Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1876-08-10
A TRIP TO MT. WILLING.

he universal rule with newspapers.
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A TRIP TO MT. WILLING.
Passage Through Johnston--Perils III
Darkness--Safe Deliverance--Fresh
Butter and Fried Chicken-.The Old
Bonham Graveyard--A Picnic and
Observation-Disclosures
a did Crops--A Lordly Plantation, &c.,
&C., sc.
On Tuesday. the 1st instant, at 4 P. NJ.
:Sthree hours too latel We embark with
bur friend, L., for the meeting OF the
Pomona Grange at Mt. Willing. Our
friend, who is high official in the
Grange, and who is in most respects
working man, has bad habit OF not
starting in time, And before we get to
Johnston be loses mis- overpoat, which ne
has taken as q protection against impend-
!ingsrain. Our goal is the hospitable roof
Iof Mr.. Frank Boyd, two miles from Mt.
Willing. We pass through Johnston at
i5l. Johnston lies in the sunshine like
;long snake, and its business men sit in
ltheir front piazzas with an air which
kaysI tive are prosperous and can take
bur ease.p They ieer us as we pass for
being too late, and one Of them tells us,
with unfeeling malice, that Mr.. Boyd
s5ves only ten miles further on. We
lrive forward, and the apples in DR..
Iimss orchard, green, red and yellow
slisten like fruits of gold. Johnston
hay now be said to extend to Squire
lack Lott,s-one' continuous string Of
3retty cottages. What miracles can ga a
aiilliro,adt iilli, not work Z Thug far tha qTops
REe simply beautiful: Squire Lott has
be finest corn we have yet seen,
At Mr.. William Ready's, we are over
ken by Mr.. Walker, a son-in l.
r. Minis, who SHOW -"w Of
n - "ers upon US basket
the said apples, green, red and
ellow-the finest in the land-and we
bunch accordingly. And at this point
se turn left into the Mt. Willing road.
he Arst familiar spot now is the fine
GntrY home of DR.. John Mobley, where
ae sees at q glance many signs Of afflu-
20 and thrift. Thus far again, the crops
pear to be exceptionally good. a mile
S side of DR.. Mobley's one begins to
~ signs of "Aycock." This is the
ne of the North Carolina turpentine-
2ker who is supposed to be getting
at Mt. Willing. All the pines bear,
either side, a scalp of about three feet
length by two in breadth; and at the
lttom of each scalp IS deep, down,
ard incision, called the Hbox.p
IAN Woman or child he meets and
Snseguently night has overtaken us.
md it rains briskly. The roads in the
eighhorhood of Mine Creek are exc
Fable, and ne survive untold dangers.
3eyond Mine Creek we call out citizen,
no still has light burning. It proves
be our hoaored friend, Capt. Elzey
pFress-long an agent of the Advertiser.
pr feelings are pretty much the same
if we had unexpectedly me4 friend
ID countryman in the desert of Central
rica. Capt. Forrest is keeping watch
s friends from the Hamburg region,
0 are coming to the Grange meeting.
Boyd's Is Ave miles ahead Of US. He
IS tWo miles to the left Of. Mt. Willing, Hing,
we are to leave the main main geaa 81
tain point. We leeave sAs "--' "a
pgraaiRpgly, and sssa S"' lain road
sleallF ~s~s- ourselves en-
~ a. ..e1e. The fate of "the
III the Wood" stares US in the face.
retrace our steps and push on. We
/ out the next citizen, and it proves
be Mr. Josiah Padgett. He laughs at
idea of our reaching Mr.. Boyd's alone,
h generously mounts yellow boy on
nule to pilot US across the country.
|e yellow boy is "peert," and soon
ids US by Mr.. Nose Davenport's and
nory Chapel. And soon we sail into
rt with flying colors. Mr.. and Mrs.
byd have lights, and kind words, and
Tee, and fried chicken, and milk, and
lerything else that hospitality can sug
st. Mrs. Boyd is daughter of the
10 Rev. Henry Herlong, and hospitali-
and good cheer come to hel by right
inheritance. And before we lie down
sleep, we ascertain that Mr.. Boyd
les at the old Bonham place-not the
bee where Gov. Bonham was born, but
one last occupied by his mother be-
Re her death. The original home was
the immediate neighborhood, and the
S snily burying-ground lies only quar-
of mile away. And now we sleep
and sleep well. And in the morning:
ter the most generous breakfast have
en- in many day, we start out to look
Mr.. Boyd's broad bottoms, on branch
s Richland Creek, and to see the old
aveyard. Mr.. Boyd is a famous corn
rmer, and, we understand, has not
1ught an ear in seven years. And judg-
g from the splendid sight we saw on
lose bottoms, he is perfectly safe for
-hteen months longer. The old grave
.rd lies in a low, overgrown and tangled
of near the stream. tits in two parts
the Bonham part and the Smith part.
be Bonham part is enclosed by q strong,
bdern iron railing; the Smith part by
Wooden railing, once stout and hand
ne. but now falling to decay. Here
the remains of the father s,d mother
Gov. Bonham, and of his maternal
tndfather and mother, the Smiths. The
hbs are in good preservation, and the
cript.on upon the tomb of Gov. Bon
MS father is as follows: Captain
,es Bonham. Born 1st of May 1866.
IA November 9th, 1876 A native OF
-yland4 Though not lG, dhewas yet "a
lunteer az the siege of Yorktown, oc-
Ter 10th, 17s1. A kind husband, an
ectionate father, good neighbor, his
nse was ever the house of hospitality" !"
Z the Smith division, where the tonlbs
e also in good preservation, lie the re-
aims of the parents, grandparents, and .!
Backgrounds parents Of Capt. Tonlsmithi
Lnko Smith, Mrs. Arthur Young
lod, and Mrs. Ras. Youngblood, jr.
nd now we embark for the picnic