To the editor of the Ticket:

The reunion of old members of the church at Flour Creek yesterday was a very happy affair.  The meeting commenced at 10 o’clock A.M. and continued until 4 P. M., with recess at noon.  The crowd was very large, but the good people of that vicinity, so justly noted for hospitality, supplied all with a great plenty of good things for dinner.
 

Many farmers about here have recrossed their corn land and planted over, while others are replanting heavily.  Wheat never looked better, and there is at least an average acreage growing, and I think more.  Some of our farmers have given up tobacco and are raising grass and sheep instead.
 

Mr. H. Tuttle, living near here, has ninety-five lambs and thinks he will have fro six to eight hundred pounds of wool from one hundred sheep.

May Heaven bless the day when all our farmers will drop the “filthy weed,” and raise the necessities of life, that the poor may live and grow fat.
 

Many of our farmers sold their wheat, last fall, at ninety cents per bushel, and now buy flour at $10 per barrel.  When will they cease such ruinous management?  Le us hope that they have learned a lesson not soon to be forgotten.
 

The “Be sure you’re right, and then go ahead” policy of The Ticket pleases everybody, if we may except transgressors.
 

T. M. Barton