Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1938-09-05
CritS and
Gravel :.
By T. MOSES JONES

Someone said to me the other day,
Moses, can't. YOU give. US more per-
sonal news than you do?" So Cali
fornia, here I come with at leas.
several personal items. But 1 warn
you that I do not know how to write
up personals.
This is being written Saturday morn
ing for the Mondays. paper, as have
TO keep ahead all the time. Was over
to the hospital last hight to see Daddy
Jones. The doctors Want him to stay
there until Monday: I can't say how
he is getting on but that he is still
in bad shape.
Henry Pryor is just across the hall,
having lost his appendix several days
ago. His improvement seems to be
slow but sure. Some years ago I
worked for Henry, in his. haberdash-
cry, and each Christmas since, 1 find
hat on my head as a gift from him.
In; the room next to my Daddy is
Clifton Land, of Oxford, Route 2. He
also had an appendix operation and
is getting along we'll and fast so it
seems. I think all his neighbors out
there near Tar River have a big
flower garden as Cliftons room is al
most filled with beautiful dahlias and
other kinds of flowers.
There seems to have been regu-
lar epidemic of appendicitis. Lonnie
Jones from out at Grassy Creek left
for home yesterday afternoon. His
parents live at the Jaiior Yancey home
place several miles beyond Grassy
Creek Church, rode with Mr.. Yancey
out there one afternoon last fall and
we looked at Mr., Jones' tobacco in
the strip house amd, got a drink OF
really good water from the north
corner of. the. we'll. - s..s
On farther down the hall is the
three ard half year old son of Mr..
and Mrs. Dewey Wilson who was
strutG by car two weeks ago. Ons
of his legs was broken and the little
fellow lies there on his back all the
time with both feet swinging up in
the air. He is the sweetest little fell
low you most ever saw and will have
10 stay in bed for a. long while. Some
one ought to get up a Sunshine box
for him with a package to open every
morning containing some kind, of toy
or something to. play with.
A Mr.. Kearney, was in rolling
chair with a bad dleg. But he was
resting so quietly I did not disturb
him with. questions. t.sEa.t :s.
There were others did not see, but
those I saw seemed to be trying to
get well enough to return, home as
soon as possible. sta
Years ago Willis used to be little
tow-headed boy with his hair cut
Buster Brown bob. And now he has
little girl eight or ten years old.
Willie lives in Richmond but his
laughter, little Miss Florence, is Wis
ting her GRANDMOTHER Mrs. Mills
Brogdon on Broad Street.
believe, it or not" as Robert Rip
sy says, but Marvin Strickland, Bob
Woods undertaken (many of you in
Henderson know the gentleman)
,een1s to have adopted Frank Bucks
nottos Bring 'em back alive" He
came back from the country yester-
lay morning where he. had been to
cemetery; In preparation for a burial
n the afternoon. When he got back
20 town he got off his drivers seat
md opened the hearse door, and out
walked Thomas Pickett, Herman
Daniel, Willard Mize, and Lucius Mize.
who had come to town. Marvin had
overtaken the boys walking and had
given them a lift. But what a lift!
But they will tell you it was only an
ambulance.
On the streets of Henderson yester-
day I saw an old friend, Nolan Gar
EFT who lives over near iKttrell. He
is a brothers son of Mr.. J. L. Gar
rett and you. have often heard me
peak of working for Mr. Garrett for
five years about fifteen years ago.
Nolan used to come over to Oxford
about once a month to- see his Uncle