The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1870-07-28
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(FRoM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT
WHITE SULPHuR SPRINGS,
GREENRRIER COUNTY. w. VA. July Is.

GREENBRIER COUNTY, w. VA, July 70. =
The White Sulphur is gay and glorious. Be-
wfdered and delighted by the lovely women,
grand scenery, music, drives, dancing, hirt-
ing, dressing, and Southern society OF this
American Baden, your enraptured cores
pondent exclaims with Tom Moore:
"If there be an elysium on EARTH 1t is this.n
For many years this celebrated watering
place has been the favorfte summer resort of
the beauty, culture, rednementand aristocracy
of the South. Here, in the good old times,
came the Southern gentleman with his family,
in his carriage and four, and his servants.
Summer after summer, all that was best and
brightest in our then happy land assembled on
these magnificent mountains, and the grace,
the gayety and the fascination Of Southern
life and Southern manners were transferred to
this beautiful spot. Now, qidratuna ns,itdtus do
lilo! The Southern gentleman and Southern
lady come indeed, but they come not with
still distinguished by their elegance and re-
fnement, but they are outnumbered and out
shone by the vulgar possessors of newly-ac-
quired wealth. The diamonds Of the shoddy,
like the rattle of the snake, should serve as 9
warning to the unwary.
IL lS S8Q, DuL RL tue SdIut Lliue hu sOrry
to observe the plans and strategems Of some
ambitious mammas with marriageable daugh-
ters. They regard the White Sulphur
as grand national market where they put up
their daughters for sale to the highest bidder.
Thrice each day are these wise and foolish
virgins tstrotted out" like horses at q fair,
for inspection. After breakfast and after din
ner, the grand march Of the female warriors
takes place in the splendid drawing.room.
Here they view, and here they are revieWea,
awful state, watching the sayings and doings
from showing too much interest in,
or receiving to much attention from,
undesirable parties. Youth being the sea-
son of the affections, the lovely and tnno-
cent girls naturally like bright, clever and hand
some men, without thinking or caring whether
they are rich or poor, and therefore they can.
not understand why their mammas should cal!
them to account for "being always with that
Mr.. Detrey," and urge, nay require them to
receive the attentions of Mr.. simkins, Mr.. De-
trey being younI, handsome and agreeable.
with the best blood of the South In his veins,
while MIR. Simkins is old, ugly and disagreea-
veins But Mr. Detrey Is poor, and Mr. Sim
kins is rich.
The nightly ball, however, is the grand oc-
casion for the matchmaking mammas, when
their little dears come all wreathed in smiles
to win partners for the ball, and, perhaps, for
life. But lest some people may suppose that
am sufferer in the matter which is here so
heartily deplored, hasten to say that your
correspondent with the cleyerness which be-
longs to one who represents The NEWS at the
White Sulphur. has assured everybody that he
is not marrying man-that he can see the
rich, red rose without wanting to pluck 1t. By
this means he has won the good graees OF the
most dreadful doWagers, who smilingly allow
him to carry off their tair daughters to the
spring, to the bowling alley, to the ball, nay, !,
even to Lovers Leap.
But 1t is time to return to the ball, where the
sparkling music Of La GTd7ade DltcheSSe in
vltes, and the lovely glance of the graceful
girls reward. 1t is gay; it is beautiful; 1t Is
bewitching. Those gliding figures, those work
ing arms; those flashing eyes. Oh youth |
oh music oh love Who would be away
from this enchanting scene Such hours as,
these make up for all life's ills.
In such beVy Of beautiful girls, 1t is diff
cult to particularize; but I would select one
from that fair throng, who charms by her love-
Illness, and fascnates by her wit; who has all
the gayety, viyacity and manner of 8 French
woman, and all the sweet, unaffected but
irresistible grace Of an American girl. So
bright and beautiful being might have in
stired one Southern poet, Pinckney, when
he wrote the exquisite lines, commencing, =
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