Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-05-22
LETTER NO. . FROM HOT SPRINGS.


Saturday evening, 9Th inst, as we
were vending our way up the main
lhoroughfare of this city to the Airing
ton Hotel, some one tapped US familiar
ly on the shoulder. Looking around,
we saw our friend, r. B. Walthal, our
efficient City Marshal, who is here for
his health. Bob does not look much
like sick man, but we pity the fat
man in our heart, for he never receives
a particle of sympathy.
Prof. jackson, as he is termed, is
now engaged in walking 120 cousecu-
tive hours for wager of $3.50. Attic
present writing he has accomplished
little over one-half his feat. We do
not know the Professor, butourprivate
opinion of any man who undertakes to
accomplish any feat that is nearly be-
yond human endurance is, that he has
more wind than brains.
We attended services at the NJ. Il.
Church Sunday morning, and heard
very interesting sermon BY Rev. S. @.
Colburn Text from 18th chapter of
Isaiah: Come let us reason together,
saith the Lord" The church is very
large frame, well arranged, and will,
when completed, be very commodious
and con Portable building. A fine
toned organ and an excellent choir add
much TO the public worship. We saw
the children coming out from Sunday
school, and were led to believe from
/ the number that it is an interesting
school. Whilstlistening to the sermon
this consoling thought came up; al
though we are in a strange land, away
from friends and loved ones, yet We
are privileged to attend the preaching
of the Word. and are not debarred the
inestimable privilege of communing
with our best friend, one who is able
and willing to bless at all times and
under all circumstances. Although |
we are afflicted, and in consequence
somewhat cast down, we find comfort
from that passage-"Whom the Lord
loveth he chasteneth." What would
poor, frail mortality be without the
christians hope. There is a better
world than this-let us strive to reach |
it.
This, Monday, morning is beautiful
and bright after cOpious rain yester-
day to lay the dust 1t may pour down
rain in torrents here in the morning
and be perfectly dry in the afternoon.
The heat of the sun may be rather in
tense throughout the day and yet to
sleep under blankets at night proves
quite comfortable.
Our travelling companion, Capt.
Gilmore, is improving rapidly, but we
cannot say the same for ourself My
eyes and ears are quite sore, and the
vertigo clIngs with a tenacious grip
that seems to defy medicine and hot
water both. We hope for a change
for the better soon, if not, We will turn
our face towards our own beloved
Tennessee. Bathing has reduced US
five pounds since We commenced it,
although our physician has not allowed
us to use bath over % degrees.
The hotels are crowded with visitors
and most of the private boarding
houses are filling up very fast. We
have an invitation from Il gentleman
formerly a resident of our State, to
spend few days with him in the
country, on the Washita river, and en-
joy fishing frolic. If We feel well
enough we may accept it, and see what
change few days in the rural districts
may produce.
The champion walkist, Mr.. Jackson,
accomplished his feat of walking one
hundred and twenty hours, completing
the task on the 11th inst, at 5 o'clock,
pm. We saw him about an hour be-
fore the expiration of his time, and for
a while it seemed that he would fall in
spite of all his efforts. At this juncture
his attendants rubbed him and sup
piled him with stimulants, when he
revived and walked as briskly as any
one to the closing minute. Much
money was bet on this occasion, and as
we passed the hotel this morning we
heard great disputing and cursing in
dulged in by the losing parties. who
refuse to let the money be paid over
for the reason, as they state, that Jack
son slept on his beat. But enough of
this. We merely mention it to show
you how such humbuggery usually
winds up.
The Telegraph proprietors issued
the first number of their weekly last
Monday. 1t is neatly printed, well
filled sheet, and imperial in size. The
papers of Hot Springs reflect credit
upon the place. 1903.
Our poor nervous system is all out
of gear to-day, and we are in no trim
for writing, therefore the little scroll
We send you will have to suffice.
j. A. G..
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