Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1871-07-22
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/ DEAR CHRONICLE: All these caballstics
when @deciphered, mean the "Cincinnati,
Cumberland Gap and Charleston Rail
road, +" which is just forty miles long, and
| reaches from Morristown to Wolf Creek.
VI the prospective usefulness of the road
can say nothing, as 1 have not lived to
see it run through. OF the probability of
its getting through, know but little, and
shall not attempt to instruct your thou
sands of readers on that point.
or It's financial condition know but
little and the stockholders know less. All
these are important items, understood and
cared for only by those who are authorized
to go behind the curtains and pull the
greasy ropes. ....
Twill merely enlighten you a little on
the present appearance and usefulness of
SO much OF the road as has been finished.
This is all that amounts to much in the
history of any railroad. OF course L don't
mean to speak of the grading, rotten ties
or pine pole trestles, or narrow bridges
nor even of the change of schedule, which
has almost ruined the road-but of the
towns and villages which are springing up
as if by magic along the road.
Morristown, which is the nearest point
on the road to the future Southern terminus,
owes Its prosperity II, q large measure to
L ASIC 6QG. rev Il1OEG Villages
in East Tennessee Itaffords three churZ
ches, two hotels, one post office, two bowl
ing alleys, two depOts, one paper two
good schools, one photograph gallery, one
large merchant mill, and various other es-
ia adjustments, all of which are situated
around Dave Renee's store. This place is
the capital of Hamblin Territory, and the
home of Prof. Wilson. -aaE A@
From Morristown the e. G.. & G.. r. r.,
alias, the Buncombe Road, runs something
like south course, over the levelest track
in East Tennessee. ''Wouldn,t you like
a ride ?n Come, let us have q ticket "Two
dollars, u says Squire Witt, Ltto Wolf
Creek,n call abOard, y shouts Captain
Taylor which means ''drive up and let the
engine drink Offat last-6 miles-Witt's
Foundry. "A depot, two dwellins, store
and a foundry, owned by one of the best
mechanics ingthe South complete thea di-
rectory of the first station. On again-get
out Ofthe way cOW-one mile now-Sul-
phur Springs-dOesn'ti it smell loud-two
niles to Dandridge Crossing, an embryo
city, and then three more to Leadvale,
which is two miles square and contains
seventy-five live inhabitants; more or less,
besides nice lead mine and water tank
just before you get to the French Broad
bridge and trestle, which is nearly mile
long. How slow they go-now they're
over and laundering through the richest
bottom in East Tennessee.
Four miles to rankin's-on to Clifton,
rich land all the way.
Never were better corn crops seen than
grow on the French Broad this year, and
it is well; for there was no wheat. Hereis
Germans alias, Clifton, alias, Newport
now that the former Newport has become
the cold Port''. A thriving town mile
long and a hundred yards wide-full of
thriving people, is Clifton.
1t is situated on Big Pigeon, and will at
some day not distant, be the county seat of
Cooke county and then it will bea wealthy
place, for Cooke has more ready money in
it than any other county in East Tennes-
see.
No time to talk-gone again-over Pigeon
bridge-through the hills-out again, and
dashing up the French Broad Bridge
port" says the brakesmau.
Look out-nothing but a depot to pay
you for the trouble-yes. there is bran
new bridge, worth $4,000. 00-who built it?
Huff & Co" says some one.
a Take in your head rattle, and roar
whoever would have thought thata train
could get around that bluff?
See how it hangs over-seven miles to
Big Creek, alias, Shingleburg, which is
elump of houses in the midst of one of the
most delightful coves in all the mountains
This Big Creek cove is full of Burnetts
Huffs, and Stokelys, and the creek is
full of mountain trout, and the whole
thing is shut in by the highest noun
tains you ever, saw. Who ever saw
as much white pine? Why the
man who goes on to Wolf creek, which is
six miles further. He sees the hills and
gets the good fare. Forty miles from the
center of civilization, and here is as good
fare as you will find at Morristown. Now
tits plain that the Buneombe road is worth
something after all the talk. Its the short
est, the levelest, the poorest, the most ro--
mantle the quickest, and the safest road
on the continent Come and see it. Come
and eat some honey and catch some trout.
Come and share our mountain hospitality
Come and gather our fewers and drink
our water, and break your necks over our
Bluffs Come one-cOme all, and well
come.s BUNCOMBE.