Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1911-07-12
SPOT" WORKS ROAD.
Writes of Needed Work on
Public Roads and Suggests
Way of Paying Road
Tax.

Well, Mr.. Editor, after reading
your issue of this week, / by
chance got hold of the Edgefeld
Chronicle, and in it 1 found some
thing and that was Skillet.
''Pot" now wants to raise his hat
high in obesance to the utensil that
is neither biped or qusdruped. Tis
true Anon, one of your correspon-
dents, got on trail of something
seve al weeks ago and now Skillet"
has treed the coon, and we Falfa
dogs are barking at the tree, for In
deed most of we fellows had about
forgotten there was such an officer
in Edgefeld county as the one Skill
let" treed. But give him a fair
showing and possibly he will come
our way and fulfill some promises to
we poor devils who have no more
sense than to pay our road and 9th
er taxes and if we go anywhere in
safety better take along a pick and
shovel. Why, Mr.. Editor, old Pot
actually took a grubbing hoe, SHOW
ell and wedding hoe and went and
did some work on the public road,
because he loved his wife and chill
dren and did not want their necks
or backboaes unjointed going over
very rough places. He also fill
ed in bad mudhole right at the
end of a bridge where you could
not shun, and wound up by filling
in some ruts that were SO deep that
it was unsafe to drive horse or
mule along there, or his hind knees
would come in contact with the
crossbar in the buggy shafts.
Now, Mr.. Editor, the above is no
exag geration, and if old Pot had
known, or, in other words, had not,
forgotten, that he voted for the
coon ''Ski.let" treed l doubt if that
rough place mudhole fruits would
have been touched. But / hear this
a. m, that the long looked for gang
is actually coming this way.
Now, about q year OF a little
more ago certain man said not q
great while before the election that,
fif he was elected, he would give
the clay roads his attention during
the spring and summer months,
which the writer and numbers of
other voters think the thing to do.
Spring months gone, but summer
vet remains in which to make good.
To work up our clay roads after
July in my judgment means light
loads the coming winter. Better
let some more Pots get to work and
leave the clay roads alone till anoth-
er spring as it will not add
but one more year to the already
skipper. But now is it right for
the taxpayer Il mean the commu-
tation taxi to be required to pay his
tax and be out of his money two
years or even one year before ne
gets any of its benefits? Couldn't
there be law passed in which no
road tax shall be paid till the gang
is on the taxpayers part of the
road? Why, sir, down in Georgia a
few years ago, / learned that the
roads were laid off in sections and
the road workers were not required
to paw one cent till the Superinten-
dent of that section called them to
do their work or pay their road
tax. The Superintendent gave re-
ceipts to all who paid, and those
who did not pay had their six days
to work, and the Superintendent
hired hands with the money paid
him or turned it in to the proper
county official to be used by the
county gang.
When we hear the muttering OF
the thunder in the distance we are
at least hopeful of rain, and Skill
let'' has begun to mutter, and Pot
seconds the motion, and good bye
John if something is not done IN
some way to get justice done the
road taxpayers.
Now, Mr.. Editor, all the abeEe ls
written in kindly spirit. not In
tending any reflection whatever on
any one, but asks that justice be
done.
No rain to amount to much yet,
although cotton is about holding its
own and forming well. However,
a few more hot days without good
deal of rain will wind up the old
corn. Had very good rain last Sat
urday, but the clay under the work
ed up dirt is so very dry that moth
ing short of a ground soaker, a
trash mover or potato scaker, can
save the old corn.
Mr.. Frank Sharpton who has
been quite sick we are glad to say
is much better and Sammie Doolit-
tie we learn is doing fine since the
operation for appendicitis.
Mrs. ]. G. Bussey and little babe
are about o. K. and the husband
IL e. Lo, ,o,u hoe hrood smile.