Sequachee Valley news. (Sequachee [Sequatchie], Tenn.) 1896-1952, 1912-06-13

came in Saturday to visit Mrs. Law
son, her grandmother.
George and Arvel Lofty, of Guild,
were in town Sunday.
Born to Mr.. and Mrs. Ben West
Wednesday, a SON..
Henry Haywood Simpson. Sr. and
Jr., we're out driving Sunday, trying
the new horse.
Hon. Alexander Robertson spent
Tuesday in Chattanooga.
Mrs. Lydia Ramsey Is visiting jim
Higdon in Whitwell.
Mrs. Rebecca QuaIles moved into
town the first of the week.
Laurence Wilkerson vas at the Lock
Sunday.
T. L. Stewart visited S. C. Byrne
in Chattanooga, Tuesday.
Jones Beene of South Pittsburg. Wis
tied his sister here last week.
Mr.. and Mrs. Erwin returned to
Harvey, Ill, Friday.
Mr.. kirkpatrick is very busy get
ting up the Delinquent Tax Report.
There are several men on for polls who
nave been dead 5 years, several aged
negroes, several ladies, but it isn't as
bad as last year.
Leslie r. Darr and Miss Barbara
RaulstOn were married Monday even
ing at the S. B. Raulston home in
northwest Jasper. Look out for the
next.
Battle Simpson of Chattanooga Wis
tied here Monday and Tuesday.
Don't forget that immortal quota
tion from Margaret E. Sangster, DO
ing without is one of the Fine Arts"
The daily papers managed to squeeze
in one tiny little item tucked away in
one corner, stating the mere fact that
Mrs. Sangster died June 4. Had a man
done the same work for 80 years past,
an extra edition would have been got
ten out, and the weeks papers devoted
in detail to his life work. One of the
first books we ever read was Margaret
E Sangster's art of Being Agree
able" We read the book about six
times, then copied the whole thing,
indorsing it theoretically. Practically
we are tired of being considerable of
people who are never considerable of
us,
If you will just take pains with your
eating we will guarantee you won't
take pains after. The reason so many
people lose their teeth is they think
too much of them to use them. Ma
lures law, use or lose, is memorable.
We saw all sorts of signs up in Chat
tanooga, Lunches thrown in" and
leisurely looked around at the 500 who
ate where we did, Burks Hotel, an
ex~- Sequachee valley product, by the
way, wherefore it's success--showed
that they certainly thrown in. The
Sequachee Valley crowd had leisure to
eat. They needn't say anything more
about ~''Squacbee" people eating with
their knives. A body fourteen miles
up in the mountains could eat with
the fire shovel and nobody be any the
wiser. Some of the folks in this back
yard of the Universe are rich enough
to, if they prefer it. Besides some
times forks don't have but one prong,
yet we do have plenty to eat. right
here in the center of the pie belt.
Folks up this way have time-and
%poise-the restfulness of open spaces,
the quiet of green fields. We were in
all sorts of jams and jars that day, but
the huckleberry jam in jars at the
Hotel was the best we eve ate. Ma
says, ETHEL, are you into that jam
again" and I says, mo, ma, the jam
is into me-"
How dear to my heart are the jams of
my childhood.
Made from huckleberries that grew on
the ridge,
Quite different are the jams that I in
dulge in now days,
For I stayed Ger in Hill City and
crossed on the bridge.