The Brookhaven leader., 1885-11-19
Pilrsdes HIS Journey
to Bogue ChItto.

ADAM ale from Ihe iliupiu
spring that flows from the gravel
hill to the right of the road, we Wis
tied the little mill presided over by
the evcr-cheeriul, one-armed miller,
Mr.. Philips. Philips never com
plains of being cripple-he hardly
seems to know it. Unless you re-
mind him that he has but one arm
and hand be docs not seem to Tecog-
nize the fact. He accomDlishes as
much as other men with two hands
and does it without 1uurmur. lie
makes full hand with pillow or hoe
and handles bags of corn with
graceful facility. What noble ex-
ample of the highest type of genu-
inc manhood docs this good old mil
Ter present What a rebuke TO the
lugubrious grumbler, blessed with
health and physical perfection ]!
Providence seems to compensate
"earth's weary children" whom he at
ilicts with the loss OF limbs or sight,
by giving them cheerful courage to
endure what TO others seems unen.
durable. Who ever heard Of man
with wooden legs or blind man
committing suicide? Look at the
poor accomplishing man who, with
out feet and almost without legs,
slides daily about the pavement OF
your city, politely soliciting nickel
in return for quid pro quo in the
shape of "shine." He seems 50
well content with his lot rs almost to
forbid cOmmiseration.
There comes to our minds eye, as
we write one, of the loveliest ladies
Of your city. We have known her
from her earliest childhood. Many
years have passed since her birth,
but she has never seen the light of
single day. Mornings have come
and gone, but drought TO her no
day" For many summers has she
heard the music of birds, inhaled
the perfume of flowers, and felt the
beautiful things of earth, but never
been permitted to behold them. In
the midst of this thick darkness,
who ever saw her otherwise than
cheerful and contented? She is the
pride Of one of your churches. She
is hardly ever absent from her place
| in the choir, and when she is absent,
she is missed by all. She is remarka-
Bile vocalist and performs exquisite
ly on organ and piano, as nearly all
your readers well know. Pleasant
have always been her surroundings.
Tue oldest and favorite child of
worthy parents, constantly solicit
Gus for her welfare, with many kind
friends and relatives, her darkencd
pathway has been strewn with in
visible roses. Her energetic father
has ever been devoted to her and
his ringing laughter scares away the
blues. May he and his accomplish
ed daughter live long to laugh and
sing dull care away" and when
laughter and song shall fail, if they
ever do, then, old boy, again "bring
out the fiddle and the bow" and all
clouds will vanish from the sky.
We. next visited the farm Of Matt
Smith, and found him and his bro
Their enjoying an hour Of rest on the
front gallery Of his residence. They
gave US q hearty welcome. Every
thing about the place in
dicates industry and prosperity.
They live in a log house, but it is
large, neat and comfortable, with
ut-buildings to correspond. They
have made an excellent crop, having
more corn than the old cribs will
hold. They were found full, and
still they had over a hundred bar
rels TO gather, necessitating the con-
struction of new crib. These
young men have come up since the
war, and belong to that energetic
and economical class of the New
South that is making the wilderness
blossom like the rose. Matt is a
good talker, good listener and a
first-rate Laughter. So he is most
companionable fellow; all the re-
suit of good health, buoyant youth
and a plenty of meat and bread
Full corn cribs, fat cattle, horses
and hogs, with yard full of turkeys
chickens and noisy geese, and lots
of delicious homemade molasses
make November a pleasant month tC
the farmer.
Irving Magee is model farmer
His place is highly improved and
well-managed. His buildings are
handsomely located on the pine hills