Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1857-08-20
YORKVILLE, S. c..
THURSDAY MORNING, AUGUST 20, 1856
sKETcHEs OF TRAVEL.


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g-H SKETCHES OF TRAVEL.
In this fast age, the Rail Road is the untiring
Pegasus of the travelling community, and Hotels
have almost entirely superseded private hosptali-
ty. But railroads can never altogether supersede
the use of other methods of conveyance, nor hotels
the necessity as we'll as the duty of hospitality.
These reflections were suggested to us by recent
trip across the country, during which we some
times met with that indifference to strangers so
characteristic of the boorish and il-bred, and we
might add, the M.read for no one conversant with
the Bible will be churlish and inhospitable. We
noticed one fact, however, which will be substan-
tiated by all who travel-that woman is ever kind
est to the strauger-readiess to open the door and
most willing to share the last loaf with him.
Whether it be the effect of greater natural kind
ness, or the fruit of religion, which beyond doubt
is more generally diffused among the fair, we are
unable to decide.
In our peregrinatiop we passed through Union
Vile and found it pleasant place-containing
some very elegant residences. The place, how
ever, seemed sadly out of joint this sultry weather,
as we could not procurea glass Of iced soda water
We suppose the good people of Unionville still
have q yeneration for the sold oaken bucket or
the classic "Falernian." Between this place and
Unionyille we found the crops in highly pros
porous condition, and so likewise, between the
latter place and Laurensville. This village is de-
cidedy prepossessiug-a portion OF 1t being as
beautiful as could be desired. The sugar cane is
grown considerably about Laurensville, and from
present appearances, feel inclined to congratu'
late our friends of the Herald upon the prospect
of having sugar and molasses once more. 1t is
one Of the good fruits Of that laudable zeal which
the Herald manifests in the dissemination of agri.
cultural knowledge, and the promotion of the
great interest Of the South-the agricultural
The influence of a newspaper is silent and often
imperceptible. Gradually one abuse after another
is attacked and destroyed, yet those who feel its
benefits most strongly, are often the first to forget
the favor, and would talk far more complacenty
about the failure of paper than they would
about the death of noisy demagogue or even OF
favorite shanghai. We were forcibly impressed
with this fact from the complaints of an old gen.
tleman with whom we dined one day-that the ed
tor of his paper was too lazy-that he had stopped
his paper thinking to make him pay up-but he
did not notice it &c.,-that he had been taking the
Rramnrr before it 'expsnded''-thus in one sen.
tence showing his meanness and his ignorance.
Passing on to Due West in Abbeyille We found
the crops still good and the farmers decidedly
elated But We forgot oil about the crops as we
approached Erskine-cl clarum ct reneraJae nomen.
What feeling is so strong as that which draws US
to our alma mater? That rush of pleasant emo
tions ut the appearance of each familiar scene or
well-known facc-who has not felt its thrill? And
many bit of college romance will float across the
memory as quietly and beautifully as the brigh.
cloudlet, which the setting sun tnges with gold,
skins over the evening sky.
Hitherto, there had been only two of us, Tex.
elusive of the horsesj my companion and myself,
but on leaving Erskine we had the company of a
third person, "a our bachelor companion found
amid the assembled throng of beauty, an "Egeria
of the heart" Although she was only present
in fancy, yet even the shadow Of a third per-
son can mar the converse of two, so that it was
evident that all chance for social chit-chat de.
pended on e1pelling the hallucination of our sus'
ceptble friend. What had We to do with fai,
locks, bright eyes and amaranthine bowers? We
lsbored hard to dispel the illusion but all in vain
The truth was We could see no beauty in the in.
amorata Of our sentimental companion, and as
matter of course his'panegyrics seemed prosy, al
though extravagant. This fact suggested pro
blem to our mind which has long been mooted il
the literary world, viz: the existence or non-e1ist
ence Of defnitiveibeauty? In the first place, ii
the contrariety Of tastes an evidence pro or con
1t is the commonly received opinion that there il
no such thing as standard in beauty and that q:
you love-" But from the same logic we woult
infer the non-existence of all the virtues and like
wise the un-reslty of ugliness often too palpablt
and striking to admit Of skepticism.
We have not time, however, for the full discus
sion of this interesting theme, as We are on th'
road to Cokesbury, that lovely village sleeping 81
quietly in the bosom of Abbevile, and looking
amid its natural groves, like q fairy city of th'
wilderness, called into existence by the power O
enchantment. We found the place as usual on th'
qui pire, the ladies no less social than beautiful
md fo;rv-1;ke Tho scboola nrosnproua and IN,
Sons of Temperance fourishing and going OF
"conquering and to conquer" Being more agree
ably engaged (trying to cure acold by an infusion
of love) We did not attend the meeting of the Di
vision, but our fellow traveller was present ant
made, we understand, q brief address to the Di
vision, which, though somewhat after the hast.
pudding fashion, was quite pslatable, We suppose
We wish both the schools, the Division, and tn
ladies, may continue to flourish perennial bloom
ss Cokesbury is decidedly q love of place-on
that we delight to visit and regret to leave.
We made it point to inquire as to the genera
sentiment about the Senatorial election. We con
versed with several intelligent men in Abbevill
and Laurens on the subject, and they all express
ed decided prediction for HAMMOND. There i
no doubt but that he is the popular choice, an
nothing but log-rolling can keep him out Of til
Senate But it will be difficult to stem the popu
lar current and the trickery Of politicians will nc
be able to allay the dissatisfaction Of the State
our first man is passed by, some imbecile nincom
poop. But time alone can tell the result. 1t ma