FROM DAYS GONE BY Sept. 13, 1918

SEPTEMBER 13, 1918.

The election passed off quietly and only a small vote was polled in the county due to the open cotton in the fields and the absence of many voters in the army. Col. C. S. Claxton beat out Col. Ben Hill Moye for Solicitor 594 to 479. For Representative W. D. Sumer beat S. A. Scott 668 to 411.
The Fair Association arranges to have a small midway. Only 2 or 3 features will be allowed to enter. Mr. Clifford's Show, The Old Plantation, his merry-go round, a snake or two and a few other harmless attractions will be allowed. There will also be a real live Baby Show, for infants under 18 months of age.
A decision was reached by the Cotton States Official Advisory Board to be carried out by each county pledging our farmers not to market more than 20 percent of their cotton crop in any one month and to retire from the market at least every third bale of cotton raised by each farmer. This is the plan. The rainy spell put a stop to cotton picking and consequently the ginners have had little to do along the first of the week, but the last few days have been open ones and the gathering, picking and selling have been moving smoothly on. Pickers are scarce and but few available.
His bugship has arrived, and although his arrival is somewhat belated, he is on the job in Johnson County. The weevilology which was variously disseminated in 1916 throughout this part of the state may now become a practical proposition to all of our farmers. The weevil bug has put his appearance in many cotton patches over the county, an object-lesson to what is coming next year. He has come, but he hasn't come as early as was in 1916 predicted. We were told voluminously told that the next year, 1917, he would ravage every cotton patch in the county, but he didn't, and even this year has injured only a few. It is figured in the next 2 years they will be more numorous than "Carter had oats".
Registration for military duty is today for those 18 to 45. Seventeen whites go to Camp Gordon Friday, one left Tuesday, 4 coloreds to go Tuesday also. Those whites are : Willie Asbury Lindsey, Ernest Prescott West, T. B. Lord, Willie Arthur Smith, Walter Frost, Lewis Morris, Johnnie Curl, Charlie Moye Smith, Thomas Watkins, Elzie Lee Trotter, Alex Stephens Martin, Oslie M. Sumner, Otis K. Davis, Leaston E. Powell, Eugene J. Rowland, Henry Grady Wicker, Andrew Turner Clarke. Those colored are Thomas Harvey, Benjamin Curry, Moddie Bigham, Fellow Harden. The news has reached here that Grady L. Jenkins of Stuckey, son of Mark Jenkins is missing in action.
An aged Negro, Charlie Clover, was killed and robbed at his home on the place of Mr. B. P. Lake Sunday afternoon by two Negroes Will Linder and Cluck Kinsey. Linder is in jail, having conceded he took the money, but Kinsey has left for parts unknown. A Negro woman was present when the killing took place, and her statement is that the two came up to the house while Clover was counting his money, $230 in all. She said that she told him to put it back in his pocket, which he did, remarking that he did not think any of the men there would try to take it from him. Kinsey is said to have made some slighting remark in reply, and a dispute arose between the three. In a few minutes Kinsey had cut Clover in several places and also struck him on the jaw with a fence paling, smashing the old man's jawbone. While the old man was writhing in his last agonies, Linder stooped over and got the money from Clover's pocket, left him to die, which he did in just a few minutes. He was 69 years old.
Linder was arrested and brought to jail Sunday night. On the way to jail, he told Mr. Lake, after some questioning, of taking the money, and where he had hid a portion of it. Investigation of this place revealed $180 of the money, the balance having been done away with.
Mrs. Lonnie Webb died very suddenly at the home of her brother, Henry Ward, in Washington County. She was a daughter of Mr. & Mrs. H. A. Garnto and was 25 years old. She left a husband and two small children. News came of the accidental death of G. H. Williams, Jr. at the home of his parents, Hon. & Mrs. G. H. Williams on Bellevue Ave. in Dublin. He was cleaning a pistol he thought was empty but it went off, a ball passing clear through the head. His father, Hon. G. H. Williams just won his election the day before for the next term.