The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-11-11
To COrnersvilIe and Return.

Thursday morning, passing over
the same delightful variety of rock
and hill, slush and mud. trayersed
by us not long since in this diree-
ton. After several weary hours,
we halted at the store of Messrs.
Fraley and Moore, at Brick Chuch,
who kindly warmed US, watered US,
subscribed for the CITIZEN. and
sent us on our way rejoicing. Just
half mile beyond, we stopped
long enough at w A. Rothrock's
store. to make his acquaintance,
receipt him for years subscrip-
ton to the CITIZEN, ask his kind
offices in the premises DC, de-
Leaving this point we drove ahead,
looking CITIZEN at every man we
met. Shutdown found us at Maj.
Allman's, where we spent a most
agreeable night, and Of whom and
whose, we hope to speak in our
next issue.
Friday morning we drove into
the village, and stopped with Mrs.
johnson, whom by the way we
found to be the daughter of an old
school patron and acquaintance, the
Rev. H. B. Warren, deceased.
Here we found DR.. r. H. Harry,
dental surgeon, late of Va, who
is fast finding favor and patronage in
the midst of that excellent people.
The DR.. brought us under obliga-
tions by sundry courtesies, the
which we beg leave to acknowledge.
Friday was a duh, gloomy day,
few people in town. As "twiIight
gray was mantling all in her sober
livery" we drove up to the beauti-
full home of Mr.. j. W. Nance,
whose handsome estate the war
swept away, but whose recuperative
energies, by the blessings of Prov
idence, have retrieved his former
status. Here we found in Mrs.
Nance the school-mate of our bet
ter half, both of these ladies re
tanning the ruddy flush of early
girl hood. (By the way their has
bands are not as old looking as
some mei-this much in justice to
two good wives.
Here too we found the handsome
Principal of CornersvilIe Institute,
Mr.. Winder Garrett, and the enter
tanning Miss Belle Buckner, sister
to Mrs. Gen. Bright of Fayetteville,
and assistant to Principal Garrett.
1--WE could make some very pointed
suggestions just along here, but
doubtless they viii make themselves,
and we pass on The CITIZEN
will visit this happy household
henceforward.
Saturday morning we drove into
town and extended somewhat, our
acquaintance. '''t
Cornersville is a pleasant place,
and uheommonly free from the many
vices which so often mar the morals
of small, as well as large communi-
ties. Here are two very neat
churches, the Presbyterian and
Methodist, both comfortable and
commodious. Ike Cumberland,
now nearing completion, promises
to be quite an ornament to the town.
Capt Harris showed us around this
rising structure, whose dimensions
are as follows. Entire length and
width 36x62, audience room, 36x48,
from sill to top of Jsteeple 81 #,
foundation, 20 stone pillars beside
4 massive cornerstones, and a cen
trail row of pillars beneath the floor,
and solid wall underpining for cupo-
la. All,these are sunk from 2 to 4
feet in the earth. John Lewis of
Edgefeld, architect, j, NJ. Garrett
and Bro. builders. Allthe work is
being done at home by hand, in
Guiding the beautiful six panneled
folding doors, with elegant molding.
The roof is self-supporting. When
the house is done the congrega-
ton viii secure a pastor, Capt. H.
remarking, ''first the cage and
then the bird"
At noon of this day, we visited
the pleasant family of Capt. Harris,
where we were treated to a most
elegant dinner, regular Christmas
feast. Maj. G. our Fallstafian com
panion sat opposite us, and
well, we no longer wonder at his
physical keeping. We found about
this well-ordered house the evil
dences of comfort, competency and
refinement. (Capt. Fields mother
in-law, reminds us OF one we wot
of Bless the mothers-in-l awi)
The parlor, itself, is a temporary
green house, redolent of perfumed
flowers, and trellised with the climb
ling ivy and the mantling vine.
The wee canary twitters a cheerful
song from its little warehouse,
while the canorous mocker trills
his tuneful lays through all the
sunny hours of the autumn day.
But the chief attraction to ali these
lovely surroundings, are the fair
young hands that Irvine the flowers,
train the vines and feed these
| plumaged- choristers. The young
est and the last of trio of comely
daughters, the jewel of the crown.
Miss Carrie. But saddening all
this lovely scene, and Christening
the otherwise happy home-circle in
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