National Republican., 1885-03-04

Which She Passed, and the People Whom
She sAu-LNidenees OF Energy and Pros.
pcrity in Atlanta and Elsewhere.
NEW ORLEA rs, Feb. 16.-When one
stnrts for the su uny south il is something
of disa ppoint ment to find for many
hours that the principal objects in tho
laudscape are men cutting ice With axes,
and YOU begin to feel as If you had made
a mistake and stavted inadvertently 70
Maine. But when just below Manassas
lady gets in who explains to her escort
that she is "afrad she made him
right smart trouble by having to
hurry 40. and she knew she ought
to started be'o' to catch the
Kyars," we know We are in the right
train. We arc confirm ed in this impress
sion by seeing big enclosure marked
Confederate Dead" That makes some
past things seem real to us and reminds
us that good many years ago soldiers
were tramping and lighting and dying
on these muddy roads, at which we look
comfortably from behind the big clear
panes of the Pullman. We do not re-
member them long, however, and think
II | wore dead soldier 1 would find
this slight and patroni2ing remembrance
rather more exasporating than entire
torgetfulness. -
WE ARE SOON DISTRACTED
by the sight of the Virginia fried chicken
which appears at Charlottesville, beauti.
fully Drowned and neatly arranged
on white-covered little tables, set
casually down by the roadside,
whence it is dispensed by several
aged darkeys who seem to be
carefully gotten mp for effect. OF course
all the men in the train fall upon the
chicken as IL thoy had not seen food for a
fortnight. Whether IL is voracity OF only
idleness do not kno W, but have yet to
see the man on a railway train who eau
let an opportunity for partaking of food
escape him. On this road the opportuni-
ties are abundant, and present startling
variety as to the menu.
At Cleveland, place to fame unknown,
but chosen for US by tho powers tnat be
as our breakfast place, we encounter
meal that is truly remarkable. When we
enter we find henped upon the table
steak, pork-chops, fish, fried eggs, oat-
meal, biscuits, corn bread, ham, fsh-balls,
potatoes, and other little items, all ar
ranged in what are apparently little soap
dishes, and all, without exception, stone
cold. There is one thing hot, and
that is what they call in the Ian
guage of flattery, coffee. but it
has such o weird and unearthly taste that
the bravest daro not venture upon 1t.
Encouraged by our vivacious landlord, +,
who stands in the middle of the floor and
prncaims from time to time that we have
plenty of time, we all carefully taste
cnch article on the table-and that is all.
Every few minutes the landlord bounds
into the kitchen through the open door,
of which we can see all too plainly the
chaos that reiRns there, and shouts Now
then, boys, cakes all round "
THIS INSPIRING COMMAND
is followed by n sortie of colored youths
bearing plates of buckwheat cakes OF
leaden hue and weight, and the landlord
fairly rubs his hands with rapture at
the thought of h W We will enjoy this
delicacy. There was o party Of young
men who guyed him numerically, assur.
ing him that they had never tasted such
q breakfast-which may easily have been
true-and that they would never come
that way without stopping for another
He accepted their most howery compli
ments with the modest grace Of conscious
merit.
At Atlanta, where we dined, the con
trast was so sharp as almost to take oui
breath away. At the Kimball House, al
elegant new hotel, far SURPRISING IL
architecture and furniture any hotel II
Washington, we had such beautiful ant
elaborate dinner. so complete in all IL
courses and so finished in every detail o
silver, china, and glass, that we trembleC
for the bill. However, it did not seem t,
be n matter of the slightest importanc
TO any one whether you paid your bill
or not aud when we hnall,
after prolonged search, found the cashie
and pressed tho money upon him, th
smslness Of the amount surprised u
even more than tho elegance of the din
ner. We stayed in Atlanta some tim,
but saw little to interest us in the tow
that they call the Chicago of tho south.
Every man and boy in the place SCENE
to be either smoking or chewing tobacco
which impaired a dingy and unwhol'
some atmosphere to the town. suppo'
no place looks attractive though, wit
its original mud
MIXED WITH HALF-MEITED SNOW.
When we woke up in Georgia and foun
the ground covered with snow we felt "
had been lured south under false pr
tences, especially as we had to wac
through it up to our ankles to get to oil
breakfast. it never having occurred
our enterprising landlord to have pal
cleared. We had missed in our journt
the summers greenery, but the winter
soft blues and grays. the warm brow
and terra-cottas of the fields and the hill
crested with delicate tracery of ba
branches against q cold blue sky had
subtle beauty Of their own. But the
is no beauty about this kind of sno'
1t fills up no wrinkles, softens no defec
OF the landscape. only lies in dull, vi
slightly heaps. and dingy, muddy patche
and causes every passenger on long AT
crowded train to feel it his Christi,
duty to inquire loosely, rs this VIII
You call tho sunny south % until y
loathe that remark almost. as much
YOU do as this hot enough for you"
the summer time. We bear our dIsa
pointment as best We may, in feeble in
tation Of the
LOVELY SPIRIT OF THE CoLoRED YOU
who, at one of our stopping plac
brought cup Of tea to one Of the lad
in the car. She complained of its bel
tepid, as it might naturally be, havi
been carried uncovered in the snow
about square.
WELL" he replied, piouSly, ''its
Lords will We hab to take sich weatf
us de Lord choose tosend US"
But in spite of the snow We are
minded at Atlanta that we are really
Dixie by the sign in the depot, "ColoI
Waiting Room" Here At least whate,
he may be legally he is not yet social!
man and brother. Perhaps ono reas
is because there are so many Of him.
every ono Of the hundreds Of little cab
we pass the train brings TO the door
entire family in assorted sizes, from
withered old crone, bent double over
stick, aud whose nose aud chin meet o.
the clay pipe she Is smoking, down to
shining black baby in its mothers Ari
ia g.,a ,tn nd a.,