About Americus times-recorder. (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current | View Entire Issue (Aug. 5, 1924)
PAGE FOUR BETTER PASTURES simioKoms 31,000 Acre* Seeded to Grazing Grasses Within Few Years, Railroad Head Says Since 1921 better pastures have been started by 2421 farmers in Georgia and Alabama and they have seeded more than 31,000 acres. This interesting statement is made by President L. A. Downs of the Central of Georgia Railway in a discussion of the work of the Agri cultural Department of the Central. The Central of Georgia inaugu rated test pasture work 4 years ago, paying half the expense of the ex periment in each of the 80 counties served by the road. Results have proved that these test pastuers are ' grazing an average of 1 head of rat tle per acre, while even the blue grass sevtion of Kentucky requires two acres of pasture per head of grown cattle. This proof that Georgia and Ala bama can produce milk and meat as cheap as any other section has stimulated stock raising in thd southeast. The management of the Central of Georgia has recently made an other offer to encourage soil build ing, or soil reintegration. The rail road will pay half the cost of es tablishing test pots on which wint er legumes wil be used! to improve’ the soil. It is expected that these will give profitable increases un crop yields. In discussing the successful work of the Agricultural Department of the railway, President Downs makes acknowledgement to the farmers, newspapers and the public generally for co-operation and support. FARMERS URGED TO CONTINUE POISONING ALBANY, Aug. s.—The Dougher ty agent has warned planters of the county to apply calcium arsenate immediately to their cotton, as the third hatch of the boll weevil is due to come off soon. Iced Tetley’s. Long, frosty ’’ttt IF glass. A bit of lemon! Just vfr y sip it and relax. Real re- • freshment and cool comfort. • ITETLEYSj : Orange Pekoe a-rflS • ‘ India, Ceylon and Java blend* * SUMTER-MAID BUTTER Sold in All Americus Stores; Made From Sumter County Cream Already this home product is making for itself a place in the hearts of home people. Here s what one housekeeper says of our product: ... j ‘‘Sumter-Maid Butter is the best I have ever used. Heretofore 1 have used country butter, being averse to the use of creamery product. The Americus butter, however, is cleaner and sweeter than any creamery butter 1 have ever used. It compares in every way with the finest country butter, and 1 prefer its superior flavor to that of any country butter 1 have ever used.’ (Name on Request.) The foregoing is just one of many complimentary expres sions that have come to us on Sumter-Maid Butter quality. Get This Butter From Your Grocer Americus Ice Cream & Creamery Co. Cotton Avenue Americus, Ga. We Buy Cream and Pay Highest Market Price for This in Any Quantity GIFTS A nice watch for a lady or gentleman is a gift that is appreciated, and is a pleasure and service to their owners They will be of use for a life time. See our line before buy ing. Phone 229 • ' AMERICUS JEWELRY CO., Wallis Mott, Manager. ELECTRIC FAN SALE Beginning Monday morning and continuing during the week 1 will sell my electric fans at 20 per cent reduction. This is a great saving from the regular price on electric fans, and the hot weather has just begun. These fans are made by General Electric and Westinghouse and are fully guaranteed. Terms Cash. W. W. M’NEILL’ Hampton and Plum Street Phone 271 rw WRECK E-J-Rath ___ S ©1924 -by NEA Service Inc. CHAPTER 1 Game But Nervous Dad Morgan stood; with his shoul ders against/ the top rail of the cor ra fence, apparently asleep o • his feet. The sun had a persuasive wartnth, which was good tor Kinks in the system. He never could de cide whether it melted or baked the twinges out of him; bat he knew it for an emollient of power and virtue. His figure (.dropped som nolently. His pipe hung Joosely from a corner of his mouth. His eyes were half closed. But Dad Morgan was not asleep, nor were his half-closed eyes idle. They were watching two riders de scend the slope on the far side of the wide coulee in which the rancn buildings sprawled. There was a piebald horse ridden by a girl and a sorrel riddes by a man. They were still somewhat distant for dis closure of these details, but Dad Morgan knew who was coming. Th e pace of the riders was a walk, and Dad understood the meaning of it. “I expect he’s got himself all chafed up,” he mused. “But he’ll put it on his nerves; see if he don’t. Nothin’ ever happens to him regu lar and natural, except maybe swearin.” The riders were out upon a green level, and the piebald horse broke into an easy lope. The sorrel fol lowed, then checked and settled down to a restless walk. The girl in front turned in her saddle, glanc ed backward', brought her mount to a stop and waited. When the sor rel had come abreast the two horses walked again in the direction of the ranch. Dad Morgan grinned, shift ed his position against the fence and began filling his pipe. He was smoking lazily when the riders came to a pause at the corral gate. The girl swung off with an easy sweep and waved a gauntleted hand. “Hello, Dad.” “Howdy, Sally? Howdy. Wreck?” The man on the sorrel made no answer, for he was engaged in a task. With both hands gripping the ponimel, he raised himself in the stirrups, tightened his lips, and scowled. Then, very slowly, ho fetched his right leg across the sor rel’s back. As he did this he flat tened himself forward until the pommel burrowed into the pit of his stomach and his arms gripped the sorrel’s neck in a tense embrace. Then he slid crabwise to the ground. He stood there fir several seconds, looking at his legs, which had re tained the posture necessary to en close the barrel of a horse. .Slowly he straightened them, on ■ after the other. There was a groan in his look ,but he did not give it speech. He turned a savage and challeng isg eye in the direction of Dad Mor gan. “I’m fine,” he Said. “You’re lookin’ real well,” ob served Dad. “Had an idea you might of got lamed up some, but I can’t say as I see any signs of it.” The rider of the sorrell stumep stiffly forward half a dozen steps. “Who—me? Lame? What would I get lame for?” “Come to think of it, Wreck, I’m durned if I know. I reckon anybody who can set on a flivver for fifteen hundred miles, maybe sixteen hun dred, is kind of acclimated. Any how, the sheriff says—” Dad Morgan broke off at a slight but peremptory gesture from the girl, who had opened the corral gate and was accelerating the piebald horse through it with a gentle flick of her quirt. She was a free, loose llimbed girl, brown in the cheeks and neck, clear and serene of eye—a girl of the open spaces and the rolling range. The wide calm of the big country somehow found its expression in Sally Morgan. But the look that went with the gesture, while it never broke the calm, checked Dad as surely as though it had been an order from Ma herself. The rider of the sorrel watched his mount follow the piebald into the corral, then straightened his shoulders, set his teeth and stepped off briskly in the direction of the house. He stumbled once, pulled himself together with a wince and hastened his step. Dad watched him until his figure disappeared through the doorway. “Now, I’m wonderin’ which nerves—” Sally stopped him again. “Let him alone, Dad. He’s how.” I ain’t sayin’ anything he cart hear, Sally, I’m just wonderin’ which nerves is responsible. We ain t allowed to lay it on the sorrel, or on the saddle, or on any of the failin’s of human flesh. It’s got tc be nerves or nothin’.’’ “Well, don’t plague him about it. If he wants to blame it oh his nerves, why should we care? Ard I don t think he likes to have you call him ‘Wreck’.” Dad viewed his daughter with a glance of surprise. He ain t ever said so,’’ he re marked. “And would you expect him to? He’s a guest.” “He’s payin’ eight dollars a week to Ma. I ain’t sayin’ we asked him for it. Ma didn’t want to take nbih in . But when a plan’s payin’ he’s got the rights of free and unlimited \ Money bock without question '.i?V \1 if HUNT’S GUARANTEED I SKIN DISEASE REMEDIES /’« / PV < Hun *' B Salve and Soap), fail in I VJ // tlle treatment of Itch, Eczema, Ringworm, Tetter or other itch, ing skin diseases. Try this treatment at our riik. Planter’s Seed & Drug Company Howell’s Pharmacy Express Your Thoughts with CHEAFFERC LIFETIME VJ Pens and Pencils Thos. L Bell ” THE AMERICUS TIMES-RECORDER speech. And if he don’t like—” “He’s a guest, just the same, ’ repeated Sally. “And so long as he stays here we’re under an obligation to treat him right.” “I’m treatin’ him all right, ain’t I? There ain’t a single thing about life in these wild and irreverent ■ W/AC rtf ™ ii/\ “HE DON'T MIND MY CALLIN’ HIM ‘WRECK’.” parts I haven’t told him, any time he asked me. Why, all I been doin’ the past two weeks is easin’ educa tion into him.” Sally smiled. “And I’ve picked up considerable about nerves, which sort of makes it an even split,” added Dad. “He don’t mind my callin’ him ‘Wreck.’ If he was goin’ to squeal about it, why would he lay claim to bein’ such? You heard him say it. I’m a nervous wreck,’ he says, sort of proud.” “Oh, well, don’t rub it in, Dad.” “Ain't rubbin’ it in Ain’t goin’ to,’ Dad looked up suddenly. “Did you say something about his bein’ game?” Sally smiled again and her glance wandered to the crest of the grassy slope and seemed to go beyond it. “It was awfully funny,” she said, “but I was scared so a minute. We rode over as far as the second ridge; I wanted him to see a real piece of range country. He wouldn’t admit he’d never been on a horse before. But he did pretty well, although the sorrel was getting servotis from the better pipe tobacco Why better? “Wellmaifs Method” famous old-time secret, now ours -exclusively ■ JB|fj Certainly rounds to^acc ° ° ut • i ■ Cut just right, ■» too (See below) W 1 \ ■ In foil,not tin -therefore IOC . V ’ , ‘ •' »< i V I * . jWr— ” •- j, *’■ GraM&r Rough Cut IM r— —\ I U las^-, ll ?L ul ger » . c utforP’P**’ I <] I tfrSfih I I . - II wasy his mouth was pulled.” ; “It’s catchiji’, maybe?’ “Perhaps. At any rate, we were standing there, right close to the edge, when a bee lit—tn the sorrel. You know what happened. The way he went ever that horse’s head you d have thought he’d learned to fly. It carried him over the edge, too, and he went down about tw r enty feet be fore he grabbed hold of a bush and stopped himself. I thought he was going all the way,” “I expect you roped him?” ob served Dad. “He wouldn’t let me. He got m;:d as fury when he Saw I was going to. He said he guested he could cljmb back without any help, and he did. And he wouldn’t let me catch tie sorrel, either. It must have taken him twenty minutes at least. And then it took him another five min utes to get on. I can’t d. scribe ex actly the way he did it. It was like shinning up. Os course, he was pretty well scratched and mussed, and his temper was in a frightful state.” “Any language?” asked Dad. “No; he was too busy, I think. Coming home he nearly fell off twice, trying to ease himself in the saddle. But he mever squealed. And he says he’s going out riding tomor row morning. He won’t make it, though; he’ll be too lame ti move,” Dad nodded with understanding. Any dude would be too lame to move under equal circumstances. Yet he was not entirely certain that the Wreck would fail to move, even though too lame; for he had away of playing the game according to his own rules. “I’ll put on a house dress, I be lieve,” said Sally. “Sure,” agreed Dad. “Bob’s here.” She paused for an instant, a look of surprise in her eyes. “When did he come? I didn’t ex pect him until tomorrow morning.” “He came a while back. He ain’t goin’ to be able to go with you to morrow, as near as I can make out.” Sally frowned involuntarily, then shrugged and continued her march toward the hoime. Dad settled back against the fence and resumed his musing. Sally would be mighty dis appointed if she did not get to the train tomorrow 7 ; she was all packed 11 L TUESDAY AFTERNOON, AUGUST 5, 192-1 and expectant. But he knew that she would not say very much; she was not much of a hand at, complais ing. Still it seemed, even to Dad that it "was too bad to postpone ev erything right at the last minute. He would not mind riding over with her himself, but it was too long a trail for people with twmgs and kinks. Sometimes he wished the ranch was a little mitp nearer the railroad. But Sally Aever even com plained about that. There had been no railroad at all when Dad Morgan came into the range country; at least, none within a couple of hundred miles or more. Now there was a main line north of them, only about thirty-five miles on a good trail. It seemed very near I to Dad when it first came, but when Sally began going to school in the East, and there wer e seasonal go ings and comings, with the necessity of maintaining communications be tween city and ranch, Dad realized that it was not very close, after all. So far as he and Ma were concern ed, that made no difference. But Sally had grown up, and she had an education, and she knew the ways of places far beyond the range, and—vtell, Dad understood. Still, even Sally was quite satisfied with the range country, provided she was not quarantined there. It was not a very large ranch chat Dad Morgan surveyed through half squinted eyes, nor was it a busy one. The air of idleness was everywhere about it; idleness, but not decay. It was simply a randh taking a long and honorable rest. The busy years were behind it. (Continued in Our Next Issue) KENT’S GARAGE J Merritt Bldg. Jackson St. | To My Friends and Customers:. ■ After having been in another state during the past ■ year 1 have returned to Americus to live again. To those g who know my work as a finished repairman I can only fl say that hereafter past standards will be maintained and | that I will do all work personally. f B. B. KENT t Merritt Bldg. Jackson St. ■ MANY IRISH JUDGES DOI * NOT SPEAK GAEL! DUBLIN, August 5.—A ref- W : | attempt to compel railway ti | panies in the Free State to'll I their announcements and tick® I 3 the Irish language only, or in jl H Irish and English, was vigor®! opposed by Senator W. B. Y<V the poet, who in the course of f !■ address revealed that he had trf 8 to learn Irish and failed, as he jl J always failed to learn any o th| ® language than English. A strong feeling has manifest. 18 itself in favor of making this W try bilingual. Irish is compulsoj MH in the schools, and in the Lav M Courts it ranks equally with ,En I f glish. It is but rarely H however, and when it is, causes' U some embarrassment to judges and counsel, most of whom are ignorant of it. 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