Letter From Mill Spring
And Vicinity
By Joe Stefanelli.
BOOM1! INDIANS!
After reading in the papers of
the terrific heat wave hitting
Dallas (with temperatures to 116
degrees) I went into Mill Spring
only to disicover Joe Walker had
left that morning for Dallas. Joe
is back now with tales of land
booms. Indians and Americans of
the West.
EXCURSIONS HERE
The l$w has been making fre
quent excursions into Holbert Cove
lately and by the looks of the
contraband seized, one would sus
pect this section of having another
industry other than farming.
REA BILL SOMETHING
NEW
The almost 9 dollar REA bill
weekenders, Mr. and Mrs. Adair
of Holbert Cove, received caused
a minor sensation.
BLOOMING THINGS
The late summer wild flowers are
in full bloom in this section and
especially noticeable. What is
commonly called snake root, is the
Cardinal Flower. Posey Hender
son at Green River Cove boasts
this section of having more va
rieties of wild flowers than any
where, and I believe he might be
right.
GREENSBORO VISITORS
For the social record our very
efficient mail carrier Gaither John
son, and wife, are being visited
by their daughter and son-in-law.
Mr. and Mps. Leroy Jaeger, of
Greensboro, N. C. Mr. Jaeger is
on leave from the U. S. Navy.
HOME FROM FLORIDA
Nick Egerton of Mill Spring
breezes in occasionally on a week
end pass from the Naval Flight
Base in St. Petersburg, Fla,, where
he is undergoing flight training
and Sue, his sister, is preparing
for her second year at Greensboro
College.
PROGRESSIVE FARMER
Waley Bradley of Green River
Cove leaves some corn shucked in
his fields for the red birds. It
might be interesting to note that
“Head" Bradley, as he is sometimes
called, enjoys experimenting with
growing things and is always well
up on the latest in farming meth
ods. His zucchini (sp?) which is
unfamiliar to this section proved
very successful this year. (Eyffly
tried growing oranges and vai^flll
ties of figs up here). Mr. Bradlejr
whose outlook on life is somewhat
philosophical is a remarkable
racanteur, possesses a keen sense
of humor and wit (which he in
sists is Irish) and one of the
real old time characters left up
here. Said he stopped reading a
leading farm magazine when he
concluded the feature writer nev
er had plowed a furrow. He tells
of the old days when he'd think
of nothing of walking to Spartan
burg for a music lesson. The tales
handed down to him from his dad
and granddad are rich in folk lore.
Tf you're ever in the Green River
Cove don’t fail to stop by the
small, but neat cabin sitting right
by the road. The gentleman sitting
on the porch with the most wel
come “hello” will be Waley.
“DAMYANKEE” $7
A cashier in a restaurant, ob
viosuly sizing me up as a yankee as
I went to pay my bill, asked what
was wrong with my bandaged fin
ger. In my very best ‘aauired’
Southern accent I replied, “Infect
ed from a thorn I got weedin’ the
okrie.”
GET READY FOR SGH
with freshly cleaned clot
Tel. 77—BROCK’S CLEANE