From Days Gone By Nov. 28,1912

November 28, 1912.

   The beautiful snow began falling early last night, and today the earth is covered with about two inches of the fleecy down, heralding the approach of winter. The hunter will find it easy to bag all the birds he wants and the boys can snowball. Wrightsville's expert and otherwise Nimrods have been roaming the woods and fields today, spending Thanksgiving in search of game of some sort. There are a few good shots among the crowd, and very likely the bagging of birds in some instances will run up to respectable numbers.

   The cotton exchange is the livest place in town where the "chin music" is incessantly carried on from early morn till dewy eve, by the bidders, sellers, guessers and hangers-on. There are some game buyers and venturers in the lot, H. C. Tompkins easily leading the bunch.

   Little Vera Johnson of Lovett, is sick at the home of Mrs. Hightower on College Heights. Mr. and Mrs. John Hall announced the birth of a son monday the 18th. Dr. J. G. Brantley and wife will occupy the Brantley cottage on College Street after Christmas, and Mr. J. B. Harrison and wife will occupy the Smith house recently vacated by Dr. Brantley.

   Mr. J. M. Blackshear and family will move after Christmas to thier plantation home in Laurens County. Mr. L. M. Blount has rented his residence on south Marcus Street to Mr. W. E. Price, who at present lives in Kite, but will move after Christmas. Mr. Blount has one or more places in view, but has not decided just where he will locate.

   After an extended illness of kidney disease, Mr. J. W. Axton died at his home in north Wrightsville last thursday and was buried at Westview Cemetery. Mr. Axton was a native of Edgefield, South Carolina. He was a Confederate soldier and faithfully served throughout the war, during which he was wounded in his right hand. At the close of the war he came to Georgia and located, having lived in Wrightsville for the last 24 years. He was a quiet, good man, and a member of the Baptist church with his membership at Edgefield. He was industrious and toiled hard to support his family. He was 78 years old and survived by his wife and three children.

   I have a big drove of large, fine, fat and saucy turkies; been running in a pea field for the past month or so. Buy one for Thanksgiving, see me at once, W. H. Chivers, Route 5.