Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1938-06-07

very pleasure of meeting the above
young lady just before she ended her
visit next door, and Immensely appre-
ciate her nice letter. l thank her that
she has gotten you Strengthened out
about the long, raven, curly locks
which l do not possess; and that am
not a Beau Gueste, nor Beau Brum-
mel, but that l am just as plain as
an old shoe.
I am really so hard-looking that for
the past twenty-five years l have
combed my hair straight back, POM
padour style, so that 1 do not have
to look at myself even when 1 comb
my hair.
And to show you how cruel l am,
let me tell what a wicked deed | COM
mitted this morning, when I killed
a mother mouse and five little babies
l found the nest in the kitchen cab
met drawer several days ago. I did
not want to destroy the babies until
l had gotten the mamma mouse. So
this morning 1 gently opened the
drawer and saw that she was there. I
took the drawer to the bath-tub and
she ran out and fell down into the
tub Of course she could not get out,
, so l finished her up. Then did away
with the babies. 1 had really taken
them for pets and almost hated to
destroy them. But had l let them live
one of them may have run along the
wall with a match in it's mouth, and
may have struck the match against
the wall and set our home on fire and
J burned us all up alive at midnight.
SO you will now understand why I
+ had to be so hard-hearted and kill
them.
Moses, Jr., is at home with a bad
foot. He has been out home at Will
+, ton, since school closed blowing and
helping them farm. Friday afternoon
| he stuck a nail in his foot, so he came
home Saturday. Since then he has
+, been lying down with a boiled flax
| seed-meal poultice on his foot draw
| ing out the poison. 1t is hard to keep
! boy of his age still, but he has leen
| doing as we'll as possible, at it, and
we hope his foot will soon be we'll
J again.
I will never forget how 1 treated
! him once when he was a little boy
| He was just several years old, but old
enough to run around and play. He
! had been out home several days and
then came back. In the night he
awoke and whimpered, cried, fretted
and whined. He just wouldn't go back
| to sleep so that we could get some
| rest. I finally took him and shook
and shook him until / had nearly
shook the breath out of him.
The next morning he was real sick
with erysipelas which had come from
little place on his foot where he had
hurt while playing. A red streak was
already running almost up to his knee.
We got the doctor in a hurry and
started working on him. And have
never yet shaken him again as l did
that night. Although he had often
ingly-unnecessary broken UP
many a nights rest for us with his
nine months collie, and after that, with
crying and carrying-on, l never again
shook him like 1 did that night, not
until he got big enough to talk and
tell us if he really were sick.
The other day in your town i met
an old friend (but not old in years.
Armon H. Harris. He and l.. r. Daniel
run the ESQ Station on North Gar
nett street. Armon was raised near
Oxford and is one more of those fine
young fellows of my acquaintance.
Also saw Assistant Chief Charlie
Harris father and mother. Had not
SEEM Mrs. Harris in a good while.
Was introduced to Mangum Mas
senburg at the Henderson Vulcanizing
Company and he said, "I don't know
as ever heard of you, Mr.. JONES' but
I'm glad to meet you"
And then along came Leo Norwood
who took and brought me clean back
to Oxford for which thank him most
muchly. T. MOSES JONES.
-Cloudburst at Clifton, S. c.,
took toll of SO lives