Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-03-23

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Imore than a quarter Of a mile to where
the calves were usually found-in a
little meadow beyond the creek-but
the earlier Sam started in the morning
the later he would usually be in re-
turning.
He would get up sometimes while it
was still dark and only the first red
streaks of dawn showing in the east.
He would get out in the fresh air and
throw out his arms and take deep
breaths and walk about the yard for
a few minutes; then he would be off
suddenly, whistling a lively tune and
scattering the dew from the grass and
plants with his feet.
He liked to sit down on the creek
bank in the dim light Of morning and
watch the world just waking up. A
slight noise from some big treetops
told him hat crows were leaving their
roost. A louder Tapping meant buzz
yards. A splash in the creek announc-
ed that a bullfrog was taking his morn
ing bath. Now and then a 'possum
would waddle by Of q belated coon
returning from his fishing up the creek
would stop to eye Sam inquisitively.
Crossing the creek and getting pref
ty close to the calves, he would stop
suddenly again to watch three or four
rabbits at their morning romp in the
dewy grass. Farther on he might find
a strange flower or shrub and study 1t
ever so long, trying to determine the
name Of it. Sam and Florence were
both nature enthusiasts, and there
were few flowers or trees the names
Of which they didn't know.
Finally, the young farmer would
find the calves and start them home,
and he might get there by sunrise II
he didn't find something else to inter-
est him.
When he came in, fresh, bright eyed
and hungry from the walk and found
breakfast waiting, his mother would
ask:
why, what makes you so late get
ting back, SAM"
"Oh, I've been watching Oh Br'er
Rabbit and Br'er Possum," he would
reply. He had read the stories of I'm
Gle Remus and always called animals
by the name the old darby gave them.
One Saturday morning Bill Googe
climbed owe the fence and came to
where Sam was at work..
Hello. SAM" he greeted. Say.
let's go fishin' this evenin',"
Are you up with your work." ask
ed Sam.
you bet. I've quit loafin' round
when they's work needin' dom. Every
things right up to now"
"All right then" said Sam; I'll be
glad to 60. I was Just thinking about
it."
well, I'll git the bait and be long
bout l o'clock after you. Say, Sam,
you shore raisin' a powerful lot O.
truck on this place. I declare, I don't
see how you do 1t. OF cours I know
now that it's a good deal in the way
you work the land, but I didn't think
anybody could raise crops like this.
And you never let up-fast as you git
one crop off you've got another COM
in on"
Yes" said the boy farmer. I'm
doing pretty we'll. Everything's been
favorable. though, and we've had plen-
ty Of rain. AS for growing more than
one crop, you've got to do that II you
want to make any money. Besides,
land needs something on it all the time
to keep down the weeds and keep
humus in the ground. When I get my
corn and cotton gathered I want to
hire you again to pillow this land and
SOW it with some kind Of a cover crop
for the winter"
"All right" agreed Bill. I'll do it.
And since you mentioned 1t I guess I'll
SOW my field in something-wheat or
rye. I could use it for pasture, too,
couldn't II"
Certainly" replied Sam. ut would
not hurt to pasture it even If you
were going to let it stand. But speak
ing Of land producing stuff, why, man,
this place hasn't done half what 1t can
clipped from a farm paper. It'll give
you an idea what land produces when
it's handled right" Sam took from his
pocket a little slip Of paper and read:
There are few who know the pos
sibilities of the soil when we'll MANFRED
and watered. One acre has produced
PIG bushels Of corn, and three bales OF
cotton have rewarded another man.
ION Long Island 400 bushels Of Irish
potatoes is not an excessively large
crop, at Greeley, Colo, 400 bushels
is not an uncommon yield. In the Sac
ramento valley, California, Mr.. Cleek
has for the past thirty years made a
good living and saved an average Of
$500 per year from one acre. On the
island of Jersey rents are as high as
$500 and $500 per acre, and near the
city of Paris they are higher still.
Near San Diego, CAL, there is a colony
of 'littelanders' who believe that one
acre is enough, and many Of them are
making good with their small farms.
With good soils, plenty of anu and
all the water needed the possibilities
of the soil are enormous, and one crop
follows another in rapid succession"
What do you think of 5000 and
$500 an acre for rent?" Sam asked
when he had finished reading. They've
| got to raise something on that land,
haven't they?"
II should say they have!" exclaimed
Bill.
That afternoon at l o'clock Bill
| Googe came by for Sam, and the two
put off down the creek to fish for the
perch and cat that were to be found
in the blue pools of the little stream.
Bill had intended to take his shotgun
along, but found that he was out Of
powder and so had to leave off that
part Of the sport.