The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1880-07-25
MRS. nIOHL'S LETTER.
Correspondence of the Herald.

Correspondence of the Herald.
HARPERs FERRY, July 90, 1880
Nowhere is the old proyerb "t never
rains but it pours" more fully confirmed than
here. 1t takes about three days of dry
weather to made drouth in this mountains
region where the soil is about one inch
thick on solid rock Two days after hard
rain the corn twist and vegetation looks like
it does on the Texas prairies in summer after
three months drouth. Nota drop of dew
visits the parched earth, the rocks get so hot
you can't walk on them, and with the Their
mometer at 89 you suffer intensely
with heat because the air is
entirely without moisture. Then when you
are just about to die with heat, you hear
rumbling thunder cloud overspreads the
sky in few moments time, and the rain
comes in such torrents that you need the
sweet presence of the show in the cloud !"
to assure you that no more shall the earth
be destroyed. Such rain we had yester-
day-without the extreme heat, however
and now the pretty Shenandoah is all mud
dy, and its playful song changed to an angry
roar, which makes the antedeluvians on its
lower banks very uneasy.
I am glad have found out at last what
DR.. Tanner is fasting for. Money is something
the weakest intellect can grasp, and money is
what he is after. Not but what could
readily believe scientist capable Of such
thing for the benefit of science, but for
the life of me can't see how science could
benefit by it. When learned that gate
money was charged to keep out the crowd, l
could understand. You see, DR.. Hammond,
a sort OF charlatan doctor in New York,
heard of certain Mollie Fancher, who said
she had tasted forty days, and could do it
again. Whereupon DR.. Hammond offers
her 81, 900 if she will fast thirty days under
such watch as he will place over her. Mollie
refused the offer and DR.. Tanner heard of it
out in Minnesota, and being, as he says, quite
used to such trihing fasts, took up DR.. Ham
mond's offer, came to New York, had an in
terview-anda quarrel-with Hammond, and
then started fast on his own hook This own
stomach would probably be more correct
way to put it) for the benefit of science and
gate money. Hammond processes to dag
nose patients by looking through the eye to
the brain, claiming that all dis asses report
themselves to the brain wherever they origin
ate, and he has the key to the ciphers
they use and can read them through the
eye. What hallucination is this For ages
we have had poets raving about the language
of the eye.
SIN the eye there lies the heart
says the sweet German ballad Aeine SAYS
he has written thousand immortal songs to
his beloved's eyes. We have the eye apos-
trophised as "lovely window of the SOUL"
One poet says
'Drlnk to me only with thine eyes"
Though how any body is to do that can't
see), and another says:
"Look into my eyes,
And let medrtuk from those dear orbs,
The nectar Of thy love-
which seems equally impossible; while still
third cries
"Speak to me, dearest, with those eyes.
In which my only heaven lies.N
These are about all can remember without
abook OF poetical quotations to prompt me,
but they lack several millions of being all
the lines written about, or addressed to,
the human optic, and here comes doc
tor, to whom the eye only tells of aches and
pains and bodily disease
A paragraph in the agricultural columns of
the HERALD ofthe 18th, concerning orchards,
reminds me of rather singular but very eff.
fective way to prevent injury to fruit by late
frosts. When my grandmother moved
to Texas in 1887, she took with
her a number Of fruit trees with
which to start an orchard In the wilderness.
The apples and pears grew marvellously in
the virgin soil, and in very short time were
laden with delicate flowers, but bore no fruit.
Peaches, figs and plums bore enormous crops,
and some of the last named trees are still
bearing on the state fair grounds at Houston,
which grounds formed part of "grandmother's
headlight" and we're bought from her by my
father. When father settled in the old home
stead he found the pear trees bearing fruitless
blossoms every year. One day some one told