The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1875-12-06
OUR ALABAMA CORRESPOND
ENCE.
Letter from a wheeling Lady 80
jOuFning In the South,

DlhMlNuhAM ALA'i NOV' Si'
Editors Of the IntolligGncCr:
Leaving Wheeling on u cold NOvem.
Der evening we found comfortable quar-.
tiers on board the steamer Andes, and
were soon on our way, under the care Of
that prince Of bOatmen, Captain Charley
MuhIcman. Our fare was good and
berths very comfortable, | would advise
all travellers who wish to have the CON-
forts OF irst.class hotel to take passage
on the Andes.
From Louisville TO Nashville the coun.
try Is beautiful and highly cultivated.
From Nashville to this place the scenery
Is grand; rugged and uncultivated noun.
tains clothed In pine, with here and there
a cabin nestled amidst the everlasting
hills. This pine ia different from our
West Virginia pine. This is very rich
in resin, and called by the people here
"fat pine" 1t lights easily, you have on.
ly to apply match and in moment you
have a splendid fire, leaping and crack.
ling, the heat from which Is most intense.
We found tho weather uncOmfortably
warm upon our arrival here in Alabama,
and hastened to diyest ourselves OF our
heavy winter clothing. 1t Is cooler now,
and we have small fire, but doors and
windows are kept open more or less every
day. Roses are blooming in the gardens.
Major P-(well known TO several
Wheeling gentlemen) brought me abunch
from his garden, Of rich, creamy white
roses, such as had never seen before north
Of New Orleans,l believe they are southern
flowers, and they are beautiful beyond
description.
Huckleberries are still brought into
the market, and they are rs fresh and
Juicy as in midsummer. And still the
voice OF the mosquito isheard In the land,
but his bite is feeble and he sings softly,
us one whose days are already numbered.
This town lies in a beautiful valley,
surrounded by mountains said to be rich
in minerals. Those who laid out the
streets evidently had great expectations,
as II is n city Of magnificent distances
There are but few sidewalks, and during
the rainy season imagine It will not be
n pleasant place for d promenade Op.
posite my window on thetop branch OF d
persimmon tree, moCking bird sits
singing, and singing such n wonderful
song, 50 full Of trillS and turns and long
drawn notes, nothing sad, no minor
strains, but just, pure, joyous, rOllicking
airs, very OllenbaCh among the feather.
ed musicians. In our more northern
climate we have singer that to me, Is
the sweetest have ever heard. lie Ia a
modest fellow, and down in the heart Of
lonely wood he sings, where the
shadows Of the leaves make n perpetual
twilight. At the slightest noise he drops
his grey wings colorless ma mist" and you
may wait In vain, for the song Of the
wood robin is ended
The people Of this section say that
grass will not grow here, but our landlord
has as pretty patch Of clover "a ever
grew anywhere, generally however you
sec only the reddisll.brown sedge, which
while II makes landscape look lovely in
the sunlight,is poor food Tor cattle. Jiidg.
Ing from the appearance Of these latter,
sedge grass IL not very nutritious diet,
Long, lank, and melancholy, they are
not such, as would cary off the blue rib.
bon at any cattle show In West Va
And then the hogs, black creatures, long,
and tall with Tapping ears, and nose we'll
adapted for deep blowing. They are
forever seeking what they may devour;
never lying in swine like ease In the sun.
shine az you Ree them. Whatever habits
Of Incidence the genus homo may possess
in this climate, no person can say that
there potClne grunters are not energetic
enough.
OF the political sentiments Of the masses
here, know, but little. The country ia
in what Is called the "white beet,' where
the negroes do not control the vote.
A good story was told al orr table BY the
Bishop Of this diocese, the other day. He
was preaching at Decatur, "a town north oil
this,and chose for bis text the story Of the
Phafisee,also who stood up In the Temple
thanking God that he was not a. other
men, while the publican smotc upon his
breast, crying God I've metCiiul 10 me a
sinner" The Bishop preached in his us.
ual forcible manner and dwelt upon the
modest and commendable publican. AZ.
ter service he was approached by q sable
voter, who expressed his admiration in
the warmeSt terms Of the Bishops remarks
Suits me 'lactly, Bishop: splendid ser.
mon; sab, Ise a regular republican my.
self; is" And the next day 1t was ri.
mored among the dafkies, about town;
that the Bishop had preached a regular
Republican sermon. OF course the dar.
kies felt much encouraged.
There Is class Of people living in the
woods In this county who are known as
the "Piney woods folks" They are too
aty TO work, and subsist upon The game