The Petal paper. [volume] (Petal, Miss.) 1953-19??, 1956-12-13

they were coming and not been
at home.
No sir, here in Amite County
when we do thing we aim to give
service; and that is what people
who didn't believe the signs that
say, cars 60; trucks As; buses so
got the day-we had radar around
these parts.
JP court was right beside the
highway and when it turned cold
it was moved right into a house,
where heat was furnished 9TH
er than tempers of those caught.
This ! can say for our Ups they
never lose their tempers; they are
polite to women and children, and
they do their duty. 1t isn't up to
me to say if they serve beyond
their call of duty, and if they
charge too much, there is always
someone to protest to. Frankly l
think $500 is plenty when in one
afternoon perhaps fifty cars are
stopped for speeding, and if l
happened to be JP and wasn't
notified of the money getting in
my community or beat, someone
would have to divide with me
or let me sit on one side of
the road and take all the speeders
going toward McComb, and my
buddy take the one going toward
Liberty /. that sounds fair does
Mt it.
Brother if anyone interested in
catching people who speed wants
to see some speed, just come
drive to Jackson, Miss. with me,
that is if Dale is in the car he
makes me stick right on fifty. Last
week drove all the way to Louis
vile and every car that came up
behind me passed !. -. not one
drove fifty miles or sixty miles or
even in the towns where the signs
said, thirty or twenty. In fact once
when | was observing a very slow
speed limit in Hazlehurst, a man
footed his horn and when | didn't
move over SO he could pass, he
leaned out and hollered at me to
oct ont of tho nav
Buses filled with people whiz
by, heavy trucks thunder along
at seventy miles an hour, and cars
are gone before you can see what
county they are from. I don't
know just who the fear of get
ting caught by that ole demon
radar is supposed to affect, but
one thing for sure it isn't having
any effect on Highway 81, North
II. least not on November goth,
it wasn't. i555s g ''t.
To continue the story of the at
tic at Grandmother Budd's. III
Magazines were in the attic in
great piles, beginning with the
first year my grandmother mar
ried, and right up to the year l
played there so content with the
cats and often my little rat ter
rier. l read continued stories that
were far too advanced for me, but
1t mattered not . | cried with
deep feeling as Roland pressed
his lips to Rosmond's marble cold
brow, in heart broken farewell
there she lay with her new
born but dead babe in the circle
of her arm.
remember asking my Grand
mother what marble was and she
told me my Uncle Eddie's tomb
stone was pure marble, put there
by the Woodmen of the World. to
which he belonged l went to the
graveyard that very same day and
pressed my lips to the tombstone.
but it wasn't cold, no the SUN had
been shining holly all day and all
l got for my pains was telling
on. Azelee, the little colored Girl
told mama that l was in the grave
yard licking the stones, trying to
find cold one.
In the summer we opened the
shutters at each side of the attic
and then we could gaze across
the countryside on one side and
right into the top of the magnolia
tree and a bird nest complete with
eggs.
Uncle Jack had nailed strips
across the inside of the windows
SO we wouldn't fall out and we
played long contented hours, cool
ed by the breezes that came from
over the pine forests and from
far away.
! To my knowledge she died with
those things never touched: for
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