The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1884-10-16

Wrlte you ITOu tno Clty vi SHotteEVoh
the city by the sea. I am now looking
afar off upon the distant waves, afar
towards Fort Sumter, the historic place
where the war began. was Illuminating
about that small beginning OF a sad and
terrible conflict. That feeble cannonad.
ing that hardly shook the land and did
not disturb the calm and peaceful sea,
but it quivered the heart of great nation,
and was the shock that smothered peace
and sounded the call Gf battle aud of
death. wish lived by the sea, not all
the time, fox love our hills and noun.
tains dearly, but I would like to have
homo down here where could bring the
good wife and children and les them
feast upon new scenes and lcok witG rap.
ture and with wonder upon the mighty
ocean. How calm, how peaceful when
at rest, how terrible in the storm. /
believe such things enlarge us and make
US better. They dignity the great Crea-
tor and fill us with awe and make us
conscious Of our own humility, while
sitting now upon the wharf watching the
restless waters ! cannot wonder at the
emotion of Lord Byron when he wrote
that sublime and beautiful verse
"Roll on thou deep and dark blue Ocean,
roll"
There is surely something in nature
that moulds man TO her image. Not
all men, but most men. They say that
blood will tell, but blood is not all.
Blooded stock, whether Of man or beast,
will not keep up on the piney woods. Il
will degenerate, we can almost tell where
men came from by looking at them and
talking to them. The mountains produce
shifty, thrifty, active people, always
smart, always in q hurry. The plains
produce q quiet slow moving, dignified
population, who love their ease and care
for their comfort and take time 10 enter.
tain their friends. If Charleston man
or Savannah man 10 not dignified and
courteous he is nothing. If an East
Tennessean ia not sharp and close and
calculating he is nothing. And 80
between the seacost and the mountains
we find all grades and all mixtures. I
have just visited three pleasant villares
In South Carolina and mingled ~ith .hei.
Psopir aud sn;ryst .has: ioE thvY ars il.
no hurry to get through life, aud content
with their lot. l never saw @ merchant
hunting for trade. never saw one like
Jot Camp, of Rome, taking tho streets to
induce custom, and working aud toiling
for business. That iB all right and I
admire him and his diligence, but can't
help noticing the difference. Then there
is Patillo, OF Gainesville, I've watched
him as o typical man, genuine North
Georgian, as restless as the troubled sea,
working oil the time and watching for
opportunities. He buys at venture and
sells on sight and uses the bank aud durs
his customers and deals in anything that
offer1 dollar OF profit. Atlanta is that
same way, for Atlanta Ia made up of
North Georgians. Most all their success.
ful men came from there. and thoy nre
smart and their motto is "Push along,
keep moving"
1t was the bracing, nervous air Of the
mountains that made Moore anG Marsh
and Kisef aud Rhode Hill and Wyley
and Wyly and Peters and Dougttsfyy
and many others. Evan Howell has
mountain stock in him, and 90 has Hemp.
hill and Grady and that ia why they
sucueed. They are tho stock TINT viii
climb up and succeed without capital or
friends. Nothing can keep them down.
a Macon man will succeed In Macon but
he would hardly succeed in Atlanta,
unless he had Q good backing and some
special advantages. Some Charleston
men who moved to Atlanta have succeed.
ed, but they had abundant capital and
had North Georgia boys to help them.
There 10 wide difference between Macon
and Atlanta In their methods Of business.
The Atlantis men walk faster, talk faster
aud chew mora topacco aud give more
bunk notes, and dun harder and brag
ettrnally on Atlantn. Well, that ia ail
right. That 10 business, and that 10 what
makes Atlanta Why, man can break
all to pieces In Atlanta and rise again In
two monthB and smile serenely.
Venerable Gnerleatnn I have not
been here for 80 years. When I was
merchant ] nsad to trade here, Twice
year I made my pilgrimage here aud
bought my goods, and now /. makes me
sad 20 wander around 10 search of the old
familiar places and find new signs.
Saw one hanging on a wall it was cor.
itwas there-the same. old sign, HHyatt
McBuruey & Coz But they were NOT
there, and mo succession. The sign was
all. Happily I found one, but only one
old friend, MIR. McGshan, the honest
Scoschman, now Of Edwin, Bates & Co.
and the head OF tho house., Ho Ia the
only ono left of the old stock ! used to
deal with, o noble gentlemRn of tho pure
ChRrleaton type. His horse has branch
In Atlanta which shows his business
sagacity. Sitting down by him, I saked
many questions and the answer was
dead, dead--out of buainess-mov
Array. Even Vanderzaa. the inte suFgiu. /
or of Wiley, Banks & Co., Is thumping
flies in New York, and thas passed hia
thres score and ten, Van. was the hast
merchant I ever knew except Mr.. Nor.
+ tor, of Rome. and he icaulin,s falE toi