Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1918-03-19
DAY ON THE FARM

This is "a little story Of a brief out
ng that came the editors way last
week II makes no prctension oil spe-
rial interest or value TO the readers
As a matter of fact 1t does not deal
with anything much except the edi-
tors personal enjoyment OF a day out
among friends. The excuse for 1t Is
that as hungry as the columns OF
The Enquirer are for copy, and as
much copy as is required, no one
connected with the editorial staf
can afford to let go by single
Gay without making use of some OF
Nc Information gathered dur ns 1rat
day for copy. So here goes.
My friend. Mr.. j. S. Glasscock-
Jim Glasscock-came over to York
vile one day last week on some er-
rand OF business, | do not know ex-
actly what. and reminded Inc OF the
promises ! had made TO come down
and spend day with him. had
been wanting to so for all these years
Dut somehow had never been just
where | thought | could. and | was
still promising. II was out OF the
question to get away just at that time
50 went at him like this:
you've got carr?
Yes: two of them
Drive 'cm yoursclf?'
Sure.
Mind driving one OF them up TO
Rock Hill Thursday night and meet
me at the $40 train?"
Not u bit"
suppose il rains?"
Il will bc right there at the sta
ton"
so will l." and the whole thing
was arranged.
Mr.. Glasscock was at the station
when ! arrived in Rock Hill. He
seemed little disappointed when he
learned | had not brought the family;
hut without loss OF time. piloted me
10 his car in charge OF a negro man
he had brought along, and soon we
were spinning along down the old Sa-
luda road toward the southeastern cor
ucr OF the county. To me 1t was
uuite a pleasant drive in spite OF
bumpy road. low lying clouds. and
strong March wind that had started
up warm but which was steadily
growing more chilly.
Along the road Mr.. Glasscock point
cd out various places OF interest.
with which | was more or less ia
miliar: but which could be dis
tinguishcd with difficulty on account
of the darkness-John Roddey's
Spencer place" the Jess Williford
old place. the Oates place. Mt. Holly
school, "Old Man" Westmoreland's.
la NJ,
the Waters HILL" the railroad bridge
over the Seaboard railroad, until fin
ally shortly after 10 o'clock we pulled
up at t-Mr. Glasscock's home.
1t was now nearly II o'clock: but
nevertheless found a hospitable well
come. Mrs. Glasscock and her sister.
Mrs. Mckinney, who Is visiting her
from Charlotte, were up waiting Tor
us. as also was Rev. o. w. Carmichael.
the new pastor Of Neely's Creek, who
was making a pleasant pastoral visit
10 the Glasscock home.
1t was already late for the good
farmer people: but nevertheless there
was n good half hour pheasant gen.
eral conversation. and then after fam
ily prayers, everybody retired for a
good nights rest.
Next morning after prayers, there
was a rattling good breakfast Of
home raised ham, home laid eggs,
hominy. bread. coffee and other things
and VIC took brief little stroll about
the place.
For some years past Mr.. Glasscock
has been engaged in buying all the
land adjoining and now his nearest
neighbor Is more than a mile away.
He does not own all the land in ev-
.ry direction for a mile-not quite:
but he has no close white neighbors.
His closest neighbors are Nessrs. T.
VI. Allen. J. \. Thomas, ]. ]. Fergri-
son and ]. #. and J. e. Glasscock.
His own home, however, shows up as
4 little settlement-a big. white. two
story, many roomed house, a big barn
and quite q number OF outbuildings OF
various kinds.
The barn was full of hay and rough
ness of various kinds. The corncrib
was bulging with corn, something like
n thousand bushels 1t seemed. In a
pen near the barn lot there were two
Jersey hogs that were no longer able
to stand on their feet and which
looked like they would net between
800 and 400 pounds each, and a num-
ber Of smaller pigs In a nearby alfalfa
pasture.
"rm going to sell those two hogs
in the 7 to the butcher. ] don't
need them, and that Is about all I can
do" said Mr.. Glasscock.
Looking over the country from the
hill on which Mr.. Glasscock's home
stands. there is presented to view a
world OF plowed ground. There were
no plowmen in sight. They had al
ready finished up everything in the
vicinity and were now
elsewhere.
"My land Is all 30 poor can't
make anything on It without mixing