The journal. (Caldwell, Ohio) 1934-1961, 1947-08-14
SENECA LAKE

Seneca Lake, Aug. 13-The proph-
ecy meetings that began at Bates
Hill, will be resumed on Sunday
September z, after Labor Day.
Music will be furnished by well
known artists, their names cannot
be announced, as they are under
contract by the sponsors. Don't miss
this musical treat.
The topic on this date will be
Church VS.. Kingdom, by the
prophet, Bishop Bethel Bates, D. D.
The last sheaves of grain were
stored in the Duke barn, they were
oats and timothy seed. Estimated in
the barn now is 18,050 sheaves.
When the last sheaf was put in,
the door was closed to hold the
groaning contents.
Big plans are in the making for
this threshing set. Who will be the
lucky thresher to turn this straw
into ripe golden grain?
Okey Hague is making plans to
move building from the Harley
Bates ranch to his own. 1t is small
house IL x 18 feet, and will be
moved on skids as it stands.
Okey's problem is to get some one
to do the towing job. Everyone so
far is afraid to tackle the job.
Bishop and Sid Bates accompanied
Okey Hague to Caldwell on busi-
ness on Monday.
On Monday at 500 o'clock a. m,
Okey became the proud father of a
ten and a half pound son. This
makes Okey four of kind, which
is a good hand in any game.
Bishop, Sid, Okey, Brad, Bob and
Terry were Wednesday evening
shoppers at the Watson Hill Service
store and on the way were Racey
Archer, II. G. Bates and Don Groves
in Mud Gulch, under deep study
over the stalled car of Don. A hur-
ried examination was made, and all
came up with the diagnosis of a
burned out spark coil. The consulta-
ton broke up, to await develop
ments. Gordon Bates, wife Rea, and
son, O'Henry, were Sunday evening
callers on the Bishop Bates house
hold. Gordon explained the mystery
of his and the Clarence Moore jobs,
they are now working for the state
on the roads. Gordon is driving a
truck and Clarence is driving a big
tractor, and last heard of, were
ditching with ditcher on route lat
near the junction of whiskey run
road, and they were hung up in a
ditch with broken steering apparatus
on the ditcher.
From all reports coming in, the
fish in the Lake are on a sit down
strike with heads high in the air.
No kind of bait will lure them, they
prefer to remain healthy than have
their scales peeled off.
Several resorts and clubs are
building quarters on the shores of
the Lake.
Drilling for oil and gas is in full
progress in these parts.
John T. Watson has several rigs
chugging holes into the bowels of
the earth.
Jake Carpenter of Mud Gulch is
main tool dresser.
John T. is so busy with his pick
up, whizzing from one well to the
other he sometimes forgets where
he is, and has to 60 next, and is
called out of the hay at all hours.
Dallas Bond has his mud hen in a
Quaker City paint shop, undergoing
a face lifting.
The Musical Farmers" under the
M. c., Dallas Bond, are very busy
whipping themselves into shape for
some very special orchestral per
formances.
August and September are the
main months for fair dates, and
from all reports, those that have
been and over, the attendances were
excellent and above average for
several years.
Farmers are up in arms over the
game law protection of the wood
chuck, (whistlepig, whistlehog, etc. }
March 1st to August Is, 1948.
The woodchuck is worse than a
"hog" and is the worst predator the
farmer has to contend with. We
don't have to 60 into details over
their destructiveness, just ask any
farmer.
Talk about bungling. in Washing
ton, some of the bungling is going
on in Columbus. Yes, the farmer is
being forgotten in Columbus, but,
the farmer is person that doesn't
forget very soon.
The fox, either color, is an angel
compared to the whistlehog. But we
will always have rattle brains in
some offices. They manage to
squeeze in, some way.
Most of the hay harvesting is
over, until the second crops of clo-
yer are ready.
The next big thing on the docket,
is threshing.
Most all blown down corn has
mostly righted itself, and the crops
look promising.
Corn on the cob is being served
on the farm tables.
Bishop Bates pulled the first mess
on Sunday last.
Virginia Bobbie Bates, beavers of
Miami, Fla, spent Thursday evening
with her father, Bishop Bates, Of
the Duke ranch. Accompanying here