H. B. Laney Writes from Texas, Randolph, Alabama http://files.usgwarchives.net/al/randolph/newspapers/textides.txt ============================================= USGENWEB PROJECT NOTICE: In keeping with the USGenWeb policy of providing free information on the Internet, this data may be used by non-commercial entities, as long as this message remains on all copied material. These electronic pages cannot be reproduced in any format for profit or for presentation by other persons or organizations. Persons or organizations desiring to use this material for purposes other than stated above must obtain the written consent of the file contributor. The submitter has given permission to the USGenWeb Project Archives to store the file permanently for free access. This file is copyrighted and contributed by: William Fischer, Jr. ============================================= July 2002 Tidings from Texas ------------------------------ HEIDENHEIMER, Bell Co., Tex., Nov 4th, 1895 Ed. TOILER: -- As I am a native of old Randolph, I believe I will give you and the good people of that county a few dots from the Lone Star State. I left Randolph county the 13th of January last and have been in Texas ever since, and most of the time in Bell county, and I find it to be a good farming country, which I think is unexcelled for cotton and corn and oats and stock of all kinds. Corn is only worth 17 cents per bushel here now and oats 18 cents. I gathered and hauled and cribbed 150 bushels of corn one day last week. It just took four rows to make 25 bushels they being 555 yards long; and now, Mr. Editor, I want to say when a man puts six loads, 25 bushels to the load, in a crib in one day, and hauls it a mile, his fingers will be sore at night. Now I will say that there are some things here that don’t altogether suit an old Randolph county boy, such as the mud when it rains. I will just say here that if a fellow will stick to it when it is dry it will sure stick to him when it gets wet; and then those northers they get next to a Randolph boy. I get very lonesome sometimes thinking of the old hills back there, but when I take time to stop and think of it I become reconciled to some extent when I look around and see such a good country as I think this is. Mr. Editor, to morrow is my “bosses” birth-day, and you step over and we will kill the old hen that crows like a rooster and have soup for dinner. I am kind o’ civilized now to what I was a month or so ago. I tented and batched it all at the same time, and picked cotton. Don’t you know that goes hard with a boy from the cradle of old Randolph? Though not a subscriber, I have the pleasure of reading your good paper every week. Success to it and its readers. H. B. LANEY [From The Randolph Toiler (Wedowee, Randolph County, Alabama), 28 Nov 1895, p.3]