The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1914-02-03
NORTOCYCLE TRIP TO
LEESYILLE.
BY Rev. Y. Won A. Riser.

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The other day l took notion to
go to Leesyille to see my father. The
roads were good, and knowing they
would not stay dry and hard long, de-
cided to go the very next morning
after taking the notion The trip to
be made from St Pauls Lutheran par
sonage, Newberry county, six miles
below Prosperity and not far from
Pomaria, to Leesville.
I got ready for an early start, and
after a cold breakfast-my wife want
ed to get up and get an early break
fast but would not let her-a little
after daylight I got off. l expected
a pretty run, and was not disappoint-
ed. The machine worked beautifully,
and, I guess, I rode superbly. Any
way the dust flew. 1t was very
windy day, and the wind blew very
hard against me; but kept my seat.
Fifty minutes put me to the steel
bridge. That bridge cost lots Of
money-it cost me S5-but every
time 1 cross over that bridge am glad
helped build it. 1t is so much bet
ter than ferry, where one has to
wait and wait, and yell and yell.
Ferries are good for slow-moving We
hicles, and people not in a hurry; but
give me bridge every time-even If
I did have to help pay for it
was born and brought up in Sa-
luda county, near the Saluda river.
In my childhood eyes how large that
stream used to be! How small now!
And how clear it was the other day!
/ used to catch cat fish out of the
muddy water, from off a trot line that
has the right name; but those days
have long gone by.
After passing the big Saluda,' as
our folks used to say, I suddenly
came to the Little Saluda, a small
river that used to seem very large to
me-about the time l was learning to
swim. when l swan over and back on
a rail whenever 1 got ready. With
out the rail could not swim but a
few yards, but with the rail under
No l could swim across Little Saluda
and back before getting tired. 1t
might have been right serious if the
rail had gotten away from me. |
used to fish in the Little Saluda, as
we'll as swim, where the bridge is, and
a little below. Sometimes Uncle
Adam Kinard, whose watermelon
ratch was close by, would come along
and give me melon; because he
knew I was too good a boy to steal
one-now that's fact. Those were
happy days.
l was happy as I rode along think
ing Of those happier days, when
vas real young; but my machine was
100 swift and needed too much watch
ing and guiding for me to let my
thoughts run too far away from the
present. l came to Mr.. Joe Caugh-
mans, by whose house l used to
stretch my legs as much as 1 could
irving to get to the river quickly to
fish or swim. l saw him at work in
front of his house. He is older now,
but very much the same. 1 came to
Uncle Adam Kinard's place; but he
not there any more. Then my ma
chine struck soil my plow used to
turn, where they have made a new
road. Next was my Uncle A. P. Rls-
ar's. I saw him sitting by the fire,
waiting for breakfast, or maybe just
warming himself after breakfast. He
is not old yet, but active as he always
was, Judging by his farm. The steep
hill near his house was the only hill
that bothered me. When near the top
a dog and mud made me get off and
push to the top. They ought to dig
uaat hill down some more. and cut the
trees on each side to let the sunshine
in
Well, I got to Leesville In an hour
and As minutes. Ny watch runs when
I run, sometimes; but that morning
we be h ran all right. 1t was 8:45
when I got to Leesville. spent the
day there. had nice time, and left
for home after 8 o'clock. Two miles
out of town. but long way from
home, as I was passing wood pile
ord rfdin~ Cynr chinS . long sharp