Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1938-06-13
Grits and Gravel
(By T. MOSES JONES.

This morning / rode over to Hen
derson with fruit and produce man
from Raleigh. In my pocket / had in
NV write-up to hand in about Robers
Hester's parrot never talking when
l was around That bird must have
read my mind for when I got in hear
ing distance of the place heard it
saying, Hello, Polly! Hello, Polly
Folly! Polly" And it talked like that
until I left. 1t looked at me so hard
that it seemed to be reading my mind.
and I suppose next time l pass it will
be saying, Hello, Moses! Hello,
Mcses!"
didn't stay in town long and when
got back to the edge of town l stop
ped to ask Lueco Harris about an old
spinning wheel. A friend of mine has
one and told me if would sell it for
him he would take the Dispatch from
me. And I had gotten a ride back
with w. G. Long who runs a filling
station and store at Wrenn Town. w.
c. had bought a whole, back V-Aate
seat full of bananas ands asked me. to
have one. So I ate ar1anas and sang,
eyes, we have no bananas" And when
I stopped to ask about the spinning
wheel, w. C. and myself both sang a
duet entitled, There's an old spin
rode on singing and eating until we
reached Bill Claiborne's where 1 got
out of the car as w. C. was going to
turn off the highway to go home.
And l waited there and soon got q
ride. Mr.. and Mrs. Claiborne showed
me their beautiful home. Everything
was SO clean and nice. If they just
had three or four boys 20 lear things
up, housekeeping would be y muc,.
greater task for Miss Gladys. Electric
lights and a General Electric .'efri-
gerator, and so forth, make things a
lot easier Cor nouse-keeper.
And there was n picture Of her
mother, Mrs. J. B. Ellis, Of Route s.
Oxford, and just rs soon rs I got back
to town, I saw Mrs. Ellis who renew
ed her paper. She has been visiting
her sister, Mrs. ]. L. Garrett, here in
Oxford for several days. Mrs Garrett
broke her arm some weeks ago.
Finally. I waved at a car and it
stopped for me to ride. So I told the
car. I did not know the driver, nor
did he know me, but said he had seer
me. 1t proved to be A. L. (Arthur)
Moore who lives ten miles This side
of Rox. orc. He had been over to the
Vance Mills to get some flour. He
said he liked their :lOur. He stopped |
at bud Walters to fill his Chevrolet
tank with gas. He and bud worked
on the State highway together for II
Aun Der Of years.
Mr. Moore said hey mad a mon
strous rain at RoxborO last Sunday
night and the highway at the over
head bridge was so filled with water
that traffic was held up until the next ]
ni"rning. But I had already seen a ]
boy from Oxford who had been caught !
t''cre and had to turn The car around |
and come back home. When we reach j
Ell Oxford, Mr. Moore put me ou: AMI
L thanked him for the ride. He said i
&c knew Mr.. Wade who lives near
EoAboro and is a member of our I. |
=. 0. F. Lodge. Anyway, MI. Moore !
VIII have enough biscuits to last al
icng time if he hash got very
Large family. /
Saw in the paper the other day
about man and his vii. who were
iaFcnts of fifteen living children. All
hiah like that must either be good |
provlder, or have a steady income of
some Kind TO keep that many from
Itrishing.
But going back to w. =. Long who
YES about mile from the home Of
MI and Mrs. w. S. West, reminds me
OF the time about eighteen years ago,
o"rlng the height of the Rohoboth
scnool. One night there was to he
Womanless Wedding, and a crowd of
US town boys went out there to make