Henderson daily dispatch., 1938-07-11
Grits and Gravel
(By T. MOSES JONES',

How so very much I would like for
us to be along with that crowd who
plan to leave tomorrow morn for Sky
Line Drive, or to go up to Asheville,
to the Land of the Sky or to go to
Roanoke Island to the Historical Cele
bration and Pageant. But here l sit,
and suppose it will be that here I
stay.
One, two, or all three of the fol-
lowing ladies live in Vance county.
Anyway they were all three in Ok
for several days, ago. One of them
was Miss Lula Nelson before she mar
ried Carl Greene. She is a daughter
of Mrs. Howell Nelson.
One was Miss Rebecca Wade before
she became Mrs. Clarence Greene.
She is a daughter of Mrs. Ed Wade
who lives on the Oxford-Henderson
road.
The other was Miss Thelma Stone
prior: to changing her name to Mrs.
Horace WooNief. and leaving AL,
berta, Va, to come to Henderson to
live Her. mother is Mrs. Thomas
Stone.
1 don't know whether or not there
was any ice. cream left in Oxford after
their departure. 1t was very warm
afternoon and they made for the ice
cream store Ipon their arrival to
town.
That gives me an idoa Next time I
go over there, / l2i1k I shall go up
one side of the street md down the
other, and get ar. ice cream cone in
every store.
But a gallo. Of cream from every
store would not case the pain caused
by the lick I got right on the jaw.
face, hand, 1-nger, and head week
ago when | was over there. AS / was
walking towards the town clock on
the right-hand sidewalk, some one
came out of a screen door which open
ed directly on the walk. 1t was not
gently openc,' but was showed with
force. right ii my face.
For a short time I did not know
what was happening but finally came
to- Up walked Frank Powell who wit
messed the catastrophe, and Ed Dun
can, who was standing across the
street at the drug store, rushed over
to help administer first aid, if neces
sary. There was a red spot on my
finger, and a bump on the back of
my hand, which is very bony. I don't
see how lump could have gotten on
my hand SO quick,
That morning my nose bleed, and
I mean to SOW my head did go on
to hurt. My neck hasn't stopped hurt
i1,rr yof inc ho{ old rid
die which goes something like this,
eff an immovable object meets an
immovavle obstacle, what will the
consequences be?"
Things change, times change, folks
change, and prices change. I can re-,
member years bnck when palmolive
soap sold in the drug stores for thirty
five cents cake, or three for dol
lar. They were recently nd ertised i'll
one store for thre . 60. ~ sHty cents.
Robert Lee Coss from six and q
half miles west of SEEM comes to
town every re W is good and
,-ady He rode. W the other day and
your Old Nose swindled lin out Of
a sub. r.. Lie. &c Re signs his name,
;sA the oldest CT TIC si.>'ctn living
children of the late BenIanl'n Frank
IL Goss.
You have heard ME speak Of the
Ten Woodlief Boys, the ~eight Wilkin.
Brothers, tic seven: =, of II Cifers
Tribe,s but ney-. before h".e 1 ever,
I'll you oe t':e SiAiern ,;asSas. (Eere
! pause to 50 Cousin Sam Harr:,
20 be sure to put on his specks ana
read carefully. B. F. Goss was a
great hunter and always kept a fine
pack of hounds. Foxes were his spe-
cialty. He has caught more than
.wenty foxes in years time. He
worked while he did work, but when
he went hunting, he hunted And it
was a case = love me, love my dog"