The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1877-07-14
A Faith that did Sbrink-Old Crow
A Farmer Tavern Keeper OF the
OIden Time-A Big Snake story
What ID. strOyed the Civilization of
VIrginia-DRys of The stage Coaches
Pen Picture of the Old Virginia
GentIeunaD-PersO
WHITESULPHUR SPRINGS,
July IL, 1877.

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is thus supplying want long felt IN
West Virginia. What West Virginia
wants. above all things else, is n supply
of colonss and generals-nOt men who
won their rank in the fire and blood Of
war, we have supply OF them, but we
want yeace colonies, and captains and
majors.
General Burwell is n large vigorous.
looking fellow OF rather light tcompIexlon;
| and would have been worth ten thousand
dollars, he says if it hadn't been Tor the
war By that he means he would have
commanded that price il he had been
sold on the block. Burwell claims TO
have been an attendant tor thirty slN
years, and to have had the honor OF
giving baths to Mr. CIsy and Mr. Cal
houn.
His companion, JOshus Harris, is
darker Completed than Burweli, but
what he lacks in good looks he makes up
in his piety. Joshua is preacher, and
performs the double duty OF applying
the healing waters to both body and
sJul, and can administer mixture Of
sulphur water and Bible texts better
than any man on the ground. Two
years ago they had blk flood here,
which came very near washing the bath
house away Burwell and sll OF his
subordinstes, except Joshua, deserted the
building when the water rushed IN. But
Joshua stood st his post, aud set an eN
ample to his terror-strickcn companions
by singing in loud yocs:
"Oh for faith that will not shrink
Tho pressed by every foe;
That will not tTembie ON the brink
OF any earthly woe.
But Us the torrent continued 20 in
crease in volume Joshua WAS seen TO
crawl from second story window TO
high ground, where the sinners, for
lack of faith, had taken refuge. When
questioned as 20 why ms tslth did
shrink at the critical moment, Joshua
only replies with his tsvOrlte quotation,
alt becometh not man born of woman To
discourse OF himself Here Is food for
reflection To those statesmen who re
ceive with open arms the interviewer.
GOLD CROW"
On the road from the White Sulphur
t. the Sweet Springs, distance OF l6
miles, stands Nh eld long. low
frame house shaped like al l., and
the porch roof supported by
colonnsde oil twenty columns;
it stands half hidden behind tall
oaks up which the Virginia
Creeper, with its scarlet trumpet flower
has climbed to the topmost bra ches.
Negro cabins, q trout stream, q ruined
mill, huge willows that dip their branches
| into DunIaps cree X Is 1t comes pouring
down like the waters Cf LodOre,' with
back ground # precipltous mountains
that pierce the lowest clouds, rom COM
Oinstlon which, copied true to nature
would immortalize another Turner. 1t
is n bOnny picture.
1t Aeck Guunel Is your driver, he
will stop his team and tell you 10 take
look, Is he informs you thst Virginia
will never hold such another place Tor n
man To forget his troubles IN.
Here, before the war, lived Colonel
John Crow, or "Old Crow" MS every
body called HIN, "the greatest hunter this
side of Mason and DiXon's line, says
Aleck, with q face rs sOlemnly sad as
| though delivering a funeral oratiOn.
He WAS the best nstured msn that ever
| lived, old Crow was, and entertained on
this very porch II Ost OF the Presidents,
excepting Washington and Lincoln.
Here he kept tavern and made the best
mint iueps IN the world, out OF his own
apple brandy. | drove from the w Whlte
sulphur TO the sweet IN them days On
the regular stage line, and the
minute he would hear the post
horn, down he'd sit before
little table on the porch, and with hls
straw stuck into qusrt gis,s @: Juiep,
wait TIL We drove up. lteIl y,u .. was
tempting sight and ne GLCGlS hajtsa
for a short rest. Old Cow was great
hunter, and then the wonderful aGveA
lures he would tell about. Why they
beat ahythlng-even tbs dinners and
iuleps. de said tnst ore day he deter
mined To bring home four deer, and the
rattlesnakes bothered him so with the
driving OF their tangs INTO his leather
breeches, that st last he Just drew his
lnting knife and cut their heads oil
before they had time to get their
tsngs loose. When he got nome
and counted the snak,s : heads there
was An hundred ana fifty SIX. When
he told that story 10 old General Jackson
the General SAID, By the Eternal, you
are good game
Butt the Lord loved Old Crow, and took
him home before the WAT ana the rail-
roads had broken up Al! the civilization
there was III old Virginia. That's his
fenced up grave you see half WAY up the
hillside.
DAYS or STAGE COACHES.
Things are vastly different now to
Wlht tQeN we're "HtH EsoHie Sa'Hc ~
these mountain retreats by coaches. Il
was sn undertaking to get 10 the
White Sulphur in those days, but when
they got here they stsyed Those
were the pslmy days Of the South, which
we may not see again. The coach sud
driver and liveried servants have dlssp-
peared, and, too, the lively yah! YAH
of the merry slave who felt not the
shsckles OF his bondage, but who mani
tested sil the pride and significance OF MS
post, and was ss happy over the honor
conferred on him rs II be were king of
q war tribe in the home OF the land OF hls
fathers.
All honor to the prestsge snd glory
and undimmed fame OF the honored past.
1t will live in tradition and story, and
thousands shall yet sigh tor the good old
days of domestic simplicity which charso-