The vidette., 1922-07-13
From Tishomingo.
Tishomingo, NJ S., July 10. /! 2

regular cracker-iaak, Jim Dandy
Crops are fine thank you.
Very little boil weevil sign on
Vinegar Hill.
1t is our sad and painful duty to
chronicle the death of old Uncle
Jackie Gurley. He died on the Sth
at about 1890 a, IN. Was buried
at Paradise church. The writer
deems it unnecessary TO attempt an
eulogy Of the deceased, as he was
apparently so well known through
out the county. Suffice it to say
ihat the writer knew him to be a
faithful, earnest Christian, and that 5
plenty. OF course there are those
who could say mere but if we state
the same facts in fewer words, we
10 well, and if there be starry
crowns in Heaven for faithful ones
to wear, the star in Uncle Jack S
shall shine as bright as any there.
Now friends, let's be sure and
oick up all our cotton forms as they
fall, for as sure as we do this and
burn them we destroy 80 weevils
ut Of every 100 forms picked up
and burned.
Say, Mr. Editor, do you actually
and really believe that a good lusty
Boo would cause that bunch up
at Washington to jump into the
Potomac? Cause if you think so |
will furnish the Boo 0. k.
II is refreshing in these trying
times with the speed craze, the auto
iend, the radio bore and countless
other incomprehensible, incompati-
BILE, incongruous and unheard of
'ologies and 'isms taking the world
by storm and the bull by the horns,
and the rag off the bush, to note a
return to some of the good old
customs and standards of other DAYS
We refer to the revival of horse.
back, which has been precipitated
in the Vinegar Hill settlement by
Mr.. John M. Page and others, Mr..
Page in particular. He has import
ed a large bay mule for the pur-
pose. His mule came. from Mem
phis or at least that is where the
traders claimed as their home. !
am not saying that this is the same
mule, you understand. but | was
present at the unloading of some
mules at Memphis in 1878. 1t was
on this occasion that committee
OF Memphis poets wrote the follow
ing beautiful and touching lines.
rhe mule stood on the steamboat
deck,
The land he would not tread,
They drew the halter round his neck
And whacked him Ger the head.
But obstinate and braced he stood,
As born the scene TO rule,
A creature Of the holdback brood,
A stubborn, steadfast mule.
rhey cursed and swore, he would
not go,
Until he felt inclined,
And though they Numbered blow
on blow
He altered not his mind,
The deckhand to the shore complain
ed,
The varmint's bound to stay
And still upon that critters hide
"A sounding lash made play.
His master from the shore replied,
The boats about to sail
AS other means in vain you We tried
Suppose you twist his tail?
It's likely that will make him land,
The deckhand brave though pale,
The nearer drew with outstretched
hand,
To make the twist avail.
Then came kind OF thunder sound
The deckhand, where was he?
Ask of the waves that far around
Beheld him in the Mississippi
river.
A moment not sound was heard,
But winked that mule his eye,
As il to ask to him occurred,
Now, how was that for high?n
Just cut his throat' the Captain
roared
And end the awful BRUTE"
But the noblest soul who perished
there.
Was the man who tried to dot.
Now, gentle reader, please do not
think ! am claiming Mr. Pages sad
die mule to be the same one that
was unloaded in 1878, for ] can't2
prove it, but they favor.
The cream supper will be at Mr.