Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1880-05-29

Jackson. The old hero, born few
years before her foundations were
laid, grew from boyhood to man.
hood there. He there acquired his
first reputation with his fellow-men,
his first influence over them, and
there he spent the best years of his
life and died within a mornings
ride of the city. So it was fitting
that when Nashville celebrated the
first century of her existence, she
should also celebrate the life and
death of the hero who had so long
made his home with her. Nash
vile and Jackson are two names
inseparably associated.
How nobly the orator rose to the
occasion, how worthily of his SPLEEN
did theme he spoke, it is not for us
to say; our readers know well his
splendid powers of oratory, and the
speech itself is spread on the col
umns of another page to speak for
itself. 1t would have been an addi-
tional matter of pride for the old
warrior and statesman If he had
known that so able a panegyrist
would commemorate his glory be-
fore such an audience.
THE CENTENNIAL EXPOSITION
we reserve for the last place, partly
because the military display on
Wednesday and the speaking and
ceremonies on Thursday left us no
opportunity to visit it till they were
over. This occupies a spacious and
elegant building on the corner of
Broad and Spruce streets.
As is fitting in the metropolis of a
great agricultural country, the most
prominent objects observed on en-
tering the lower story are the agri-
cultural machinery, such as reapers
and binders, threshing machines,
winnoWers, etc., kept in constant
motion by steam power. Then there
were exhibits of coal and iron ore
from mines in Middle Tennessee,
buggies and carriages of Tennessee
manufacture, etc., but what most
interested us on this floor was the
portion appropriated to the Histori-
cal Society. Here are countless OBJ
jects interesting to the student of the
early history of the state. Portraits
of her first governors, documents,
coins, swords of her heroes-a col
lection which only leaves one thing
to the intelligent spectator to desire,
and that is time to study them with
profit. Before leaving this part of
the exposition, we ought to mention
that our quondan fellow-citizen,
Mr.. Otis Davidson, has his machine
for the manufacture Of paper bags
in operation there and hopes soon
to have it profitably at work else
where.
Upstairs the art department is
the primary attraction. This is, we
believe, exclusively a loan collec-
ton, and is fairly typical of the pri-
waite collections of gentlemen in the
neighbOrhood. There are some al
legged specimens of "old masters" of
doubtful genuineness, we fear, and
not in good order if they are genu-
inc. The best specimens of modern
art we saw (and our inspection was
necessarily hasty) were some por-
traits by Dury Especially one of the
artists grandson) and some land
scapes of great merit by Carl Bren-
ner, of Louisville. Among these
we must mention as specially meri-
torious No. "A, Foothills of the
Cumberland Mountains" and No.
q, 1.-THE Beech Forest" AS faith
full pOrtraitures of some of the most
beautiful effects of sunshine and
shadow, there are few artists, we
believe, of the present day who can
surpass these very lovely works.
Some beautiful household furni-
ture manufactured in GAINESVILLE is
all we can notice of the remaining
attractions of the exposition.
We must not omit to mention a
very brilliant display of fireworks
given by Mr.. Peter Tracy, of Mem
phis, on Thursday night. When
we elect and dnGlGga9dte a demo-
cratic president, we want Mr.. Tracy
in GAINESVILLE to celebrate the event.