Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1873-07-19
MURFREESBORO.
The Season, the Crops and the CrOak-
ers-The ChOlera-A Sure Cure.
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The Season, the Crops and the CrOak-
efs-The ChOlera-A Sure Cure.
To the Union and American:
MURFREEsBoRo, TENN, July 1S.-
Summer is here in its zenith; June bugs in
their glory; the rainy weather has ceased,
and the burning rays of Old Sol are sensi-
oily felt once more; so much 50 that, put for
the friendly clouds, that now and then
draw near, in pity shielding mother earth,
we would think it moro like SC rching
times than otherwise. 1t seems impossible
however, to please our "patrons of hus-
bandry;" anyway the weather may
change It Is sure TO be too
much or too short Of duration.
Then, one hardly ever knew the farmer
proper, to report his crop in excess of ex-
pectations, they are invariably, swell, pref
ty coed, considering" indifferent" or Ga
failure" We did however prevail upon
one, the other day, to acknowledge that his
cotton was as fine as he ever saw any in
his section, in fact, better. And in looking
around for ourself, we concluded that our
county at least, looks hourishing in every
respect, notwithstanding great many seem
to think it an established duty to crosk
worse than frog. We do not particularly
admire croakers, yet they may be tolerated
through politeness just as other distateful
features must be accepted, while we make
our own infeFSnces.
THE CHOLERA,
which for week or ten days held eonsid-
cradle sway along the creek bottom, over
the negroes thereabouts, has for several days
past subsidized, and ALPS quiet adown the
branch, and the sloping side of that "haven
of rest" for Sambo's and Dinah's of every
age, "Gepot hill" The city authorities have
driven out some of the most deplorable OBJ
jects Of squalid poverty and colored s'ele-
CANT leisure" piled up in holes and huts at
the rate of a dozen in hole, that ones
eyes chances 70 behold often in lifetime.
The whites have suffered from the "pre-
vailing" in the country around more than
in town, and almost every instance seemed
to result from some kind Of imprudence.
Only two white men and two or three
babes have as yet died within our city
limits.
THE SADDEsT
was the sudden death of little Leila Lyle
Andrews, the sprightly babe of Capt.
James Fl. Andrews, st one time citizen of
Nashville, and Mrs. Virginia l.. Andrews.
Their little girl not quite two years old, was
as bright as tie sunny morn that dawned a
finale for her on earth. Merry, playful and
as wooing Is the sweet birds that sung in
the apple tree boughs over her lead, that
last day OF her life. And beneath the same
green sod, where few hours before she
was attacked with cholera she had played,
little Leila, silent and sweet, and lovlier
than dew-draped lily, with brown silken
ringlets round her waxen-like brow, was
laid away cold in the arms Of pitiless death.
CURE FOR CHOLERA.
With all due respect for the learned and
experienced f culpian gentlemen, who
have worked faithfully everywhere
in cases Of the dreadful epidemic,
we beg leave to endorse the "cure
for cholera" given for the benefit
of the public, by an old river Captain, T.
T. Wright, of Memphis, which we read in
the Ne1CS Of the 18th inst. 1t is, "one pint
of pure brandy, two tablespoonful Of
ground, black paper, two tablesp onsful of
loaf sugar, and half ounce of gum camphor;
stir well, and burn well. Take teaspoon,
full every few minutes, warm az q person
can bear it. If cramped, rub till skin looks
red"
We have used this ourself in several Sc
we're attacks of che prevailing" differently
affected, and pronounce it sure and al
most magic relief. We have tried the burnt
brandy and sugar alone, and found it ex-
cellent in every instance. Now that we
have contributed our mute of experience,
permit US to retire, lest we be mistaken for
presumptuous.
THE EXODUS.
Many of our citizens left for "the
springs" when danger, hand in hand with
pesllieDce, ''stalked abroad" To view the
closed dwellings and quiet streets now, one
is forcibly reminded Of Gold. mith's desert
ed village, while the cry is 0still they co."
where health, happiness and q good time
generally reigneth, where "the scare' gets
Oh, the dance gets on, and all things are
sweeter far, than the veritable chimings of
Edgar A. Poe's "silver bells'' with accents
low and thrilling. FLORENCE.