Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1873-07-31
THE ADVERTISER.
Edgeheld, S. c., July 81, 1873.
.,on,s,on,s Deuot at High Tide.

Johnston's Depot at High Tide.
On Friday last, Johnston Depot awoke
from its sleep in the summer sun, anda
put on an appearance rs brilliant and gay
as the great diamond sash of the Shah OF
Persia. Who has not read5slatcly Of the
Shah-and of his great diamond sash
and of his fantastic Eastern tricks at the
Courts of Europe? And, blythe by, that
was pretty compliment the Shah paid
to Paris after his first drive through her
beautiful streets. Said he, " Paris looks
like bride in her wedding dress" And
this is exactly what might have been said
of Johnstons on last Friday. She look
.edlike bride in her wedding dress.
But do we not err in implying that
'Johnston's sleeps-or ever slept? We
think we do. Since the iron horse tramp
ed Johnston's into life four years ago,
she has never slept And if she ever
has, it has been with one eye open. She
is too young and strong to require sleep.
And just here let US exhort the people
Of Johnston's, when it shall be incorpo-
rated and christened, to name it wisely
and well. There is much, very much i'll
name. Let it not be Prosperity" nor
Patience" nor Perseverance" nor
Consolation" nor Humility" nor
Benevolcnce," nor any other of the
virtues or moral attributes. And for
Gods sake do not insult it with All elm
jun name" Give it good respectable
English name that will be suggestive Of
our past history, and sound well in our
future history.
But the events Of the day claim our
notice. Listen first, however, to an an
ecdote which strikes US as being apropos.
"What tune does you call dat2" a plan
tation darkey once asked. as the story
goes, of an itincrant disciple of Paganini,
as the latter dropped his bow after
somewhat severe struggle to evoke from
his cracked Cremona that nasty bite our
national melody yclept "Yankee Doo-
dle-''
jess playit agin, please.
The predatory artist responded to the
encore with that accommodating spirit
characteristic of artists off as well as on
the stage. "Jess play it agin, please"
repeated, with increased earnestness, the
enraptured nigger, when the bow went
down second time.
More Of patriotic fire was thrown into
the tune, but the Ethiopian was not sat-
islied. At the close, each time, he en-
treated, "Jess play it agin, please" AT
length the bridge broke, the strings flew
off with whack, and the music ceased.
"1He things bust" said the bow-scraper,
"can't play no MORE"
"Whistle it, dance it, pat it, anything
Jess to keep.dut tune Ct g'cine!" broke out
beseechingly the deeply impassioned lis
tener.
And thus it is with writing up the
scenes and incidents of an Edgefield
school exhibition, barbecue and picnic.
These celebrations have reached about
the same degree of saneness as repeti-
tions OF "Yankee Doodle" 1t is pro.
foundly difficult to introduce any very
startling variations.
BY 10 a. NJ, the scenes in, and over,
and around Johnston's were extremely
animated and picturesque. On the night
previous, guests from all parts, Co.
lumbia, Augusta, Lexington, Saluda,
and our own village, had rendez-
voused in the hospitable mansions of
the neighborhood. And rs the beauti-
fully dressed ladies and their gallant
escorts stepped from their carriages and
buggies, it seemed grand gala day OF
fashions devoutest votaries. The coup
doeil, the lovely women, the spruce gen.
tlemen, the beautiful little children, the
horses, thevehicles, the mingling masses
Of grave, and gay; young, and old; rich,
and poor; high, and low; all made
picture alikevivid, pleasing and exciting
and all enlivened by strains Of sweet
est and trueSt music.
At Johnstons is an embryo brass band
some twelve or fourteen Of the most
prominent and intelligent young gentle
men of the vicinity. Their teacher is an
old and experienced German musician
of Augusta, himself very cunning
violinist. and, Judging from their per.
formances on this day, they give the ut
most promise. The waltzes, galops and
popular airs already given by them, are
played with that perfect time and even
ness of tone. which are so necessary in
the beginning to lead to final brilliant
execution. We beg the Johnston's Band
to enroll US among their host friends.
The day began with pleasing Rotations
and declamations from few of the
younger pupils of the Rev. Mr.. Broad
dus-in the broad and airy hall of the
handsome new Academy. For two days
previous, Mr.. Broaddus' examination
had been going on quietly before the
patrons and friends of the school
On the morning in question, after the
usual religious exercises of the school,
little fairy girl of s years stepped forth,
and with bewitching childish grace and
innocence, spoke speech of welcome to
the audience. The natural beauty of the
child was enhanced by costume of fault
less beauty and appropriateness. We
always pay an instructive tribute to the
lovely womanliness Of those mothers
who dress their little children beautiful
ly. This tiny girl was Emma Calhoun,
the daughter Of Mr.. ]. w. Calhoun.
And then, in rapid succession, came a
well-executed dialogue on the "Close of
School" by Misses Eunice BARLEY and
Marina Long. The recitation Of an ex-
nuisite poem. "Marriage of the Sun and