"OLD CONFED" HAS A FAMILY
AND TELLS THE TRIBUNE ABOUT IT
(David
Harrison Mobley wrote articles for THE WALTON COUNTY TRIBUNE under the name
"OLD CONFED". The
following article is dated
Showers of blessings, temporal and spiritual, are our portion, whether we
are deserving or not.
The old people and young people are visiting each other: reunions are
order of the day: many are attending protracted meetings, Sunday school
conventions, school rallies, etc. What
a good thing that these things come to many once a year.
Yes, my children and grand children, nineteen living, were with us
yesterday, and many of our friends and neighbors, to enjoy and renew friendships
and acquaintances. It reminded us of
the days of yore when I was a small boy, and once a year my grandfather would
call all his family and neighbors together to enjoy a barbecue at his house, at
his own expense. The dancing would
begin in the early evening and continue until late at night and none present
enjoyed it more than himself. He was
a great man in his way, and could count friends by the score.
Was much missed by the poor when died, especially those who had never
been turned away when they wanted food and clothing.
While he made no profession of religion, his religion was to do good,
live honorably and uprightly and to be a man in the strict sense of the word.
Yes, we had a good time yesterday and would have been glad to have ye
editor with us: also others who could not come.
Our program consisted in the afternoon of music, speeches and recitations
by the young men, girls and small children: all of which was enjoyed, closing
with a few remarks from "Old Confed" by way of expression of gratitude
to all in attendance and a little of his war experience, followed by a quartette
by four of my own boys.
The reunions of old vets are good but nothing to compare with family
reunions. What is better than to
know that families love each other and can meet together at least once a year
with all the children at grandpa's and have a good time, feast together, laugh
and talk together, knowing no difference as to christian faith and no politics,
but to love each other and serve each other.
How many families today are estranged, and some who do not speak to each
other when they meet. What a pity!
It should not be so, and for all these evils and misunderstandings we
would recommend family reunions.
But I must close these rambling remarks.
The children are confusing me so much with their mischief and funny
sayings this morning that I can't write. They
are here in force and what a good time they are having.
The boys have a calf by the tail. Albert
Steed nearly killed the puppy in ten minutes after he got here.
I will not have a melon in the patch by night and not a chicken left, if
they stay long; but they are at grandpa's and have right of way for a few days
and we will live, we trust, when they are gone until most of them come again.
God bless the children and their children; all are my boys and girls and
we love them all just alike. Soon
they will impress the world for weal or for woe.
I must stop. Belle stands by
me waiting for the table to play up-jinks.
I will comply as to my sketch on reconstruction times in my next.
OLD CONFED