Rockingham post-dispatch. [volume] (Rockingham, N.C.) 1917-1965, 1921-11-03

with exhaustion; they had evidently
made up their minds to pull no
more; with rolling eyes and droop.
ing heads they paid no attention to
kind words and petting nor to "cuss
words" and blows. Several men
stood around pushing at the wheels
and pulling at the brides of the
horses but there the load stuck. At
last the owner of the team turned
| to his little son and said Run
home quick and bring Pat she'll
bring 'em to it,"
We waited to see who this Won
derful Pat might be that could
pull that load and two huge horses
into the bargain, thinking to see
super-mule or perhaps an OK whose
slow strength knew no limit, but
the small boy came galloping back
on the back of a tiny Shetland pony
which he hitched in front of the
Percherons; giving her a click of
his tongue, she sprang forward, the
greys followed and the load came
sailing out of that mud hole like a
cork out of bottle of ginger ale. My
old friend turned to the man and
said All, friend, if women and
horses only knew their strength the
world would be better place for
both"
| thought of that scene and those
words two weeks ago when again
| rode through the radiant woods of
October with friend to the upper
part of our county where small
group of women were holding a
Community FAIR. AS an exhibition
of products it was no great show;
the droughth has long ago ruined
gardens and fields; still there were
fresh tomatoes, snap beans, butter
beans and peas, very fine Irish pota-
toes and sweet potatoes, apples,
pears and grapes-showing what
could be done in a normal season.
The display of canned goods,
pickles, preserves, jellies and dried
fruit was excellent, and the needle
work gave evidence of good taste
and skill. The house keepers in
and around Mangum have long ago
established their reputation as
cooks, so the cakes, bread, pies, can
dy, chicken and coffee were ire
proachable.
! But what made it great day was
the spirit of cooperation that
brought those men and women away
from their business to NEE at their
school house, to see what each 9TH
er has done and plan together the
greater things to be done in the
future Not much of the work dis
played had hcen done by men-a
sheaf of oats, cotton plant or two,
churn dasher, and it seemed to
i me they looked a little apologize
about being there at all. Maybe
!. they were like that team of horses
mentioned-they had done their
best and were worn out and discour-
aged and all they need is the pep"
and snap" of the example of the
woman to help them tackle their
Job with new courage and it is by
working together we will make the
heavy load jump out of the hole.
| Mr.. Barton made an earnest talk
on cooperative trucking as a Weap-
on where-with to fight the boll-wee-
vii and is sure that insect will prove
our best friend if it forces us to di-
versify our crops. We are so proud
OF Dragging that our soil and climate
will raise ANY thing in the world
!. but we rarely give them a chance.
| Mr.. o. G. Reynolds spoke pleas
!. | antly few minutes just to say good
bye, but the great speeches were
those made by neighbor to neighbor
and friend to friend: lit is the spirit
:, that giveth life" and soul speaks to
soul in the warm hand clasp and
the renewing of ties grown rusty
through disuse.
The ride up and back was beatu,
tiful, the dinner was excellent, the
greetings from friends old and
new was cordial and sincere, the
spirit of the gathering was earnest
aud honaful and means much to the