The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1871-07-27
Our Sand Gut Correspondent.

SAND Cur, July %, 1871.
FRIEND ScHocH No doubt, your "town
people" during these sultry days, are painting
for breath and almost suffocating with heat
among the brick and mortar of your thriving
town. Now if you wish to forsake business
and dusty streets for few days, to breathe
Gods pure air and to invigorate your suystem,
we know of no other place more healthful,
charming and agreeable than this section of
country. The little village of Sand Cut, situa-
ted on the d. L. & w. r. r., is not the least
attractive to stranger passing through this
region. The "Simon House" large spacious
building with all the modern improvements
and conveniences is conducted by the gentle
manly proprietor, S. II. Haley, Esq. Guests
will always find the host and hostess ready to
provide for their comfort and plasure. Ifyou
walk into the dining room, about meal time
and see the tables whichliterally groan under
the weight of the bounties of nature, you will
come to the conclusion that the inner man is
not neglected. There are two large stores an
extensive butchering establishment; and q
wheelwright and blacksmith shop. The
citizens deserve great deal of praise for the
large and comfortable school house they have
built, which also serves them for a church.
Services in this house every Saturday evening;
Sunday morning and evening. A plank road,
extending from this village to Gouldsboro, a
distance of eleven miles is shaded on each side
with tall Hemlock trees, the top branches of
which almost meet and form an arbor On
each side of the road the wild ivy and laurel
grow, the latter Of which is inst in bloom
Along the right side, the limpid waters of the
LehIgh meander along; gurgiing over stones
and pebbles, through which the spec!lcd trout
dart; all this added to the music of the feath-
cry songsters make it one OF the most pictur-
esque and pleasant drives, and second to none,
in the State About of mile north ofI
Sand Cut on the ID. L. & w. r. r. is the first
Lumber Establishment we come to by starting
and operated by w. w. Wallace A distance
of Il miles from the Sand Cut on the north
side of the Plank Road is the large and ex-
tensive Lumber mandatory, owned and opera |
ted by Bosenbury, Rhodes & Co. At this place
long before the ''break of day" you are aroused |
from your slumher by the jolly teamsters who
are pounding on the feeding troughs or rat |
Ting the chains amongthe heavy lumber wag-
ons. At A. M. the sound of the whistle
vibrating upon the air which says to all git
up and git" The place at this time presents
a lively appearance; twenty or thirty team
sters each one trying to get his horse hitched
first; squads of men going here and there with
AK and spud on their shoulder to the woods, to
fall and strip the majestic hemlock of its cover
ing; The engineer pulling the steam gate and
the large wheels revolving which puts half
dozen saws in motion. From this time till |
long after the sun has sunk below the western
horizon all is life and activity. This is not
only good country to live in, but also to die
in. As | was walking through the woods the
other day, short distance from Hunterdon
Mills, came upon fresh mound of earth near
a large tree. On looking up saw pined fast
the following epitaph, which you viii find be-
low. | learned afterwards that Bosenbury
Rhodes & Co., had lost horse a few DAYS be-
fore, and instead of dragging him out into the
woods, to be devoured by wild beasts or to be
burnt, they gave him decent burial and then
some friend of humanity wrote and stuck up
the epitaph to show the passerby where the
remains of the old horse lie. If they treat
dumb animals with such respect, what can we
expect for man2
EPITAPu
lime, with Its never ceasing step rolls on
of the changes and decay which
ollows it youth marches on the heels of old
lge; seasons roll around; empirs spring up
ioursh and decay; man like the flower Of the
ieid shoots up blossoms and withers down
md alas: to-day we are called on to witness
mother act in The great drama of life to prove
o us that all things decay and vanish with
ime."