The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1920-02-27
"A "TRIP HOME.

tefllng you at tne peSinu1uS "a 'ae
story that you may pass it up if
you like. No offense taken if you do.
/ have made it a rule for many years
to make a visit to the old home once
a month as near as can. Sometimes
it is longer and sometimes not SO
long. I had not been able to get
away from this census business since
December, SO decided that I would
go on Sunday, February Is. 1 had
not notified the folks that ! was COM
ing. When / got to Dyson there was
no one to meet me, and the store in
which is the telephone Of course was
closed, but fortunately my friend,
Mr.. Geo. w. Reid, had walked down
from his home mile distant to get
morning paper, so I accepted his
invitation to join him in walk to
his house.
It was very cold day. In fact |
did not realize it was such cold day
until I had left home. But the
breeze was exhilerating and enjoyed
It. Mr.. and Mrs. Claude Sigh were
on the train going over to spend the
day with his father. When we reach
ed the home of Mr.. Reid he phoned
over to the folks at home that was
there, and my brother-in-law,, Mr.. A.
D. Zimmerman, was soon on the spot
with his f1ivver, though he said that
he stuck in the red mud and had to
be pushed out. While was waiting
Mrs. Reid insisted on my partaking Of
her early dinner which was in fact
my breakfast, but have the happy
faculty of being able to eat at al
most any hour Of the day or night,
as my friend Burr Barney Leitzsey
would say, and when she said she had
fried chicken I did not need much
persuasion, and the chicken was fine
a la country style, and then she had
also some chicken and dumpling
which is my long suit. So / enjoyed
the late breakfast, and when got
home found that when they heard
that / was around, the good mother
and sister had put on big pot Of
saur kraut and backbone knowing my
5;eh
The weather did not moderate very
much and on the return trip we
stuck again in the same mudho,e, hut
Mr.. Zimmerman and the faithful
bring along with him cne Of the
nergoes on the place and the two,
Mr.. Zimmerman and the faithful
negro, pushed at the wheel and
guided the car and we were soon out.
I told him l could not get out in the
mud as had on my Sunday shoes.
My father, some ten days ago, for
getting that he was not as strong as
he once was, sprained his back and
had been laid up for several days, but
was able to sit up. He was assisting
in the erection of a cut OF saw and
a gasoline engine to do the pumping
of water and of course had to do
some lifting, or thought he had to do
it. It was a real pleasure t. find the
two, mother and father, 50 we'll and
hearty and in such fine spirit. The
truth is their optimism, and especial
ly that of the mother, in my opinion
accounts in large measure for their
good health and their long life. This
thing of people all the time crouch
ing and complaining and finding
fault with everything and the world
besides has much to DO with the
health and the life of the individual
and other folks round about. Just
as we'll to remember the old Chinese
proverb and not worry if the world
does not roll to your liking. 1t was
rolling when you came and will con-
tinue to turn round after you have
been gathered to the happy hunting
grounds of the great beyond.
"Life is laughter and love and friends,
And peace at night when the to'l'aG
ends.
It's hearing the hurdc~s th"t come
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AID eve:.i:1s; pa.t:7g them al
g..
+ nei,;:5o;'s grateful