The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1913-01-16
"OId Timer" Eliminates.

Wanderers Rest, Jan. 13.-After
many efforts an old man has conclud-
ed that there are two things hard to
do: TO wash his head in warm soap
suds and keep the suds out OF. his
eyes, the other to make a living for
his family and pay all debts when
due, for things are not as wanted
always, for rain will come when dry
weather is needed or dry hot wave
comes just in the period that mod
crate temperature should prevail,
and the corn fires, the cotton sheds
| it's fruit or is eat up in grass, and
water everywhere sends the creeps
down or up his spine, his face as long
as horse collar, lips pouting, kicks
the cat, curses the dog, and vows he
never saw the like before. Then
lights his pipe of peace, begins to
ruminate, and soon it dawns on his
mind that fond memory brings 1868
when nothing was left save little
corn, business dead and 1857 when
before any hope could be in sight
rain began in February and rained
almost daily until December, when
| the fields were seas of water and the
boys could and did swim between
the rows of corn and the little made
had to be gathered in stick baskets
and brought out of the fields on the
shoulders of men bare foot and
pants rolled up, for no horse could
stand up in the fields. Then 1851,
the year of heat and drought, nearly
as bad for crops but health was given
in place of fevers of ct. How was
1898 for a bad one, when rain fell
all spring and summer, with the
| worst storm the 29th of August that
was ever recorded here, when strong
mems hearts feared and gentle Wo-
man wrung her hands in terror as
trees fell prone to earth in heaps,
| the roar of the storm and binding
sheets of water wrapt the home, with
the shrill scream of sea birds driven
from their home by the fierce raging
of the storm. These were general,
not to mention local hail and rain
storms that left desolation in their
wake, as did the rain on Colston a
few years ago that one large and al
ways truthful man says of that rain
that he had a five hundred pound ba-
con box in his back yard and after the
rain that box was full OF water and
running over besides the wood had
to swell to stop the leakage.
Still the old world rolls on to it's
destiny, not hitch in it's running
gear nor a cog broken, and not one
thought of quits, but brave hearts
and sturdy hands put all in motion
and men lived and prospered. Now
we have many of our best men leav-
ing the farm for the city or town, as
we'll as the men of color, who seek
easier and faster ways of living not
known in the quiet country home,
until the pick and flower of youth
and strong manhood it seems will be
a thing of the past and owls and
rabbits will be the sole occupants
left, with stray razor back to
roam where once happy and con-
tented yeomanry lived. But thanks
the mad rush will cease, the farmer
will till the fields with barns burst
ing so full of the rich harvests, that
is to come and is almost here when
| farmers will no longer trust ignorant
labor to butcher and scratch his fields
but the motor plow and cultivators Of
the West must come and will. Then
will the boy say, Il am proud of my
home; no saw mill nor factory for
me-" Watch the signs, hundreds
and hundreds of acres of oats now up
and growing, stands good, and all
point to the greatest oats crop ever
/ grown in this section. This is to be
hoped is only the beginning. All
points to bright future, with plenty
for all and no poverty in our midst.
OLD TIMER.