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Rumblings From
Rappaitannock
DEAR FOLKS
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Really, this week the paper should read Snow—Snow—Snow, witp maybe Mumps thrown in
sorrjewhere, but if it wasn’t for the weather and people having mumps we surely wouldn’t* have much to talk about. J
Of course tvcryone was so upset anti disappointed when they had to call! the Po'nt-to-Point Races off. The boy scouts had been looking forward to the races for a long timh (they sell programs), .'is had the: you: g ladies who help do just abo|ii: a little of e\fi\ thing. To me,
1 h' lie e it is to many people, the Po'nt-to-Point means as much r » ■■n. h -nnork as the Apple I’li -sc,m l'i-e ' 1 d-.es ro Frederick C'-.jmtv. M '.be tile schools will
■re a holiday for Wednesday,
rch lfith. the- new date set for
races. It would mean so much
or voung people as well as all M, tile to ot
Well along with all the conglomerations we have had, you can awiys find something to laugh aboijr, which is good. First, 1 would like very much to have a picture of me sitting in the snow just aboiit up to my neck, pulling my leg out of the cattle gate Saturday. I was real smart—walked off the hill—that was fine, but going back up I was awful. N.eyer again!
poor Joe Kevser was really snowed in down Tiger Valley way and to make matters worse folks up Harris'Hollow were snowed in alsb. I have heard round about that they just did a little walking.
Nancy Wood came into town on a nude, but Twizzie didn’t like thej idea of riding a mule very much. Mrs. DeBergh had to walk as far as Mrs. John Keyser’s every moirning. Relieve she said she fell once—nothing serious. Mr. Mack said he had a pretty hard fall.
Bet I am one of the few that go home every evening and find a big basket of cresses waiting on the back porch for me—even in all of thii snow. Thanks to Mr. Butler. Speaking of cresses. I always think of Judge Alexander when I hear of cresses, he was having lunch with us one day and I asked him if he would like some cress. He had me repeat what I had said and then he said, “Over my way they call them cresses.” 1 replied that I usually said a mess of cress. He laughed and assured me “a mess of cress would do, but cresses was the correct name.
Happv birthyday this week to Betsy Parrish, Achsah Miller, Cousin Gates Jones and Mrs. Moffett Pullen.
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