This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_00BD_01BFE514.0B1B2C20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable continued from Baxley News Banner 7 Dec. 1922. =20 Baxley located in Appling County, Georgia How They Came The North Carolinians came into Georgia in carts with solid Wheels sawn = from big logs. they knew nothing about four-wheeled vehicles ( line = from top of page seems to be missing. I must have cut it off when = copying) useless in the roadless woods. the Virginians who came into = upper Georgia with slaves had wagons and carriages. for many years the = Virginians said that when they passed through Carolina the people who = had never seen a wagon or carriage hitched up their carts and hurried on = behind them to be on hand when the big wheels ran over the little ones. = They said that the curiosity was responsible for the settlement of south = Georgia. The Virginians turned off at Augusta to the oak and hickory = hill country, and then the Carolinas heard of Pineries like their own = down this way and headed for them. Uncle Luck said that there is no noise today to be compared with the = screeching of those solid wheels on the old carts. The whine of the = circular saw at the saw at the Sellers mill nearby sounds something like = it, but not quite as ear piercing. Many wolves were trapped and deer = and bear were killed, but more were scared out of the country by the = advancing settlers with their screeching axils. The daring panther = might attack a foot traveler or crop off a limb on a horseman but he = took to his heels when he saw a cart coming through the woods. Fifty-six Years On a Peg-Leg Enlisting in Company F, 47th., Georgia Regiment, Colonel Williams = commanding, Matthew Johnson had fought bravely and well until in the = battle of Chickamauga he lost a leg and was badly wounded in the other. = Like most veterans of the Civil war he is inclined to believe that the = boys were pretty well coddled up and babied in the last big war and = since. He has seen younsters who never smelled powder getting big = pensions for flat feet, and wonders a little how much they know about = real hardship. How would they have felt to come home maimed and = peniless to a little clearing many miles from a railroad in a county = where a cash dollar was a rarity. It is all in a life time he thinks, but that ripsnorting wolf roped two = ways and thirsty for the blood of his captors, and the panthers that = screamed at night around the little cabin that was his home, and the = deer and the turkey he killed with his first little old shot gun, these = are the things that he likes to remember nowadays when the blood is thin = and the limbs are feeble. Submitted by Sharon Broward Davis ------=_NextPart_000_00BD_01BFE514.0B1