Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1876-08-10


attendance very practicable-some OF
them forty miles. The Pomona Grange
will never be success until its place OF
meeting is set and fXed-and at some
central and accessible point. Nor is
State Lecturer Lipscomb on hand; he
has an engagement elsewhere. Isaac
Edwards, Esq. Master of Little Saluda
Grange, is active in hospitality and zeal,
and has made every preparation to give
his fellow grangers from all quarters a
Saludg ,peIcomc. But the social element
of the day predominates over both hus-
bandry and politics. The dinner is
grand; it is like an inexhaustihle gold
mine. Never have our eyes beheld a
longer one or finer one. Our friends,
Mrs. Boyd, Mrs. Mahlon Padgett and
Mrs. Major Padgett pay us kindly atten-
tions at table, and We fare royalty. They
ask us many sly questions about Mrs.
Hatcher's chicken-pie at Pine House."
and evidently look upon us as a man
who would not know truth if we met
her on the highway. And we find out
that Mrs. Major Padgett has pie of
pretty much the same quality and di-
few feet deeper!
And now we are introduced to Mr..
Aycock and his hospitable and refined
family. He.is courteous and intelli-
gent gentleman. Ills turpentine works
are four miles off; and tits said that he
turns out daily 6 barrels of pure spirits
and 80 of rosin or gum. We hope to visit
him before the summer is done, and to
be able to give an interesting sketch OF
his enterprise ard ard 2g;isoafFNHs gisoafFNHs opsrqHdi.
And now we are pressed by a large
CIRCLE Of ladies to play for them on Mr..
Ayeock's new piano. We pla~ -
and as we who"'- ., course
.--.> out staving Galop
"e overhear young fellow in the pas
sage say to another: "You see that lit
tie man yonder, playing on that pianner
he's the head Of the printing machine
down at the Court House" Alas! We
say to ourself, what, after all, is human
honor and glory? To have fought, the
great straight-out fight as ,Oe haze, and
then be spoken of as "the lead Of M.
printing machine" 1t is well however
that human vanity should lie taken down
now and then.
And now begins the dance. It takes
place, as at Lick Skillet" in a gin house
lin the upper story-warm and crowd
ed. But what cares youth for heat and
dust? Suffice it to say that all goes
as merry as the traditional marriage
hell.
And now the sun slopaS+A-.ha -NArN-+'
and all the great -cre-rd turn their faces
homeward. And We, wayfarring men
(let no one add " fools'') set our willing
feet in the way thatleads to the famous
"Dearing place." now the property and
home Of our old sand-country, Pine
House friend, James L. Mathis, Esq.
Six miles lie between us and our goal.
We reach the old Dozier place, now own
ed by Alonzo Bates, Esq, and then wa
turn into settlement road, and pass the
splendid plantations Of Luke Smith,
ESQ.,, and his son Mr.. Sam s4nith--saia
o b the most mp9so sost. skillful and thEiftiest 4"
nqe nqers in inq. the land. And ther DR.
aqlpon the broad and we enter
bottoms ef sb- magnificent Saluda
;iyer~- "Dearing place." The
= With steep and b,uffy banks, COW
ored with ranLest underground, most
luxuriant vines and exquisite flowers
winds in and out among these lowlands,
giving the whole scene the character o1
q Red River landscape. Acres and acres
of corn, green until it is black, tall until
it emuIates the mast of ship, and laden
until it almost sinks from the weight Of
a single ear, dot the vast expanse, while
herds of lowing cows and grazing sheep
roam here and there at will. This is the
most splendid plantation in our County
it contains 1856 acres, equally divided
between uplands and bottoms. Such
corn as Mr.. Mathis's we have simply
never seen before in our lives; nor d.
we believe it could be matched this side
of Red River. Nor is his cotton whit
behind his corn.
And now we cross bridge in a very
romantic spot, and draw near the Dear
ing mansion. 1t is on hill embowered
in lofty trees, and is mansion fit in size
and style for an English duke. Indeed
as we sit in the vast piazza and gaze uI
to the tops of the lofty fiuted columns
we imagine ourselfat the White Sulphur
Springs in Virginia. And our welcome
too, and our entertainment, BELTS III
English duke. And the ladies of Mr.
Mathis family-beautiful, refined anG
musical-add their charms and theil
amiability to the occasion. And We
spond the evening in music and tht
dance, and sleep in an airy upper cham
Der that seems a hundred feet above the
ground. Really visit to the Dearins
place is equal to "going to the springs
And verify it delights US to see our ole
friend so prosperous and SO happy in hi
Saluda home. God knows, though, it il
by no means hard to be happy in such
home as that!
And now, morning come and break
fast over, we walk through countless
acres of magnificent corn and cotton
and look into barn where lie $50 bushel
of threshed oats, and then prepare, un
willingly, to make our adiear. Ant
again we hear the order: "Put dozel
big ears of corn and fots of oats int
those gentlemen's buggy" and whel
we get into the vehicle ourselves, w
find box that soon tells its own tale
1t is lordly lunch; and just before w
reach Johnston we stop in the shade, ant
all three, men and beast, gorge lik
aapaeopdas, sis9Ssl5E !es3gsi6 3
And now, having got 50 near home
our tale is done.
AS regards the growing andlcot
ton that lay along our route, we ventur
10 say that in no year since the war hav
tlicy looked SO promising. 1t is crafty
! ing to see that our farmers on the hill
are becoming contented 10 plant cottol