Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-04-09
Crits and Gravel
(By T. NOSES JONEs.)

whole lot of worthless Junk, as it
usually does, intend to have this
column cut short this time. The rea-
son OF that is that I shall copy a let
ter received yesterday which has one
single sentence that you will get more
out of than whole column / might
write.
Rain, rain, rain. Went over to vour
beautiful city again by air, but had
to wait in the Union DEPOT out in
the wet for time before / ever got
ride. Even then I had started out
walking and Allie Hart once more
stopped and picked me up. I can
never get to the corner any mo,,n
soon enough for Ivory Day to take
me over. AS the "early bird catches
the worms" Ivory must take a lot of
early rising passengers.
Conversated with Genie Faulkner
on the street. He used to be a So
called travelling man, but the farth-
est have ever seen him away from
| nome was over at Oxford. And who
should walk right against me and al
most knock me off the sidewalk but
! charlie Harris, your Assistant Chief
of Police. Charlie once lived in our
town before he meandered away from
home and found himself in. Hender-
| son, and that must have been a
change for the better for Charlie.
Asked him about his mother and
daddy and he said they lived down
towards Townsville, or Williamsboro,
have frogotten which.
Robert Oakley, wlo works for the
First National Insurance Co., at the
First National Bank, also passed. He
IS another who left the small-town
life of Oxford to move to your metro
| politan city
Went on down to the Dispatch Of
flee and saw all the gang but Mr..
Finch, who had gone uptown. Miss
Page Gooch handed me q letter
someone had left for me, and when /
read it I just hollered. Then I read
Il to her and she almost had mysteries.
When I took it upstairs for Mr.. Den
mis- to read, he nearly collapsed. Here
is the letter:
Henderson, N. G.
April 6, 1938
Dear T. Moses:
Now the Henderson Dispatch is
complete since we can read Grits and
Gravels. I had a very hearty laugh
with my sister a few weeks ago. /
was in her home and we were talk
ing about some good programs that
we heard over the radio. Sister spoke
up and said, II don't think there is
any program or anything else as good
as the Grits and Gravels in the Dis
patch THAT THE OLD NEGRO
MAN is WRITING"
Please keep your column going.
Respectfully,
MRS. J. M. HCBGOOD.
And as her siste: really thought I
was old "Uncle Mose," Mrs. Hobgood
sent in my name for the little gosling.
And if you don't think that little
! goose wants to be named that, then
send In a name yourself And all
day in the rain I couldn't help from
thinking of that poor little bird out
home. 1 wondered if it had run
! away down to the creek and gotten
lost or drowned, or had gotten its
feet wet
After walking several miles, I fin
ally got ride back with Shirley Ell
lott. There in front of Wilson's new
new service station on the highway.
was Joe Hicks oil truck. So that
station must be opening for business.
| Jack Waller said the new circuit
preacher, Rev. L. C. Brothers passed
the hardware, and Joe Baird holler-
ed, Hello, jack" thinking he was
Mr. Waller. Now Mr. Waller thinks
Mr.. Baird ought either to apologize
to Brother Brothers, or else get his
self a brand new pair of specks.
And this afternoon RAYMOND
Wyche brought his wife over to our
town. Raymond and Claude Crews
married sisters. Raymond and my
self were boys away back yonder
He is DR.. Wyches oldest son. Doctor
! Wyche used to tend all us little
Joneses when we lived down near
! Dexter.
| When I was a child he lanced nv
foot. But a lots worse job of his
was when by baby sister had a ter
rible and very large abscess right on
| the top of her head. She was two
or three years old and I was a bit
older I remember very plainly when
the doctor lanced it, and then gave
her a quarter to keep her from cry
ing. How doctors do love children,
and how they do try to keep children
from hating them when they have 20
hurt the children.
B. D. Bum, superintendent of
schools of this county, was in Ra-
leigh on business yesterday.
Little Miss Lynette Adcock, daught-
er of Mr.. and Mrs. Julian c. Adcock,
always speaks or waves s. me. She
and one other are the only people /
have ever heard of with that name
Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Mangum and
son, and Mr.. and Mrs. Lewis Mann
and son, all of Richmond, are visit
ing at the home of Mr.. and Mrs
J. j. Mann of Route 4.
! Ernest B. and Clement D. Currin OF
) Willow Springs came by the othel
day and got their daddy B. M. Cur
: rim, Sr., of Route 1, and went tc
Washington, D. c., to see their broth.
er, Thurman F. Currin. They return
ed yesterday reporting nice trip.
I am working on and planning i
real little contest soon, but if you
do not take part in the goose-namine
contest, I am going to discard the