Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-08-05
ESTABLISHED 1865
Views and interviews
Brief Local Paragraphs Of More or
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Some of Which You Know anc
Some YOU Don't Know-condenseo
for Quick Reading.
NO" said an old maid this morn
ing, "the singing convention assembled
in the courthouse in Yorkvillc yester-
day didn't sing this one; but they dc
say that quite a number of young men
are singing it:
In the cleaning, oh my daring,
When the lights are dim and low,
That your face is powder painted
How am |, sweetheart, to know?
Twice this month I've had to bundle
Every coat that l possess
To the cleaners--won't you, darling,
Love me more and powder less?
After Foxes.
Dan baltimore, well known fox
hunter of Hickory Grove, was among
the visitors in Yorkvile, Tuesday.
We'll" said he, Il am leaving in the
morning for Allendale, S. c., where
hope to hunt foxes until have enough.
am going to take several fox hunters
from Shelby with me and we expect to
stay until we get tired of hunting. We
will take about thirty dogs along with
us, reckon My son, Carson, has been
working in Allendale county on road
lob for some time and he tells me that
there are so many foxes down there
that they are actually causing dam
ag to the corn. And we are going to
see about it."
His Discoveries
"I recently made a trip out to the
western part of the state to visit my
nephew and attend to certain business
matters" related the Old Codger. Il
was greatly surprised to find that ac-
cording to the general opinion in the
town where my relative resides the
meanest scamps and backbiters and
misers and assassins Of character and
blockers of the wheels of progress in
the world also live there. / happened
to drop over to Pogwash, twenty miles
away, and discovered TO my astonish-
ment that the most constituencies
gossips and bUsine and
traducers of the innocent and enemies
of enterprise on earth resided in PoS-
wash And at Pishcattawampus and
Torpidity and Six Corners | was
shocked and amazed TO find the same
dep'orablc conditions existing.
"Tll confess that | could not under
stand how it could possibly bc true, Tor
] have been assured times without
number that of those undesirable
persons we have here at home the
largest and vilcst collection in pro-
portion to our population of any ham
let on earth.
"De Bisges' Pile"
Hcah! Yo' Washin'ton LinCum Lee
what kin oh boy yo' gittin' tcl
Stan'in' thar, lk' yo' nofn' ter do but
watch at woodpnc front cl
you?
Spec. dem logs is gwiac ter say:
Yves gOin ter split ours l.
terday. just run GrIong lii boy
an pay
oh. Yer has done a lot, but it seems
as tho dc res keeps pilin' m"
an mo-,
An yer recken cf day gwinc that
away ter ac' you'll ncber hab dc
time ter play.
Sho. ats kase mostly all dc while
yo' JUS keep watchin' de wrong
hcap. chile. Turn roun' an
look at dc his done pile.
Ain All toe yer time N ascn. "a
when yer grows an Kit 'monl
men,
Dew ain't gwine ter car what yo' "ha:
ter do" hut deyll sho wan 'el
know what been done" by you
An de mo- lis doncs" yer has ter show
de mo- dcy'S gwinc ter rcsp"c
yer so, an point yer out wncreI
yO' so.
Fo' de man what shirks his wuk tel
fret bout his job wha AIN
nCfin' done.
An nohn' done means nofn' ter eat
and mostly holes in your trouS
Crs seat, an yer rated NE
Count" by all yo' meet.
So whenever yo' has a task t" do
jes member what Adm t"lIin
you.
In odah ter 'complsh de t'inEs yc
shood yer mus. do lik' YOU
chopin at wood
Don fret bout what amt done, chile
keep pluggin' away an in
while de one what's done IS d
BiGgcs' Pile"
Preserved in Liquor.
Saw Mr.. :. l.. Latham, Of Chester. a
Linwood conference Wednesday. Nh
Latham is a brother of the late Dl
Robert Latham, and although pas
eighty years Of age, his Sp' 'cndid min
has never lost any of its v!gor. III
has been reading and observing i
passing along and has never forgottc
much that he has read, heard or see
in passing. In the course of a con
vCrSation with Mr.. Latham, there cam
up that old tradition to the effect tina
the body OF Gen. Buckingham, who wa
licked by Andrew Jackson at Ne'
Orleans, found its way to BlackStock
Il cask of rum. The story was printc
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