The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1912-03-21


Home, sweet home seems to be deep
down in the human soul, for be It
ever 50 humble there is no pace like
home. This thought must still linger
in the memory of man who dWells
in a little cottage painted red in
city not far away who has this. sign
hung in front Board and lodging,
just like home
Some men will get drunk and
don't seem to mind, but ashamed OF
the place where they stop If 1t is
small and unpretentious. Heard one
say not long since that if a man saw
where he was to stop would decide
that if man was anything, had any
thing, or ever expected to be or have
ANYTHING would never stop where he
was going to get off the train. That
place is a pretty little town in South
Carolina where birds sing and flow
ers bloom.
An Irishman suffering with tooth
ache called at a physicians office and
asked the doctor if he could draw
his tooth without pain, explaining
that he could not bear pain, no
dhoctor. niver. The doctor told him
he could, so Mike took a seat, open
ed his mouth, and in jiffy the tooth
was drawn, just as the tooth came
out the doctor had boy to stick
pin in the calf of the patients leg.
Said patient slapped his leg with
both hands exclaiming, "Bedad, doc,
l niver knew the roots reached so
far That doctor had discovered
the fact that it takes new sorrow
to forget an old.
There is a gin house in this State
that has in large letters Josh With
on it. Judging by the old man sit
ting on the steps if he was Josh the
fifth they must have been long life
Joshes. There is town IN Soutn
Carolina that must have derived its
name from the appearance of the
travellers eye as he strives in vain
to find the town. Which one is it?
At White Stone we learned of the
black snow that fell in Cherokee
county a few days ago that turned
the ground black as it fell. Was it
not singular that we had to be at
White Stone to learn of black snow?
But some strange things happen.
At Carlisle, the town of classic
name, was seen an old colored man
with a very small pony hitched to an
old wagon with at least fifty pounds
of red clay on each wheel. The
wagon was old, sides of body very
low, fore gate very tall and inscribed
on the front "Lightning Express,
in flaming colors. AS he looked and
read certain old man had to cough
low and wonder what next?
Eli Perkins once went to Spartan
burg to deliver an address. Said on
alighting from train he saw a mans
hat in middle of street, soon saw it
was moving, presently mans head
bobbed up, then a mules ears, then
others, and to his great surprise
came out a man driving four mules
hitched to a loaded wagon, all safe
and sound but we'll stained. What
would he think could he land any
where in the old State now? Rain,
rain, and water, mud and slush
everywhere!
Uncle Sam is very tall, lean and
thin, much given to scraping his feet,
pulling his hat and bowling, all the
while saying in weak and wheezy
tone, "Yassah! yassah;" all along as
he bows and talks. Is much troubled
with asthma. Said asthma he calls
his sickness. He is kind of pen
sioner on large plantation in South
Carolina, lives alone in his little
shanty, gets wood, brings water and
does light jobs around the house
and yard. Ask him some bad rainy
morning how he feels and he always
replies: "Yassah, yassah; had nifty
bad mite las mite, yassah, yassah, my
sickness done come down on me las
mite, yassah." Hat in hand and he
bows himself out of the room to
make fire in another. Before the
new cook came, dusky maid OF
about thirty summers, Uncle Sam
would late in the afternoons ask per-
mission to go to his shanty to pre-
pare wood for the night, saying as
he pulled his hat and bowing very
low, ''yassah, it ben very cole and l
ole and my sickness is nifty bad,
yassah.'' Permission was always
given, but when the new cook came
wood for his shanty was forgotten
and no cook anywhere receives as