The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-02-01

way. Il was easily perceived thai theSoid
chief had requested him 20 tarry yet ten days,
so that Ee could send messengers before him
10 secure for him everywhere kind reception.
This message preceded him, from eIfcs mp
men; 10 encsmpment, all along hiszeute, aS
he experienced it, up TO the dd5 self Re,
stood on the top of Ruf1s meuniatis, 4he ssfT
Rrst white man that ever viewed the land
scapc surrounding that eminence.
/ baYe no facts to guide me iI following
the pedestrian through Maryland, Virginia
and North Carolina. When he entered South
Carolina he followed Broad RireS On It's east.
erB bank, under the guidance of the Cx:awba
Indians.
Nary years ago-not less than fortyl
WISHED friend, near the small village of
Monticello. in Fairfield. The site of that
geuilemaD's residence was a very elevated
ridge. and the back piazza coHmanded an
extensive view towards the srnthwest. !
looked from window in the second story
across the valley of Broad River, and saw
Ruff mountaip more than twenty miles on.
The line of ne horizon formed by piney
woods was as level as the ocean, and in the
center of ths view the little eIrtnences con-
stitutiug Ruff's mountain gently broke the
continuity of this horizon, and were con-
densed by distance into g delicacy of outline,
as pleasing as the tracery of the third even
ing's new moon upon the sunset sky. / do
not believe that stranger, one hundred
years ago, could have passed along the high
land upon which Monticello stands to-day,
without catching sight of what Is called
Ruff 5 mountain. can then figure 10 myself
my wauderer pausing with his Catawba gnide
upon this ridge. and gazing to@ards the blue
eminences After . moment 5fssmiteS him-
self twice or thrice upon the east mith his
open hand, points to the distant elevations,
and, in his inability 10 speak the Catawba
dialect, makes gesture by throwing for
wards both hands snd stepping firmly one
sfep iu the same direction 10 intimate by
such pantomime that he desired 10 reach that
part of the country can bear the Indian
grant his acquie.cencc; and iheystart of.
II is believed that they crossed Brosd River
| in d poplar canoe, at the mouth Of Crimm's
Creek. which is about one hundred and fifty
yards above the place where the Columbia
and Greenyille Rail Road crosses the river
at Aston. rhe Indian tells his companion,
by gestures, that by following every left'hand
fork OF the creek, they viii, ct the head of
the last fork, be within mile Of the desired
point So they take their way along this
pleasant steam, creeping under heavy fes-
toops of wild gr4pe-yines- watching the gray
squirrel skipping along the branches, and the
SPOTTED fawn fitting among the trunks of the
countless trees. They pass through the very
heart Of what is 20 be the Dutch Fork in
after days. Towards the close OF the day,
they came 10 spot that caused the German
| TO suddenly halt and turn himself round. Did
| he see his fatherland? The 0denwald noun
tains on his right hand and the Rhine valley
on his left hand? Yes. most surely, though
| in miniature There before him were gentle
hills-now known as the Stone Hills Of Lex
| ington-that could not fail to remind him Of
| the mountains among which he was born |;
and, stretching away into what is now New
berry, were the fat lands that recalled the
valley Of the Rhine. So impressed was he
with the resemblance. that he struck his
camp for the night, and parcbed the Indian
corn grains and broilcd the savory yenison.
Deep in the night, he was aroused from sleep
| by unearthly Shrieks and wild ballooings in
the air, and he thought that 81. Hubert had
| followed him TO this new country. II was
| the flight of blue cranes moving from the
Salrda to the Cobee Shoals.
The next day, he found the little mountain,
ascended il, and viewed the surrounding
( landscape. But at nighffall, he was again
at his camp on the fork of Crimm's Creek.
| Tba. spot did he select for his permanent
home, because il broug ht to his remembrance
| his fatherland He soon returned TO
! Pennsylvania, and made known his dis
coyery; and it will soon be my pleasing task
10 make mention of some of the many who
followed him, amoag whom, no doubt, was
| the maiden that sighed and sobbed at the spin
ming wheel. My friend, Capt. George Epring,
can point ont his dim grave, few hundred
Tsyfss-~s~es.,, rs,s, his mill fhnuph