Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1938-09-30
Gr1tS and
Gravel 80.
By 4. MOSES JONES

About once every month or so-bus
first let me say that know the ope-
"a or will be glad have brand new
typewriter ripDon. The old one was
so worn that all the writing was very
ulm and un-dlstinct. Ana I am go
ing to leave some space for him to say
':1es, yes, Z. Moses!" or maybe lie
will put some stars in between the
lines to let me know he read what I
said about the new ribbon Now for
what I star led out to say in the be-
ginning. t
ABOUT once every month or so, I
come home at night with what I cali
the sleepy disease" Last night, for
some unaccountable reason, was al
most walking in my sleep when l
came home to supper. So just as soon
as I ate, I went to bed. And even
though I slept all night, seemed not
to have gotten half enough sleep. That
left all my writing for this morning
this column. and also the small
amount of news items which I try to
scrape together each day And if any
one reads them / suppose they will
say that I really did scrape them to-
gether.
And when I started out to write tn s
morning, tnele were the boys who
also had left some studying for this
morning, SO am: late. at my work Of
writing. IL
And every time sit down to try
to think up some foolishness to write,
then I at once start thinking of papa
! R11f EnnHuir,er hot he
US to brood in grief, I am going to
try and do the best T. can to be
i cheerful.
: The other day Oscar Pickett was in
town and had bought bag of apple s
I, Tor his children to take to school. He
/ save me one and he ate one and his
little girl, Charlotte, took one She
at once asked him for his knife to pee
, the apple. That reminded me of the
time about thir.y-tive or six
seven years ago when I asked papa
Tor his knife to cut on a pece o
SUCK. He told me I might cut my
/ finger, but I kept on begging, JUS.
IKE children still do, until he Iinallg
gave me his knife. 1 started at once
70 cutting a way on the stick, and
| - ASe .A1AAA5 AASW, the knife nan
shpped and the red blood was run
ENG. OF course, papa knew best, as
tney oFttsmes do, but the child has
got TO go through the experience O.
Ilnding out for himself, SO it seems
And on the index finger of nv fef
mana, right at the joint where the
wrinkles run across my knuckle, there
stlli remains the scar of that cut. o..
my same right-hand finger, the wrinl.
les run straight across, but on that Gu
finger, the scar misplaced the wrink.
les, and they are different.
Ii some one could only learn a wa,
70 convince children that their papas
and mamnas know best, it would
SO much better for all concerned. But
l suppose mos of them do not realiz..
That until afterwards.
Some one brought us a good mess
OF turnip salad several days ago. One
VI the nelghbor ladies had asked M
"nere she could get some salad, 50
we divided with her, and then had a
good mess for ourselves. It was
ooo-ilclous In fact it looked so greer.
= asked Mrs. Jones if she had not
isput some Paris Green in it.
=. y Kinton gave me big Cana
uian penny year ago when he came
JACK from Canada, and promised me
notncr when he got back this time.
lesterd y was talking to- a fellow
a-ia saw NJ. Kinton coming down