The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1885-10-24
THE SUNNY SOUTH
A Graphic Description of a South
ern Town.
Rev. J. N. Marsh Gives His Impress
si0ns Of Mississippi.

The following letter, written by
Rev. j. N. Marsh to his friends in
this place, we are permitted to pub
fish through the courtesy of his sis
ter, Miss Ollie. The letter is de-
scriptive of his observations in
quaint Mississippi town and will be
read with interest by our people:
KoscIUsKo, MISS, Oct. 10, 1885.
Dear Friends at Home:-My days
work is done and finds me very tired,
indeed; but / know l owe you let
ter and will try, this time, to give
you some of the most important
events and interesting adventures
since i arrived here. 1t may not be
equal, in some respects at least,
to Gulliver's Travels, but before l
get through you will, doubtless, come
to the conclusion that am in land
where pigmies and other strange an
imals and things may be found, If
not giants, horses able to talk like
men, and all the other marvellous
sights and sounds seen and describ-
ed by the famous CULVER.
The antiquated town of Koscidsko
itself has fantastic appearance, and
with its stately old court house sur
rounded by gnarled and aged oaks,
seems to throw over its inhabitants
kind of sensation as of the long
gone middle ages, when the gallant
knights rode forth to test their skill
in the tournaments. And when the
bright, soft moon-beams lend their
charm, then the Kosciusko lover
steals forth, like the immortal Icha-
bod Crane, to play with the delicate
little white hand of his dear Kathri-
ma Van Tassel
One evening while breathing in
the atmosphere of this delicious SEN
timent and while beholding the gor-
geous sunsetIscenes and surrounding
objects, we were filled with poetic
inspiration, iresistibly exclaming:
Oh! land of the sweet sunny South,
Oh land of the Mississippi mule
Oh land of sand and swine and
Goats and niggers and owls and
Bats and frogs and mosquitoes and
| Lizards sing GODDESS,
Heavenly Muse!
Thus, with falling barometer we
were opening up our first canto, when
suddenly and without warning a ne
gro minstrel troupe struck up on the
"Goldren Slippers" thereupon the
dignified billy goat capered with APP
probation, and the braying of an ass
bore my song away and it was forev-
er lost in the mighty rushing tide of
life. Then we quietly turned our
thoughts to politics.
The Phoenix of democracy has
arisen from it's ashes. To the san
guine southern politician it is like
the raven of Edgar A. Poe. 1t has
perched itself just above each cham
Der door and will depart never, never
more.
In Mississippi the blacks stand to
the whites as 6 to 5 lin W. Va. as l
to 2l). All offices of honor or trust
are occupied by the whites-who
are mostly democrats-and yet the
colored voters are, we are informed,
mainly republicans. They have
been so, doubtless, through fear, in
the event of change of government,
of being reduced to their former
condition of slavery. The past few
months of democratic administration
have done much to remove this
groundless apprehension, They have
been convinced that they can vote
the democratic ticket with safety, so
it ought not to be matter of sur
prise if many Of the doubtful States
in the south should, for years to
come, be easily carried by democrat
ic voters; and this is not to be re-
GREETED by the friend of honest poll
tics and good government in most of
those States, and this notwithstand
ing the soundness of republican
principles.
The social circulation here is
strong and rapid. There is more of
tendency to social fusion Of all
classes than is generally observed
elsewhere. We have bankers and
brick layers, mechanics and mer-
chants, lawyers, farmers, day labor
ers, saloon keepers, clergymen, prize
fighters, editors, and book-agents,
drummers and professors, all min
gled and commingled in the common
hurry and struggle of life.
Drummers, specially, are multi
form, multifarious, like the leaves
that strew the brooks in Valambrosa.
At one end of the line there is the
universal drummer portly speci-
men of humanity who keeps his
world of samples in as many as
twenty trunks, travels night and day,
makes it point to strike your hotel
after midnight and go laundering
through the hall with all those TWEEN
ty trunks, like Jupiter descending
Mt. Olympus, with sense of his
own personal dignity and impor-
lance which grows till it becomes
fairly majestic. And then there is
the dapper little chewing gum drum
mer, with his thousand distinct sam
Piles of fine chewing gum-"chewing
gum is my speciality. Nothing but
chewing gum, sir, "(or miss) says
pomatum mustache and spider legs.
Bnt these are only slight phases of
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