Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-06-15

Humpty Dumpty tumbled far,
From the tip-top of the wall:
Blu that tumble of Humpty Dumpty
Couldn't compare with this great
ALL
Vivian Dawn. at an upstairs window
Sat in her pretty, red chair;
Played with her doll, Sally Polly
Combing its curly hair
II
Then she turned the many pages
of her picture book to see
Godilocks and the three bad bears.
A happy child was she.
She rolled her little doll carriage
Irp and down the floor,
Still her Mother did not return,
But she had shut the door
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Then it came into her mind
To sing her dolly to sleep;
And her dolly shut her eyes so tight
And did not dare to peep
Vivian H:.wn vent 10 The window.
oKed out !ar ar. wild, an.
around;
Before she knew what had happened
She had fallen to the ground
And that is the true s.o~v of this
little lady who IS n dauyhtC.. of Mr.
and Mrs. John Roy Williams She
lcally fell from an upstairs window
AID her little chair tumoled dowr with
rel All the damages sh.a received
we're a few bruises and n 1t one brok-
en- Zone. In fact, some lye that she
GOT into her mouth about month
ago, but spit out at once, did her lots
more harm than the fall did.
This baby's mother was Miss Leila
Blackwell, who is the daughter of Mr..
Bob Blackwell of just beyond Noun
tain Creek church. 1t was at Mr.
Bob's house that / attended the Black
we'll reunion last summer. and then
in the fall went to the big cornshuck-
ing supper. Miss Leila taught school
for several years, then decided that
she could make one mind her much
better than two or three dozen, so she
married John Roy Williams, a son
of Uncle Billy Williams, whose
eighteth birthday celebration you
read the account of in this paper
last March
John Roy is a merchant at Oak
HILL and if any one in that section
returns from South Boston, Virginlina
Nelson, Chase City, or GAINESVILLE, and
failed to have found what they want
ed. then they may be sure of find
ing it at John Roy's store.
Right in at the Dispatch office this
morning | saw Henry White, who
lead the singing at Flat Rock church
that Sunday about a month ago when
we attended the exercises of the I'M
yelling of the monument of Captain
Thomas D. Hester And The Editor
Of this paper laughed right in our
faces at me for accusing Mr.. White
of being able to sing, and at him, for
admitting that he did really try to
sing. And it sure is dis-un-complimen-
tary to any one for their Boss Man
to doubt their veracity. Well any
way left Mr. White looking well and
happy, and grinning.
w. H. Lunsford of Timberlake,
Route /, is by now learning to sing
lullabies to his fine young son who
arrived several days ago. "Rock-a-bye
baby in the tree top" or "Bye, Baby
Bunting" are both good ones, but
Go, tell Aunt Tabby' is a much
easier one to learn. / think almost
every grown man knows that one just
from hearing it sung to him when
Daay.
don't know what will happen as
W. E. Warren has actually lived thro-
ugh two or three weeks on a stretch
without going to some kind of con
vcntion. Sometimes l think he is af
flicted with that disease called cor
ventionitis. I think there are several
men in Henderson with the same
ideas. Truly hope some of those germs
will strike me some day.
Mr.. and Mrs. j. K. O'Brien of Tim
berlake were in town Saturday. That
boy of theirs, Loy and your Old Nose
have round with each other every
time he comes to town. But he's not q
bad boy at that, he just loves fus'.
Misses Doris and Frances Lunsford
live near the O'Brien home and also
came with them to town. They attend
Mt. Harmony school over in Person
county. And before some one sends
me over to that county, l will close
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