The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1851-05-31
For Tie Cecil Wing.
A Letter from Fairy Green.
MAY 2lst, 1851

| Description Of the ploce--hs bcautjtA Senery--
Romantic Vews--7he Surroundin' Coun!ry--
Lore Makim', &c.
Mn. EDITOR AS your correspondents seen
TO be as numerous as the locusts, and every one
| ofhis, or her, own peculiar speses, take it that
| their name is legion; for, ''things zeal to the
same thing, ar ecal TO one another," as our old
school master used to say. | thot as how one
| more wouldn't be much mist in the crowd, SO
Eve concluded to turn ''Reportcr for The WI ig,'
and write you description of Fairy Green and
its location; considerln' that somethin' new
would be relished by your readers who appear to
be folks of taste. And the vanity fseein' ones
| name in print, too, is sumthen; don't forget Ia
put mine at the bottom of this letter in starin'
capitals like Il sine board.
Fve been perusn' your paper, ever since the
colem of "SmalI Talk was put in it, with a
good deal ofrail happiness, do inshnre you; and
have come to the conclusion that Elkton is one
of the purtiest places in the known world; and
the more read the storys your correspondents
ell about ii, the more I'm convinced that it's
the rail philosophers stone that's been sarched
after so long.
No body never dies, and no body never gets
married, there: and your gals ar the handsomest
creators in creation. And then, you have SIGH
butilu walks, Qhey are gravel'd in course,) ont
to Red Hill, the Big Elk, and down to the rail-
road bridge, through the green meadows. |
always likes clean walk, feller's boot heels
ring so clear over the gravels in Silly night
there's poetry in the very sound. I'd like to see
that Red Hill--it must be a reelar quear object.
But spose it's been burnt red like potter's YES
sci. Can't some of your larn'd correspondents,
who can tell SIGH strait tales about sloops, &C.,
hat Srpl. hn ,,y
of the burnin' of Red IIilll No dou't the fe-
nomina occur'd in the time of the red men. Red
seems to be the predominatin' color in YOUR
parts, and very much admired too; and your
ladies bein' considered the handsomest in the
world, and much admired also, calkiutc they
all have red hair.
That Big Elk must be very curious beast, as
the gals go in sich crowds every evenin' TO see
him. | reckon he's tame tho, and no way in
clined to do mischief, or the timid creuturs
wouldn't venter so nigh him. When he sheds
his antlers wish you'd save me prong to make
knife handle of. When the menagery comes
round, you could git Brooks, the Lion King,
tsrleave one of his lions, it would be great ad-
dl;ion to the curosities of the place; for con-
klude you have mare one, or else he'd be in
the ''Smal Talk" The Big Elk would git
some rest if you had ion:-the gals Away like
to look at a lion. But I'D like that walk down
through the green mc'dows by the river side,
much better, think, than sight Red Hill or
the Big Elk either, for never thought much of
red as u color, nor card about starin' at wild
beasts. So when | 60 to town, think Fll take
II stroll down through the green mellow 10 the
railroad bridg', with some ofyour Elkton houri's;
and while standin' on the could brig" with her,
I'll palaver her with the softest kind of words