Nashville union and dispatch. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1866-1868, 1868-06-16


Strand Baptist suuday SSheel Fete ON
easnrslay --Esx euFsiOn 90 Florence
eeeaes, incidents, etc.
The following account of the Baptist
Sunday Schools to Florence on Saturday
last. kindly furnished us by one Of the par
Elephants, was unavoidably crowded from
the columns Of our last Issue:
At eight o'clock, Saturday morning, &C.
cording TO previous announcement, the
children composing The First Baptist San
day School, Of this city. under the guild
auce Of Messrs. A. ]. Hicks, J. w Thorn
as and Auson Nelson, assisted By an able
corps Of sub-marshalH, together with the
Edgedeld Baptist school, under Mr.. A. j.
Wheeler, congregaied at the Summer Street
Church, and forming 10 procession, were
preceded By the magnificent post band, tc
the Chattanooga depot, where an elegant
train Of ten passenger coaches, newly
painted and IN superb order--headed by
The tuning iron horse Arson Nelson'-
named in honor Of our fellow toRnsman-
awaited their embaFkstion.
A feeling Of confidence 10 their entire
safety was eVidently manifested as the
pleasure-seekers caught sight Of the " en-
CINE fiileN and no litter tribute could be
paid Yaluable, energetic gentleman whose
heart is ever employed in the work Of
Christian progress. Immediately an the
rear Of the engine, hat-car" was placed,
with a tarpaulin pavilion, and seats arr
ranged for the band. And, az the genial
summer zephyrs Aoated IN and out, lively
air was started that sent back q sweet adieu,
pro tempOre, 10 the commercialmarts Of the
Rock City, and which certainly must have
left hollow aching in the hearts of its dust
bound denizens. After the usual hub-bub
and confusion attendant upon the seating OF
such a conconrse seven hundred
in all, including officers, pupils and invited
guests-the bell rings, ths train starts, mu4
sic begins and we are soon bounding over
hills, through woodlands, across meadows
and picturesque streamlets to our destina-
ton.
AT Florence we were met by the Muir
freesboro Baptist Sunday School, under
Prof. Geo. w. Jarman, President of Union
University, a gentleman whose name has been
as far back as our boyish days, Synonym
for success. A gOodly throng Of the youths
and maidens Of Murfreesboro were present.
swelling the ranks TO deal over twelve
hundred. Again the clear, sweet notes Of
the cornet burst forth in lively and beau
tiful quiekstep, and the line of march was
taken up for the grounds OF that prototype
Of Southern hospitality, Col. Harry j. An
derson, who held the reins as Superiutend-
ent Of the Nashville and Chattanooga rail-
road during those happy, happy days
sgOne." At the entrance to the grounds
beautiful arch had been erected, surmount-
ed by the talismanic word Welcome
tastefully worked in letters of evergreen,
and which seemed to instil in the hearts Of
every one present a spirit of Joy and hap
piness. The mansion of Col. Anderson is
q romantic spot, situated as it is in the
angle formed from the junction of OveralPs
creek with battle famed Stone river.
Down in the grove where the birds were
singing the children were gathered. The
exercises were opened by beautiful prayer
by Rev. Mr.. Van Hoose, after which APP
propriate songs were sung by the children
and brief addresses were delivered by Revs.
DR.. Skinner and DuPre, of Nashville, Rev.
Mr.. Strobe, of Edgefiel6, and the Rev.
Mr.. Van Hose, Of Murfreesboro. Only a
few moments rest, during which the band
discoursed some exquisite selections, and
the children ecamper away for the woods,
while the boyish lover conducts bis fair
protege 10 some quiet nook on the banks Of
the streamlet and tells in "liquid notes
melliAuously bland" the feelings of his
dustin heart"
Twas heavenly sight to see those sun
ny-haired, gleesome youths and maldens
romping in the summer sunlight, picking
wild flowers by the way, and as
The splashing waves like music fell, responsive
to my fancy wild,
A dream came DER me like spoil, thought
was again child"
AT one o'clock a loud, long blast upon the
horn-there's music in a dinner horn
called the children TO dinner, and bounti-
full repast il was too--it de6es description.
Some one has said, that
the turnpike road to peoples heart we find
Lies through their mouths. or we mistake man
kind" .--
and we believe it therefore we give our
heartfelt thanks to the goddesses who pre-
sided over the culinary department.
After dinner, off to the woods again,
until the prolonged whistle of the locomo-
tive told us of the days rapid decline and
Of the anxious hearts that awaited our re-
turn at home, sweet home" Quickly
through the fields we came, reaching the
Church street depotBat o'clock, without a
single accident or unpleasantness occurring
to mar our happiness.