Madison times., 1884-07-12
A Peculiar sunmer Resort.

=. A Peculiar summer Resort.
A correspondent of the Albany N. y
Journal communicates the following des.
criptiOn of Virginia watering place
Rock Enon Springs
L once had the misfortune of tempora.
ry sojourn at this resort. The precipices
and the people were alike extraordinary
The latter were composed of invalids
who regarded every chance acquaintance
as the family physician and offered graf
uitous diagnoses of their own cases-a
forlorn and endless array of women who
owned proprietary interest in the child
rem of Belial who devastated the
premises, ano a whole battalion of min
listers laid up for repairs by their gener-
Gus parishoners. The designations were
all about as mild as New England tea
drinking, crocheting and croqueting di-
vlding the honors, even ten-pins being
rexardcd as worldly, If not depraved.
The young men were few and sad. There
was not the least temptation to linger
and bid coy good night to the stars.
And so, having an unwelcome amount of
time on my hands. I fled to the noun
tains, perched myself upon one bowlder,
and bracing my spinal column against
another, consumed several hours i'm a
graphic delineation of my surroundings.
With tOlerable command of three lam
guages, l am wholly inadequate to depict
the result of my disclosures. Who be-
trayed me into the hands of the Philis-
tines L know not, but that l was betray-
ed you would never have doubted could
you have seen me bleeding with more
wounds than ever C@sar's body bore.
and my well-draped gown with more
rents than the envious Casac could have
made single-handed and alone from that
time to this!- That had made obeisance
to the everlasting hills, paid my devet-
ions to the mutton, milk, and morals,
and exchanged compliments with the
fragrant, saltutary air, seemed to be no
sort of sop 10 sCsrberus. This event was
the only ripple Upon rrsS the seasons surface.
T&ss 'ehaHned iwhen thev aaS 1cahe to
wet jsaad, off my yGysrldly slip
pers and breathe poetic auf wiederscen
to gray rocks, greer lawns, FALLING waters
and people who love their neighbers.qs
.oa Il all, H-Tit -T7TT--- ----T7it .,ygd a.;
Pity the Poor, Prisoner. ..
'"'''''" Texas sfftihnggsS. u H'.'d 'ili
Mr. Ferdinand WARDS ia inpprissoinimeeinht pprisso
has tfids far not been calculated to ifnl
pair his health. .roIHe spends some pof his
tin,e9ip JaiiIo He is a sprisopar I'M the
sense of sthe, word, being
alll4oYed 70 take All the ex19eTrcise he needs
except, perhaps going on an excursion
to Canada. Wards Incarceration In a
dungeon cell reminds.us1 1ofa little story:
'HA drummer, who was stopping over in
-aHennessee town, struck up an acqnaint-
ance with a long-legged man, who was
sitting on alfence, chewing tobacco. Dur
ing the conversation, the native said that
he was prisoner, being in Jail for 1icit
stillin'. ~ 'ti21 tat
"Why you don't call this being in Jail,
do your" quired the astonished drummer.
"Yes, according to law Pun in Jail. You
see Pm friend of the sheriff, and he
don't run things into the ground
by keeping prisoners confined too close
ly"
swell, how long are they going to keep
you penned up ia the lookup this way?"
~ can't tell how long Pm going to be
cooped up this way, but don't expect to
gain my liberty until my case is tried next
month";" and getting on his horse, the
captive started to look after some hogs
of his, that were running in the woods
some ten miles distant. 1HsI
A few days afterward, as the drummer
was travelling along the road, he met a
man with gun on his shoulder, and
lot Of quail in his game bag. 1t was the
victim once more.
80 they have yen in Jail yet, see?"
"Oh, yes; they have got me in yet, but
I'm getting sorter tired of it"
The copious geniality of the Tennes-
see sheriff is almost on a par with, that
of the Sheriff of New York, but with this
difference, that when Ward, the wretch.
ed captive. goes out riding, or lunches at