The Lexington advertiser., 1939-01-12
Rambler On Mend;
Pays Tchula A Visit

l yentured out on ramDle last oas-
urday for the first time since my dog
fall near Pickens before Christmas,
starting down the new paved highway
toward Tchula. | was still little sore
from my adventure with the dogs and
could not pedal my bicycle upgrade
and was doing the pedestrian stunt push
ing my wheel upgrade when along came
Eugene Thurman who proved himself to
be another good samaritan by stopping
and lifting my bicycle into the back OF
his Ford truck and with me on the front
seat we were soon in Gwin, the place
OF my destination. Eugene has been
faithful brakeman on the local railroad
for nearly thirty years and he was on
his way to go with his train. In ad-
dition to honding down this job, he owns
something over 800 acres of land on
which he has beautiful home with all
the modern conveniences about miles
southeast of Lexington, with three or
four tenants farming the place. He is
brother of Will Thurman, one among
the best colored farmers in Holmes
county, whose broad acres are on Little
Black creek about five miles northeast
of Lexington, and the two men are a
great credit to their race; and best OF
all. both are enthusiastic subscribers OF
Mississippi's best local paper-The Lex.
ington Advertiser.
JTpon my arrival in Gwin / called first
at the home of my good friends Mr.. ant
Mrs. E. A. Sanders, but no one was al
home except the cook, the boss being OF
| his Job as section foreman and the
madam down the street trading at Bed
wells store where l next stopped
was glad to find all we'll at the stor'
and Mrs. Bedwell showed me an in
teresting letter she had received from
her son James d. Bedwell who is in tn
U. s. Marine service and stationed II
far-off China. He hardly mentione
| the Jap Chinese war but said he expect
ed soon to be transferred to the PM
lipines for service there. He sent hi
parents a cablegram of congratulatlon'
Christmas, which lightened their hearts
and was greatly appreciated.
Jogging back to Tchula / anchored at
Noah's Ark and found it still on Mt
Ararat and the genial captain of the ves-
sci, Roy Foster, still selling variety
goods at low figures to whomsoever has
the price, explaining to me he had quit
doing a furnishing business and wouldn't
even sell me stick of candy on credit
However, he is quite likable captain
even if my credit is bad with him.
dropped in at other stores and found
the merchants all quite optimistic, but
l refrained from asking for credit. How
ever, l believe Mr.. and Mrs. A. G. Kelly
or James Hammett would have credited
me for pound of candy until next
Saturday" if had asked them to. Mean
dering up the street to the residential
district l enjoyed a little visit in the
home of Mr.. and Mrs. E. C. Foose. Mr..
Foose represents an early established
family in Lexington, his grandfather
Nathaniel Foose settling here from New
Orleans something over hundred years
ago, and his father Cooper Foose as
we'll as himself were born in the house
back of the Baptist church where Mrs.
R. A. Stigler now lives. He has an old
Bible that belonged to his ancestors
printed in 1824-one hundred and fifteen
years ago. 1t has in it the birth date
of John Cannon, a great uncle, who
was born March 12, 1895, and the record
of other relatives.