The Pulaskian., 1921-04-21
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remember my story last summer en- titled Romance Island.' We'll, this is some of the same kind of land. In that l wrote of wonderful grow ing crops; in this 1 shall tell of the wonderful harvests. When you have read the story, which I hope will ap- pear in next weeks Pulaskian, you will know that I really mean that this is the best land in Arkansas. Little Rock people think that the best Ar kansas river valley land is below Little Rock. They are mistaken, it is around Roland. Watch for and read that story, for as it is the best Wanda saved it for the last.
 Sunday morning 1 was disheart- ened for the first time since getting onto my homestead. After breakfast 1 was standing in my front yard, when l heard someone chopping back of my house and over the hill. l got interested at once, for l was sur prised to think that anyone would trespass on my homestead. listened intently. It was chopping, sure enough, I thought. Then as the sounds grew less l thought maybe it Is only woodpecker. Then, To- eating the sound, l cast my eyes down to the ground just back of my house and there stood the being re- sponsible for them. He was a won- derful fellow and stood there quiet ly observing and approving of me in his tremendous tones almost of low thunder He stood erect and proud ly on his two feet, and announced that he was the messenger of the Wandering Fairy and had come to tell me that my homestead was all right and that l need never be dis couraged about 1t, for Wanda was going to help me make a big success of 1t. He was a remarkable as we'll as a wonderful visitant His wings were of yellow gold, and his wings. were covered with silver and he was at the same time deep bronze black, but as he moved about in the sum- light he assumed various colors, but all of a metallic lustre. Having de- livered the message he strutted away proudly as any superior being might be expected to do.
 1 needed the encouragement, for 1 had been disappointed. Over a month ago bought some gardening tools in Little Rock and had them shipped to Roland, but had not been able to get them hauled out because the roads were so bad. A timber com pany had ruined the roads hauling logs to Roland on big eight-wheeled wagons. l did not think 1t right that they should do so, but now as they or some one else has cross-laid the road and improved it wonderfully l will apologize to them for what 1 have said. We'll, 1 paid the freight on my stuff, and as much more for storage, and made arrangements with John Williams to haul 1t out for me, and hot-footed 1t toward home. John was down there trying to sell cotton. He got there Thursday morning with a bale, but the white buyer was in Little Rock, and Jerry Curry, the col ored buyer, had been called to Bige- low by the largest merchant there to buy his cotton. Jerry is the leading cotton buyer of all this section of country and buys most of the cotton. When anyone in nearby town or community wants an extra price on an exceptionally large amount of cotton, he calls for Jerry. The white cotton buyers may not like 1t, but 1t is a fact that he has won the conf dence of the growers, and is there fore the leading buyer of this sec ton.
 l started over to church and Sun day school at Martindale Sunday morning, but before l got into the house along came John and l had to go back home with him to take care of my stuff. When 1 got to the wagon I could hardly believe my eyes, for my garden tools were not