Marshville Mud Captures Two Fords, Nov. 18, 1920

Marshville, November 18th--If there is any news going on in town, we have failed to run it down, even though we did our best. The weather is all anybody has time or inclination to talk about these days anyway. First the dust was so hrribly bad that everyone lost all self-respect as to personal appearance, and all interest in everything, even to the price of cotton, and began speculating as to whether we could make it until rain came. We did and tuesday the rain came, floods of it. Then we found ourselves in another mess--mud! sticky, miry, oozy, splashy mud. We have mentioned before that the highway workers have just passed through town building us a nice road. The rain came when the road was at the right stage to add water and make mud pies. Its condition now daunts even a Ford. One poor Ford had the misfortune to run out of gas Tuesday right in the stickiest part of the road and alas stuck fast. When help arrived in the shape of another Ford, it too stuck hard and tight. There they both stuckand spluttered and spit gas and smoke and roared and swore frightfully, while their wrathful drivers and a few sympathizers who had gathered meantime, splashed and floundered in shoe-top deep mud and a pouring rain, and tried every way under the sun to get the dratted things out. And the worst part, not a man of them had a wife along to blame it on. Image how sweet tempered they were! Well, it suddenly occurred to them about the time the situation began to look hopeless, that being Fords whynot pick them up and sit them out where they could travel, which they did. Then everything was lovely once more. But some day soon we are going to have a road that will not set such sticky, deadly traps for every unsuspecting little Ford that comes along. the rain just caught it this time before it was ready. (From the front page of The Monroe Journal, Nov. 19, 1920)