Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-08-11

don't forget to write to us.
Best wishes to your family,
,s a Lorene."
And now let me say that if those
other pictures are any good that were
| taken of Old T. Moses holding that
big string of fish he helped catch,
then 1 intend you shall see one of
those pictures soon right here in this
| column.
| And with the following letter I will
close. It was waiting for me at the
office when I went down Monday
morning. Mr.. operator, I want to
assure you that have stuck gallon
bucket right tight down over my
head so that it cannot possibly ex-
pand any while I am copying this
letter. If my lachrimal glands were
very fluent, I would cry tears of real
| JOY but crying does not seem to run
in my system.
But this letter does bring joy to my
heart and "restoreth my soul' just a
bit after having received a really
very nasty letter some weeks ago, and
after what that fellow said about
my writing last week over in Hender-
son.
And here is the letter:
August 5, 1888,
r. f. D., No. 2,
s III Henderson, NJ c..
Dear T. Moses:
read tonight what the man said
about nobody reading your writings
but poor, ignorant farmers. cannot
express what want to say, but am
sure if you've written something that
they have enjoyed, it has certainly
been worth while. I have lived in
town, but at the present am living in
the country. But if I was living there
now, I am sure I would read it. I
wonder does that person think you
were writing it for him only. I don't
reckon there is paper in the world
that everybody likes to read every
word in it.
1 like to read what you write about
Mr. and Mrs. So and So coming to
town, where they were born and
where they live now, who they were
before marriage, who they married,
how many children they have, and
their names and where they live, and
what kind of work they do.
l. WAS UOIu d. Odh Hill. WY POI ClIo
farmed on the land of Mrs. Anna Roy
ster And though I was only six
years old when I left there, I still can
remember a few of the people from
hearing my mother and sisters talk
about them, before my mother died
1 have been back there twice since [
left I spread a dinner on the ground
right near the rocks that were once
the chimney of the cabin where I was
born.
There is hardly a column written
that you don't write about some one
1 know or have heard of in that com
munity, for have many cousins up
there, and did have lots of aunts and
uncles, but they are all dead now.
NV father was member Of Mountain
Creek church. mar @ses.ss;t
+ also, lived near Dickerson, N. c.,
when I was child, and used to go to
Bethel M. E. church. So you seldom
ever write without saying something
about some one I have known there.
Mr.. Willie Howell and Miss Mary
Brummitt taught school there the
first year I went. Next year Miss
Sophie Pool and a Mrs. Darlington
taught. I never knew where Mrs
Darlington lived, and have often wond
|sered what became of her.
| 1 have heard your father pray once
at a meeting in the Oxford court
house. and I hope he will live to
pray many more prayers in this
world (Note. I read this letter to
Daddy Jones. yesterday. He is still
in bed and does not seem to improve
| fast)
1 like to read such little things as
you told about giving the lady a crepe
myrtle sprout and it turned out to be
pale pink. cannot express what
really do like to read, but anyway
what you write is alright. And for
those that don't like it, well the
world is just full of all kinds OF
things for them to read. 1 guess ]
have written enough Of this kind OF
stuff, so will close.
Respectfully,
Mrs. j. H. Thompson.
p. S. If you know the history OF
any of those old places around Oak
Hill, tell it sometime"
| And now let Old Nose say that he
gratefully appreciates this kind letter
It alone is well worth the five lone
months of daily attempts of writing
| such junk and bunk as fills this
column. Should she begin column
with week or two of childhood me-
mories and stories of the Oak Hill
and the Dickerson bygone years, anc
her knowledge of Vance county since
moving and living there, Mrs. Thomp
son would very soon, as a Writer, fal
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