Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1880-10-23

q days. This room would delight tn
: soul of curiosity hunter, for tn
high-posted bed, tall old clock an
/ queer stands are a wonder to sec
From here we go into numerou
J apartments, and find the gradua
! change in taste and design until W
f see Aunt Fans room, which is mod
ern in style and sweet like herself
She is a wonder in making prett.
things, and everywhere are evi
dences of her handiWork.
Lastly we take in the library
This is the room of the house, for i
is filled with rare and beautiful
things, from the Holy Land. Mrs
Jessup has two eminent sons, who
are ministers to Syria, and they on
their visits home have brought these.
AT one end of the room is a large
glass case, with shelves filled with
pieces of wood from the cedars OF
Lebanon, olive, orange and fig trees;
sponges in their native growth, and
rocks from Mecca; thorns like the
crown our Savior wore, and the
holy wafer from some wayside
chapel; ancient coins and idols in
brass Turkish pipes and Egyptian
drinking vessels; a lizard which
was taken alive from a solid rock,
and strange-colored shells washed
up by the sea j; a string of slender
polished beads and a cluster of Arab
pens and ink-horns; some glass
bracelets worn, perhaps, by beau
tiful devOtee, and tear bottles two
thousand years old husks like those
the predigai son would fain have
eaten, and the grain of which Esau's
pottage was made; delicate vases
and the earthen lamps which the
ten virgins bore; pictures of Jerusa-
lem and Sinai, and more things in
fact than one can remember. "Aunt
Fam" with her usual kindness, di-
vides with us the mess of pottage,
and then, being satisfied, we go be-
low.
Out in the yard stands chestnut
tree which sprang from Il nut gath
cred by Uncle Hunts father years
ago at Washington's grave. We go
under it and search long for nut.
Finally Aunt Fans quick eyes spy
one, fine fresh fellow, and bending
down the limb gives it to me. l
hope from this to raise an historical
tree.
Mrs. Jessup still keeps up the old
English custom of having family
reunions. She is the mother of
many children, and each year they
come with their little ones to the
old homestead, where such tender
care and loving hospitality await
them. Besides her two sons in Syr-
ia, she has three here. Two of them
(Uncle Hunt and Mr.. William) are
prominent lawyers in Montrose,
and another one, Mr.. George JeSsup,
resides in Scranton, Pa. Then, she
has several daughters, and when all
are at home. the old house with its
many rooms is filled to overflowing.
Surely the influence of a grand and
Christian mother in this family is
shown, for in the lives of her noble
sons and daughters il is shadowed
forth. In Uncle Hunts home, SO
beautiful in its neatness and pleas
ant hospitality, | trace still this sill
yer chord of hallowed memories
and the evidences of an early piety. |
Uncle Hunt has refuted the imputa-
tion cast upon the honesty of law
yers, for his whole life has been one
of charity, good deeds and merciful
forbearance. Aunt Minor, too,
helps him in his good works, for
she emphatically knows how to
make home. pity more women
do not.) She has redeemed US
southern women in the eyes OF
Yankee housewives, for nowhere
can be found sweeter bread, nicer
cake or more delicious pies. She
knows exactly how to satisfy the
of the inner man. Her
little house, too, is like pretty
birds nest, SO cosy and trim. Re
ally one is tempted to turn Yankee
and stay up here forever. We are
told not to covet; can't help it. 1
do want this house, which is so toy
like in its comfort, and from this
am / reminded Of a place here
where toy houses are made and sold.
This is an everlasting joy to the
little folks, and is Crandelrs toy
It is well worth a
visit to see the churches and stee-
pies, the donkeys and dogs, the
ponies and soldiers, all spring up as
If by magic. Many hands are busy
here, for this shop, as we all know,
does a large business. Mr.. Crandei
must certainly be a. man of mind,
for how else could he so keep little
fingers busy and yet out of mischief?
The mothers of the land ought to
rise up and call him blessed, for he
has struck the happy thought.
We will now gives passing glance
1t the natural beauties of our town,
and follow a road which leads from
he square until we strike an am
Dhitheatre made of rock ledge5, and
lsed by the people for Playground.
There is no round building such as
we have at home, but It's upon
.hese lodges that the people sit and
pass Judgment upon the animals be-
ow. (The tournament gentlemen
will please remember that they are
not here spoken of-sinply the ru-
cows.)
Nature has beer lavish with her
favors in Montrose, for outside this
lovely place are beautiful drives
and walks. Beyond the town lies
4 silvery lake, like a mirror held in
a hand of bronze. Around its mar
gin runs a road smooth as an av-
anue. Not long ago drove around
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