Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-03-09
P II.

box whiting.
Hello, Bill" said Sam. mot work
ing these days?"
NO; you bet I amt" answered
Bill. "I git enough O. that durin' crol
time"
"Well what do you find aroun'
here ?" asked Sam. II never come Il
town except on business"
For one thing" Bill replied. I'm
here irwin to make some kind Of ar
rangements for supplies this year
Didn't make enough to quite settle VI
with old Jim Anderson, and he's GU
me off. Lots o. times, though. US fel
lers come to town to git together ant
talk over our troubles. Misery love'
comp'ny, you know, Sam. And some
times we chip in and send off for 6
I~gallon of Old Crow. When a man git
a few swigs O. that under his belt
Sam, he jes' forgits all about bein' 81
doggone poor and ornery."
Yes" said Sam, land he makes 6
| fool Of himself and wastes his money
and after it's wei with he feels worse
! and is poorer than he was before"
Bill Googe was a peculiar l o.
| fellow. He was almost always IN 6
| good humor, and you could hardly say
ANYTHING to make him mad. But M
! didn't like to work. According to Bill
| it was always too wet or too dry. HI
| spent most Of his time fishing AM
| hunting, and he vas a fine companion
| to have along on such a trip. HI
| could tell you more funny stories thar
you could possibly remember. In the
locality where he lived there was rare
ly any lack Of rain, but Bill would
| often sit down on a log and picture In
| glowing colors what he'd do If he was
fixed to irrigate."
Bill had at one time owned the farm
on which he now lived. But he go'
| the fever ito go west" At last ne
| found a man to buy him out, and ne
| departed for the land where a mar
| could live without working. He was
| gone about a year and came back
broke" and went on the farm he had
left as a renter.
All during the sunny days when the
grass and weeds were fourishing ano
| choking out the crops not a glimpse
| could you catch Of Bill in the field
but you could hear the deep moutheo
bay of his hound, Trailer, and the sui.
len boom Of his muzzle loader of ir
| the woods along the creek.
Bill chuckled at Sans remark.
But let that CO." Sam continued
81 didn't come down here to preach
What 1 want to know is this: VIII
you pillow my field for me some tim
soon?"
What" exclaimed Bill. You aim
thinkin' Of goin' back on that clay
pile, air ye?"
"Yes; that's what I am going to do
We'll, you're crazier than I though
you was. Wish I was ava from GU
there; you wouldn't ketch me goin
back. How do you think you're goin
to make a Twin on that farm?"
I'm going to make it off the land
Of course"
Don't you git no such fool idea int
your head" Bill exclaimed with con
viction. why, boy. that land won
sprout peas"
Its going to do it anyway" replied
Sam. "And more'n that, it's going t
grow EN- after they're sprouted. And
besides that, it's going to raise som
Of the finest corn and cotton In thi
county"
You'll never do It," Bill asserted
~ know that land. You can't rails
a disturbance on it."
Look here, Bill" said Sam, ''you'v
been on the farm a long time, and
guess you've learned some thing
about the business, but one thing
certain, you don't know how to farm
and the proof Of it is that you dom
raise good crops"
"Ain't nobody goin' to raise goot
crops when it's too dry or too wet
You got to have things right"
mo; that's not the trouble. Goo
crops can be raised with the season
just as they are. And I don't know
much about farming, but I'm going t.
show you how to do the trick bette
than it's been done in the neighbor
hood"
''Where'd you learn so much. II
like to know" Bill inquired in al
amused tone.
II learned it from books and from
men that know how to farm"
Bill Googe slapped his thigh ant
laughed merrily.
Gee, but that's a good one!" III
said, II wish Miles Pagan could hea'
that"
Hell hear me say 1t. all right,
Sam replied. But I'm not going t.
argue with you fellows. I'm going t.
prove it. And, now, what about thu
blowing? You didn't tell me whether
you'd do it?"
Sure I'll do it. I amt got nothing
else to do"
Il thought maybe you'd want to d.
your W plowing."
No. 1 never fool with that til
spring. l believe in letin' the Ian
rest. Sometimes 1 don't pillow it at al
l-jes' streak it off and plant It,"
We'll, / want this land plowed deeI
and when I say deep 1 mean deep
How much will you charge to do the
work that way?"
Let me see. You want the whole
field plowed?"
Yes, all Of it."
We'll, that stumpy acre will bt
pretty knotty."
Don't figure on that. I'm going t.
have the stumps out. l heard father
say that a mar couldn't be religion!
and cultivate a stumpy field. l believe
he was pretty near right. A fellows
going to blow them out for me will
dynamite"
Pillow 'em out with dynamite! b,
jacks, I didn't think there was no wa!