The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1873-05-14
NeWberry.
A SUNDAY AFTERNOONS WALK.

Newberry.
SUNDAY AFTERNOONS WALK.
Twas Sunday afternoon in early May;
4 breeze came in my window, sweet with
flowers;
Light clouds, too light for rain, obscured the
sun;
The branches OF the trees, now green with
leaves,
Waved slowly as the gentle wind swept by,
Making soft, murmurins music. I'd been
sick
For many days and suffering acute pail;s
But, with the WinJ and leaves and flowers of
May,
Health seemed returning, and felt new life
Flow through my Veins again, Thus whileI
sat 90 > ,~3 ~ I . -. -
Beside the open window looking out
And thinking many thoughts, and dreaming
dreams; -; .--.
And speculating on the ways of men,
And weaving all together in web
Tangled somewhat, but still not rainly done,
A friend came in and reused me from my
dreams. ...n .,....
"Come, let US CO." said he, '"and take
walk"
We sailed forth. and passing down the
street,
That leads by Pools and Martins Stables,
crossed
The creek, and turning to the left, went on
Past Coppock' s, Notes, past Wells, till we
came
To Sampson Pope's, then, stopping short, We
turned,
And looking back, surveyed, with curious
eye,
The scene mapped out before US. Twas a
dream,
A picture taken from fairy tale we saw,
In calm, sweet beauty spreading far away.
I, who had stood there many times before,
Saw for the first time what was always there,
But hidden from my vision till that day.
It seemed as though vail were lifted, or
As though new strength to the eyes were
given .---.~----~ 800 --.'--1~--- -- '
To see the marvellous beauty OF, the scene.
Some white-winged pigeons, sailing here and
there, ~~-
And now and then . brightpatch ofbluesky
Appearing through the, rifted clouds far
South, #..<-t : =
Or East above the quiet town, composed
A fairy picture perfect in all parts.
"Sve," said my friend, lyon church spirc
pointing up,
Straight as an arrow to the upper skies.
How white it CLEANS, as if indeed 'twere
clothed
With the white light Of truth from heaven
that came.
But come, let US 90 elsewhere, from the hill,
Where stands the College building, now a
wreck,
But with some trace Of beauty round it still,
Looking Southeast we have finer view
Than even this"
So back We turn our steps
Past Wells once again, then to the left
Down hill and up until We reach HouSeal's.
Ny friend spoke truth, the view was finer far
Than that first one so like glorious dream.
From South 10 East the town before US lay
Upon sloping hillside. To outright, =
Some half mile away we saw Clinc's house,
Surmounted by a spacious cupola,
And Wrght's upon q right line towards
Cline's.
Moorman's S and Chapman's nestled al our feet; !;
Fairs, shining fair, rose stately to the right;
Whecler's and Nets, and others lower STILL,
Were far beneath US. Then beyond the creek
Half-hid by green trees scattered here and
there,
White walls of many houses met our view.
Far South, the pleasant dwelling Of my friend
Carwie, and others in that neighborhood,
Shonc Cheerful! in the days declining rays.
Southeast beyond the town, we caught a
glimpse
OF some large house, two miles and more
away. 81
| Upon the highest ridge that bounds the town
In that direction, we could plainly see,
On that bright afternoon. the homes OF
Wright,
OfThomaS Moorman and Of Mcintosh.
Shuford's, half hidden in a clump of trees,
Was scarcely visible.
But while we looked
A sudden glory covered all the place,
A golden light seemed coming down from
heaven.
The which the white spires Of the churches
pierced
Look said my friend, "look to the glow
ing Wcs:,
Surely no sunset ever equalleI this"
looked, and 10! the clouds, erewhile so dull,
Shone like transparent masses Of pure gold
We stood cnsraucei, and even while we
ga1cd,
Out on the evening air the Churches bells
Rang clear and swec the call to worship God.
We bowed our heads, and, looking westward
still,