Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1938-03-16
Grits and Gravel
(By T. MOSES JONES.)

If any of you have read this col
umn for the past few issues, then by
now you can easily shut your eyes
and read it on general principles, how
[ left Oxford walking, then soon pass
ed a car and they sped up SO that
they could overtake me to let me
ride-of my arrival in Henderson-of
whom 1 saw there-and so on and on.
Yes, of course this is somewhat of
whichness of a repetition. But then
aren't all of our whole lives a bit Of
repetition with very few variations?
So I will say that 1 really left Ok
ford walking and was soon, overtak-
en- by Carl Willard, the Metropolitan
Life Insurance agent. He lived over
here for a while until moving to Hen
derson bit over a year ago. He
married Miss Pansy Lanier, daught-
err of Mr.. and Mrs. D. F. Lanier of
Oxford. They have a little son nam
ed Warren Lanier, but call him War
rem. And if you ask me, he surely is
his Grandaddy's pet Carl originally
came to this part of the country from
Greenville.
On to the Dispatch office where I
lOuUO MISS rage OOOCu anu 6OD
Falkner both already at their work.
Upstairs I found the men at their
machines setting type. One of them
asked me how was Grits and told
him / had "a shoe full. judged that
all of them had drawn lots to see
which one would have the misfortune
of having to set this up in type, and
that he had been the unlucky man.
Asked another operator if he could
set type with his eyes shut and he re-
piled that he could not do any too
we'll with them open. But 1 took
that for joke. Then I told him not
to work too hard, he replied he was
afraid he would have to.
Leaving several subs to be started
that afternoon, left. Stopped at the
J. r. Wilkerson Meat Market and
told him that l.. G. WilkersOn, a rela-
tive of his over here, told me to drop
by and speak to him. On further up
town 1 met W. E. (EdwarD Duncan
of the Imperial Life. He married
Miss Hazel Avery, an Oxford girl.
Their little Peggy Anne is more than
a year old.
Envoy Morton of the Salvation
EII1ly dShGO II1C cbnOu- lily udQOys
could not think of his name SO he
said just remember Morton's salt
Irby Adcock and son Julian wonder
ed what 1 was doing over there AS
they had not yet heard of my new
job.
In the Peoples Drug Store stop
ped and gazed at the neon electric
ball of fire as it changed colors. 1
would like to see one of that kind
shaped like a rainbow. On near the
edge of town at 622 Garnett Street
there was a lazy getting up dande-
lions out of her front yard.
A couple or so miles out of town
was a pasture of sheep. That sight
made me think of the old nursery
rhyme: "Ba, Ba, black sheep, have
you any wool?" Saw Joe Bryan with
his Gulf truck. Wonder how his
twin boys are getting on. Haven't
seen them for a year or so.
Now back to Oxford. Saw L. G.
Byrd and a whole flock Of other birds
still wears that same grin about a
yard long and six inches wide.
Mr.. and Mrs. Herbert Tilley, of Bull
lock, are proud or their new son, VINO
arrived last week. Haven't heard
what they named him.
w. E. Suit, of Northside, is able to
be out again after having been sick
for three weeks We have missed
him around here lately.
Solicitor Leo Carr, of Burlington,
was in Oxford Saturday meeting and
greeting friends and acquaintance.
Wonder what has become of lack
Williams and if he is now in Geor-
gia, Florida, or where? Haven't seen
him for months.
A man looking for his son so they
both can leave town and go home, is
news. But a son, looking for his
daddy so they can go home, is HIS