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Big Dickerson, of Pearson, was in
town Wednesday.
Oliver White, of McDonald, was in
the city last Saturday.
My office is not in the court house
any longer. My phone is 44.
Marshall Starling, of Pearson, says
that town is as dry as a bone.
J. L. and J. B. Burkett, of West
Green, are both on the jury this week.
Mrs. Neugent, of Mora, was in town
Wednesday, and of course came to
see me.
Andrew Meeks, of Nicholls, was
among friends here in town on last
Monday.
Pretty Susie and Nellie Dorsey, and
their mother, were in town last W ed
nesday, and spent the day with me.
So many pretty girls in my office
last Wednesday that Verna Starling
and Clifton Neugent couldn’t keep out.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones Mercer, just
married on the 16th, were in town last
Wednesday. They live out on No. 4.
My friend Harrelson, from over the
river, was in town Saturday. He had
left the little girl at home this time.
Henry Roberts, of Pearson, was in
town last Saturday, shaking hands
with friends, and that takes in all who
know him.
Among the pretty girls in my office
this week were Lonnie and Thelma
McKinnon and Maud Harrelson, with
their mothers.
My friend Hamilton, his pretty wife
and baby, of Pearson, were at Mill
wood last Sunday. Mary Ellen Vick
ers was there too.
It just strikes me that Ruthie, down
at Green Cove Springs, is getting
ready to come back home one a visit
to her old friends.
Calvin Davis, who was night police
when Frank Simmons was off duty,
made a good officer, and was on the
job early and late.
I may get there sooner, but I am
certainly trying to shape up things
so that 1 can get to Pearson on the
■sth Sunday in July.
My little chum, Emmie Wall, was
among the Mt. Zion girls at Millwood
last Sunday. She is one of the tru-
est girls in Georgia.
George Right and John Davis, of
Jeff Davis county, were in town last
Thursdy. There’s no difference in
George for the better.
Col. Lankford made a pretty speech
jit Millwood last Sunday on music
and its effects, and he can’t play
“Dixie” on a mouth organ.
Charley Stewart, of McDonald, was
in town Monday. He says he is a can
didate for Representative, if the as
sessment is not prohibitive.
Judge Bryan had the City Court
opened with prayer, by Bro. Stanford,
last Monday. Some people do not like
that way, but it is a good form.
Old brother Jimmie Moore, from up
on No. 4, came to town Friday of last
week. He jut came in to leave Alma
with me while he did some trading.
Rebecca Fussell had her best fellow
on the wire last Thursday. Josie
Dorminy says she had him on a chair
close by her side. His name is George
Archie Young, of Ambrose, was in
town Saturday. Had a hog-dog leek
ed like he’d been eating green persim
mons. He offered me a dollar to say
nothing about. I taken the money
and went.
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The sing at Burkett church will be
on the second Sunday in June, instead
of July. Remember, second Sunday
in June. There will be dinner on the
ground.
Sam Todd, of Pales, was in town
Monday. He does not come to town
often, and says he lives now in God s
country. It is hoped, then, he’ll be a
better man.
Mr. and Mrs. Dan Woods, Mr. and
Mrs. Wm. Maine, and Misses Bertha
and Eva Woods, of this place, made
one car load to the sing at Millwood
last Sunday.
Twenty years ago I knew every per
son in Millwood. I was there last
Sunday and conld count the names of
those 1 knew, residents, on the fingers
of one hand.
Bob Glisson, of Broxton, was in
town last Saturday for the first time
since cold weather. He was trying
to swap the overcoat he wore all the
winter for a sea-a-sueker.
There were a whole cart load of
•Stokesville and Mt. Zion girls and
bovs down at Millwood last Sunday,
and I didn’t see anything or anybody
that could excell them anyway.
Lone Jack, down at Live Oak, says
a “kiss is a mouthful of nothing.”
Now, Jack, don’t slander the girl, she
says she lost her chewing gum in the
operation. Guityl, or notguilty?
I saw Mrs. Minnie Wall down at
Millwood Sunday. She was with a
gentleman, 1 said something in a hu
morous way and she told me “not to
worry,” (mind your own business),
and I will in future.
The mayor of Cordele says “he is
not putting any fines on blind tigers.
If they break the law they must go
to the ehaingang." That is just where
they belong, and where they will do
the most good and some repenting.
A lady over at Millwood who had
never had the misfortune to meet me
before last Sunday, said she expected
to see a man thirty-five or forty years
old. Sure, she was not wrong in her
calculations, as I am all of that age.
Dennis Vickers, Jr., of Ambrose,
was in town late one evening last
week. His wife was with him too,
and it didn’t take him three hours to
run home in his car, as it did two
weeks ago. She is getting on to his
slips and slides.
The Ware County News says there
are more pretty girls in Millwood than
any other place on earth, and the
News carries more locals than any
other paper in Georgia. Why don’t
he claim the sun, moon and stars, and
be done with it?
Mr. Gillis’ String Band did some
fine singing at Millwood last Sunday,
while the instrumental music was per
fect- 1 think I’ll have to leave that
word “band” off, and substitute “or
chestra.” The word band does not
express their efficiency.
Among the singers at Millwood last
Sunday were Charlie Wall, B. F. Da
vis, Jim Cowart and Bill Maine; Miss
Luna Itavis was at the organ in the
morning, and in the afternoon Homer
Gillis mashed and pemed that thing
until it squalled for mercy.
Alma Moore, out on No. 4, came to
see me Friday of last week. That
girl has grown so that I didn’t know
her at first, and is going to be a pret
ty woman. She is a pretty girl now,
THE DOUGLAS ENTERPRISE, DOUGLAS, GA., MAY 20TH, 1916.
but I wouldn’t like for her to hear me
say so. iMght make her vain.
Francis Williams and Mae Meeks,
both of Nicholls, went to Glory last
Sunday, and their regular fellows at
Nicholls were lonely all day. They
thought they’d look for new ones at
Glory, hut slipped up, because the
powder had blown off their noses.
Peter Pan, in the Willacoochee Rec-
I ord, says he kissed a girl once and
her lips were like sugar. He kissed
her another time and she had quinine
on her lips. Nothing strange about
that, Peter, for she had to take qui
nine or something to kill the bad taste
in her mouh from the first kiss.
Peter Pan, n the Willacoochee Rec
ord, says Dave Douglas made a speech
at Pine Grove recently, and his sub
ject was “divorces and matrimony.”
Well, when a man gets on uch sub
jects as that he has about t Iked out,
is close to the end, and you may now
expect some devilment from his cor
ner of the moon.
There’s a fellow down at the mill,
near Pearson, who is cvarrying his
heart in a sling, so to speak. It has
been at the feet of a certain young
lady for some time, and now she has
gone home, and he will not be com
forted. The first letter in his name
Spells “Pope,” but I would not like to
say anything about it.
Mike Carter, down at Rockingham,
says he “has all the fine fish, black
berries, honey, ham, etc., that he can
eat, at his house.” Dog-gone! A man
that will write to me like that and
have my mouth watering ought to be
stoned with rotten eggs. He don’t
know that the express wagon comes
to my house every day.
Myriam Fussell, of Ambrose, used
the “long distance” last Thursday to
say she would send the car after me
if I would come and go fishing with
her. Another girl on the same line
said if 1 would go fishing with her
she would “come after” me. Seems
like the “girl down the road” is one
ahead of Myriam, and it’s her move.
I regret to learn that Roy Sutton
lost a fine mule last week, which he
recently paid $275.00 for, but he has
another that will soon know the route
to where Pearlie lives, the darkest
night that comes. Well, he is one of
the best boys in the county, and when
he gets her in the notion if he will
send after me I’ll come over and hook
’em together.
M. J. Ferguson, of Ambrose, was in
town last Monday, and after some kind
of medical treatment, became very
ick, in a fainting condition almost.
He was brought into my office, where
he revived, and was afterward car
ried to the residence of Judge H. F.
Brown, on Madison avenue. I was
sorry for my friend, and hope he is
sound and well before this.
Col. Lankford, Messrs. Frank Han
cock, Knox Aiken and myself, were
with Mr. Duggar in his Maxwell last
Sunday. The two young men stopped
down near Stokesville on business.
Mr. Duggar taken Mae Belle Gaskin
in their places on to Millwood. When
we returned late in the afternoon the
boys were sitting up to two prtty girls
like sick kittens to hot bricks.
The Pearson Tribune insinuates that
Mary Shad, of that city, wouldn’t like
to see me. Having just moved there
himself, the egotistical jim crack that
edits that paper, imagines he’s the
only june-bug on the collard leaf, and
that all the lady-bugs around there
must look up to him. Jeff Kirkland’s
old turkey gobler likes june-bugs and
I hope he’ll find this one, and gobble
him up.
The Pearson Tribune is no wpub
lished at that place, on nice, new type.
It is full of interesting local news, in
the first number, and flies the name
of Lovic Pharr, as editor, and Irene
Pharr as business manager. This is
doubtless a family combination, a good
one, which it is hoped may be suc
cessful. as the business end of the
lay-out is likely to keep the other part
well balanced.
John H. Moore, of Hazlehurst, was
in town Monday, and told me what a
nice time he was having with his
house boat and fishing. He has a
house boat on the Oemulgee river,
that is, a small house 12 or 15 feet
wife and 35 or 40 feet long, built on
a barge of a few feet larger. Every
thing is complete on this boat, for
cooking, eating and sleeping, a small
stove being used for cooking, and
bunks enough for eight or ten people
to sleep comfortably, are arranged
along the sides of the boat. He has
a gasoline launch which he uses to
' pull the boat up and down the river.
There is an abundance of fishing tac
kle, poles, lines and hooks on the boat,
and when a nice fishing place is reach
ed everybody on board gets busy, and
when the fish quit biting they move
on to another place, tie up, fish, and,
if night comes on they stay all nigh,
or a week if necessary. They have a
fine time, Mr. Moore says, and catch
j more fish than they can destroy,
i Read this sad, sweet letter from one
jof my little girl chums: “Kirkland,
May 15, 1916. Dear Uncle Jim: I
have very sad news to write this
morning: my grandfather is dead! He
died Thursday, May 11. Uncle Jim,
we all thought he was better that
morning, and were so rejoiced, when,
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in the afternoon he suddenly became
worse, and died at 8:30 that night.
* * * And now, everything is dark
and dreard at our homes, for we could !
hardly bear to give him up, but we
had it to do, Uncle Jim. Dear grand- j
mama still lives, with two of the !
youngest boys. * * * But just
think, Uncle Jim, how many children
my poor mama left when she died—
eight of them —and I am the oldest.
Mama died last October, and since
then I have tried to look after them 1
all I can, and keep house for my papa.
The baby is sick now, but it is thought
it is on the mend. Your chum, M. P.”
There will be services at the old
Carver church on the first Sunday,
and Saturday before. Jesse Carver
will do the preaching, and the public
is invited.
There were fully five hundred peo
ple at the sing at Millwood last Sun
day. And it was a good humored, or
derly crowd. Among them I met some
old friends of former days, and then
I saw, also, some men and women
that were children when I was there
twenty years ago. I met only a few
of the citizens of the place, Mr. Wal
den, a merchant, and Mr. Muriy,
where I went to get some water, for
the town is “very dry.” As Borden,
Herrin, Cowart and other's are com
pelled to go to the pump to quench
their thirst, as disagreeable as this
may seem. Jim Cowart gave me all
the hot fish and bread I could manage,
in fact, everybody had all they want
ed, and everything was nice and well
cooked. I saw some friendly children,
and above all, three or four pretty
young ladies, who appeared to be
friendly, but I ha dno one to ntroduce
me to them. Sat on a seat near me
in the afternoon. One of them, a
pretty,black-eyed little charmer, said
she knew who I was, but was partic
ular not to tell me her name. She
didn’t know that I was a friend to all
young people, and while this one was
very small, didn’t weigh more than
100, still it must be remembered that
fine goods are always in small bun
dles.
DEATH OF REV. W. J. MADDOX.
Mention was made last week that
Rev. W. J. Maddox, who has been
sick for several months, at his resi
dence in this city had just died, as
we went to press at 1:30 Friday, May
12. Alas, the news, which brought
regret to many, was too true.
His illness, lasting so long, had re
duced this once powerful man to an
almost infantile weakness, and when
his wife raised his head to give him
a drink of water, the last thing he
ever asked for, he fell over in her lap,
as she sat by his side on the bed, and
like a tired child, went to sleep.
"Asleep in the arms of Jesus,” with
out a shudder, without a murmur, and
all was over, while the exhausted spir
it winged its way to God.
Bro. Maddox was 74 years of age,
was an old confederate veteran, of
Lee’s' army, and when the surrender
came 50 years ago, he turned his sor-
rowful face toward his southern home
where loved ones waited his coming,
and in a short while enlisted in the
army of Jesus and was a faithful sol
dier to tile end. He was a minister
jof the Baptist church for 40 years,
and has baptised and pointedan army
of believers to the standard of Jesus.
He leaves a devoted wife of his life,
several children and grandchildren. In
the home made desolate by his death,
are his wife, Miss Mattie, his daugh-
ter, and Miss Bessie, his granddaugh
ter.
The funeral was preached at the
Baptist church by Rev. T. S. Hubert,
who concluded the sad services at the
grave at Lott cemetery, last Saturday
morning, in the presence of hundreds
of friends who knew and loved him in
life.
Bro. Maddox was chaplain of Camp
Spivey Camp United Confederate Vet
erans, and was loved by every mem
ber.
Let the soldier sleep,
for he is weary,
And, oh, our hearts
Are sad and dreary.
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