Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1878-05-02
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s The inhabitants of our little town were stir
ring early Thursday morning getting ready for
a fishing excursion. Being beautiful day tho,
party, slowed away In Thompson's six seated
turnout and single buggics, left about ten
O'Clock for Kirby 8 works on Seneoa River. q
We had not proceeded far when, on hearing q
scream, we, the inmates Of the six.seated buggy,
looked around and saw the noble steed of our
young Doctor lying PROSTATE In tho road and the
gallant doctor, with instrument 20 jaok-knifo by
the Way in hand, standing by his slide ready to
render him relief. But We were not TO witness
his tragic end, for on being released from his
harness, by the aid Of the other gentlemen, the
noble animal sprang to his feet, and we found
that ho was neither dead nor dying, but becoming
playful, he had kicked aud fastened his foot
over the shaft and in this way had brought
down the house. Meanwhile the fair companion
Of the doctor had taken to the woods, but she
now camo forth and, things being righted, the
party once more started on their way. The
river was reached with no further accident, tho
horses were taken out and then dinner, coming
next in order, oil did Justice to this repast
After this the party separated, part, under the
direction of the poet, went to inspect tho works,
and the others, headed by the doctor and rustic
lore makers, struck off in Beo line down the
river to fish. We have not time here to illustrate
the beauties Of that glorious sport whore, seated
under the spreading trees, you watch the flowing
8 ream, evor and anon varying the monotony by
lazily drawing up your line and putting on one
of those dear lille baits Of giving your rod a
quick jerk you proceed to take off one of those
gentle and beautiful oreatures-cels All these
things we enjoyed to the fullest extent, id
when the sun began to sink and the pleasant
| evening brcezes rose wo wended our way home
| ward, having spent one Of tho most pleasant
| days imaginable.
| The Reading Club met as usual on Friday
| night where large company assembled to hear
| the last Of that exquisite music. Alas! it can
now be thought Of as thing Of the past, for
the Colonel loft our little town on Saturday for
his Northern home. "Llttle Brooches" was read
by our poet, but he could not do it justice as, poor
fellow, he was suffering from broken rib and O
broken heart, but alas, we cannot say whiol
gives him most pain. ''The Bridge of Sighs'
was next oxqusitoly rendered by one of The lady
members. Afer tho club adjourned the company
remained for good while and tho young people
enjoyed soino delicious waltzes We were visited
by somo gcntlcmen from Walhalla and wc hope
the evening passed as pleasantly to them as tc
us. Our club is decidedly on the increase. The
following lines we're picked up in tho hotel the
morning after the club meeting and are supposed
to havo emanatcd from the pen Of some amorous
youth. We send them to you for the edifoatior
of those for whom they were meant:
ooh Annic Oh Annie, como TO my heart,
For if you have been struck with Cupid's dart
Why! Oh why! dear Annie dolay?
Come, oh come to my heart to day.
The passion Of love is known to you,
| And that is proof my love is true;
Then oanst thou stand and gazing on,
Say thou false one, bcgone! begoncl"
| NISlpORTB. :
SENECA Cry April .3Otl, 1873.