The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1871-04-12

ter where. (Langhter.) but IN
what direction should it run, or
where it should terminate, were
always to my mind questions of
most painful perplexity. l could
conceive Of no place on Gods
green earth in such Strengthened
circumstances for railroad facilities
a, to be likely to desire or willing
to accept such Connection
O,aughter.) l knew that neither
BAYFIELD, nor Superior City would
have it, for they both Indignantly
spurned the muni6ccuce Of the
government when coupled with
such ign omiuious conditions, and
let this very same land grant die
on their hands years and years
ago, rather than submit TO the de-
gradation of 4 direct communica-
ton by railroad with tine piny
wouds Of the St. Croix and l
knrw that vslAt the enterprisIng
i..;.a.::,....i> oi those giant young
r.;l..S vrdi:i refuse to take, would
.,.r.. !,.;2 "!:arn;$ tnr others. what
esq" ;.,:.:.' :.rccs>isics Dr cEpldlty
u,,:'i.; ;.'. lLaa"uter.)
Hence, as have said, sir, | was
utterly at o loss to determine
where the terminus of this great
and indispensable road should be,
until I accidentally overheard some
gentlemen the other day mention
the name Of Duluth" (Great
laughter.) Duluth! The word
fell upon my ear with peculiar and
lndescribable charm. like the gen.
tie murmur of a low fountain steal
ing forth in the midst Of roses, or
the soft, sweet accents of an an
gels whisper ir the bright, joyous
dream Of sleeping innocence. Du-
luth ! Twas the name for which
my soul had pauted for years, as
the heart pante!h for the water.
brooks. (Renewed laughter.)-
But, where was Duluth ? Never,
in all my limited reading, had my
vision been gladdened by seeing
the celestial wordin print. (Laugh-
ter.) And I felt profounder bu-
initiation in my ignorance that its
dulcet syllables had never before
ravished my delighted ear. (Roars
of laughter.) l was certain the
draughtsman Of this bill had never
heard Of it, or it would have been
designated OF The ecrmini Of this
road. l asked my friends about
it, but they knew nothing of it..
I rushed to the library and exam
ined all the maps l could fnG.-
(Laughter.) l discoverc:' in one
Of them a delicate, halr-like line,
divcrgiug from the Mississippi
near a place marked Prescott,
which I supposed Was intended to
represent the river St. Croix, but
I could nowhere find Duluth.
Nevertheless, was confident it
existed somewhere, and that its
discovery would constitute the
crowning glory Of the present cen-
tury, if not Of all modern times.
(Laughter.) I knew it was bound
to exist in the very nature Of
things; that the symmetry and
perfection Of our planetary sys-
tenn would be incomplete without
it (renewed laughter); that the
elements Of material nature would
long since have resolved them
selves back into original chaos if
there had been such a hiatus in
creation as would have resulted
from leaving out Daluth. (Roars
of laughter.) In fact, sir, l was
overw helued with the conviction
that Duluth not only existed
somewhere. but that wherever it
was it was q great and glorious
place. [ was convinced that the
greatest calamity that ever befell
the benighted nations of tho an
cient world was ID their having
passed away without knowledge
Of the actual existence Of Duluth ;
| that their fablod Atlantis, never
seen save BY the hallowed vision
Of inspired poesy, was, in fact, but
! another name for Duluth; that
! the golden orchard Of the Hespe-
rides was but q poetical synonym
for the beer gardens in the vicini-
ty Of Duluth. (Great laughter
| was certain that Herodotus had
died miserable death because in
al! his travels and with all his geo.
! grapniral research he had never
: Aear,' "i' D,liu;h. iLaushter.) l
Kncw t!i;.; i the immorta! spirit
OF Homer could look down from
another heaven than taat created
by his own celestial genius nnan
The long lines of pilgrims from
every nation Of the ,arth to the
gushing fountain Of poesy opened
by the touch Of his magic wand,
if he could be permitted to behold
| the vast assemblare of grand and
glorious productions Of the lyric
art called into being by his own
inspired strains, be would weep
tears of bitter anguish that, instead
Of lavishing all the stores OF mis-
mighty genius upon the fall of
lion, it had not been his more
blessed lot to crystaIize in death
less song the rising g!ories of Du-
hth. (Great and continued laugh
r.