The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1884-10-07
SEVEN SISTERS.
After Years of Separation They
Unite in q Loving Celebra-
ton Yesterday.

More than century ago Griggsby Rush
was hale, vigorous young man in the state
of North Carolina. He didn't wear Prince
Albert coats, tooth pick shoes, nor Cleve
land hat. He never rode in a Pullmsn
car, neither did he ever see the Wild West
combination by electric light. II is doubt
full If he ever heard the Sedalis band, and
il is pretty certain that he never had his
mail brought to him by pretty gray uni
formed free delivery man. In fact, there
are great many luxuries, comforts and
blessings we enjoy to-day, of which
neither he nor his generation knew nor
dreamed. But then he never had TO take
his girl to an ice cream parlOr, nor to 8
modern church festival. These were some
of our miser.es he escaped
But this young man had heart in him,
and one day it huItered like a partridge,
yes, q covey of partridges, just flushed,
and when he examined the csrdsi; men,
Der, he found one of Cupid arrows stick.
ing right in it. In short, this lithe-limbed
Young continental had 'fallen in love-" and
after q wooing he led to the altar(no cards.
the rosy checked, fresh girl, to whom he
vowed the love and loyalty of his life.
(Chere were no trains to Chicago. then.l
He toiled in the inspiration of his new
found life, and children came
to bless the couples hearts and to play
around the door OF the log cabin they
called home.
One day they heard of the "land flowing
With milk end honey" which lay across
the blue mountains, the tops of which shut
out from them the setting sun. Wonder-
full stories did the buckskin encased hunt
ers tell Of this lovely land, and curiosity
grew into determination on their part to
see for themselves this magic western para
disc. They gathered. their few crude
household goods into the rough little cart,
piled the babies on top, and the emigrants,
bidding farewell to home, to father, moth
er, brotl ers, sisters and friends, started ON
their long, perilous, 'Onely journey.
Rough? Yes. Full of privatious?
Yes. Without comfort? Yes,
save the sacred comfort of
their own companionsbip They brsved,
and bsttled against, the mountain storm.
Went hungry, no doubt, to sleep on the
vet earth many night; got ioot-sore,
wearied and worn. One day the baby
took sick, and the mothers heart was
bruised more than her struggling body.
But on and on, day after day, week after
week, this little band climbed the unhewn
mountain side, until they passed over the
rarge; then adown the rugged side of
"Old Badly" and therce out into the
mstchlsss valleys, where the bluegrass
waved a welcome, typical OF that which
greets the rasger to-day, who visits Ken
tucky's big-helr men and queenly wom-
en-. They were Ia
GODS COUNTRY!
Right brave!y did these young pioneers
strike right and left to build another home.
The husband awesried his muscles of
steel, the wife was helpmeet indeed, the
bairnies toddled around in the sunshine
and right into the hearts of their loving
parents But, why linger longer in trying
TO set forth the struggles of these brave
hearts. Who has not id his old old story
OF the pioneers, their fights and their vic
tory.
The babes grew to manhood and woman
hood; manly men, womsnly women. To
the latter came lovers true, ard out under
the grand old trees, which stood like giants
on quart around the home of Griggs-
by Rush through the leaves of which
| Luna's soft light shimmered like benedic-
tine angels, there was whispered that old,
but ever new, story, which has thrilled
human hearts from Eden's bower to the
gilded court of this proud time. Out from
UNDER THE OLD ROOF TREE
huttered happy couples, with fathers
blessing upon their hesds, q mothers
prayer Of faith going with them like the
ark of the covenant.
New homes were founded, new struggles
II l. n
emisrant from over the range, had that
heart freshly thrilled with that mystic
! touch upon its chords which swept them