he can stand in the shade
of a friendly tree, look over the
broad fields of green and chuckle to
himself, and say, had a hard fight
but won, and think of the bright
smile of the merchant as the debt is
paid and the kiss perhaps the madam
will bestow when he gives her five
for a new hat, but all this is mar
red by the pesky mosquito that sings
his song then presents his bill, so
the old man secures brush, fights
them away and leaves for more
congenial place to do his musing.
Corn is hurt and the crops, too, will
be short, still there is talk Of thirty,
forty, fifty, and our young friend,
Mr.. Enrest Ritter, has a field
that will make sixty-fve, and
part of it seventy-five bushels to the
acre. That is right, Ernest, a GER
tain old man admires it in you
and will try to follow your good ex-
ample next year if he has to run
so fast until a game of marbles could
be played on his coat tail trying to
keep up with you. An old man smiles
as he hears of that kind of farming,
for that is the kind wanted.
Last week message came saying
you are wanted at the phone, so hoe
and grass were left and with all
haste made for that phone hoping a
fortune was in it, but better still, for
from the other end of the line came
the message clear and distinct: Come
over to dinner, don't fail, for we
have dish prepared that we know
you will enjoy" With thanks, the
invitation was accepted, and soon
was on the way. Now a dinner bell
or horn always has a charm for that
old man and this message-Well,
thoughts could not express the charm
of the dish that was known he would
enjoy. Soon old grey was on the
run and this hospitable home was
reached and there found that neigh
Dor B. had captured twenty-pound
cooter and he and the old man were
to have a feast, and laugh and talk
of the long-ago days and so they did.
The old man ate until he feared he
would be put down as gourmand,
but still there was terrapin left
enough for supper and breakfast for
large family, and must say that the
cook hit the right combination un-
der the skillful directions of Mrs. B.,
who left it all for others and looked
on in dismay as the old men helped
and rehelped themselves to the tooth
some dish. Find more of them and
send the glad news over the line and
an old man over this side will al
| ways respond jeyfully.
Professor w. D. Boberts gave a
lecture at White Point school house
on Sunday evening last on what he
saw and heard at the worlds Sun
day-school convention held at Wash
ington, D. c., in May last. All en-
joyed it and the only regret was it
| was too short. The Sunday-school is
certainly a world power now, and
none need be ashamed of the work,
for many of the best and greatest
men and women of the world are
workers in it.
Picnics are the order of the day
now and the young folks are on the
20 both by day to the picnic and the
social in the evening. On Wednes-
day last at the memorial grounds the
old soldiers held their reunion;
Thursday at Colston; a social at
Mr.. L. W. Ritter's on Wednesday