Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1885-09-08
FROM ARKANsAw.
What still and suhry afternoon,
recalling Tennysou's lines:

"ln the afternoon they came unto a land
| In which II seemed always afternoon
| All around the cOast tho lnnguid air did swoon
breathing IKE one that hath II weary dreanl."
When the thermometer stands at
nearly II hundred in the coolest place
and away above it IN the sun, the
readers Of the IS. H., may expect 10
read dull communication from your
Arkansaw correspondent. The most
pleasant way 10 pass the hour,
away" is 10 lie in II hammock and
read light summer reading, some
thing tnat will not fatigue the brain
10 understand, something that ''goes
Oh and on" like an old tune, and has
no real ending, as the latest romance,
"A Dixie LassIe." No trunk trage-
dies and blood-curdlmg tales of COW
boys aud Indians, but mild kind OF
sklmmed-milk sort. Mr.. Editor, you
cannot imagine how "nice" il is to
read weeK-old paper, and know
that all the "accidents" are forgotten
by this time and others taken their
place. The freshness of new hor-
or has worn oil, before it reaches this
part of the world Even General
Grants death does not excite the
public mind here rs elsewhere. We
read OF the magnificent funeral pro-
cessloI, the solemn tread of war vet
Grams, the booming ot guns and the
blaze of glory that illumes the "last
march vi the famous soldier, but ii
all seems like Il dream, too unreal for
this quiet retreat, where the storms
of the outside world die into gentle
breezes ere reaching these groves OF
pine.
The present reality is the cotton
crop OF Aarkansas, which is said to
be very large and consequently. ev-
erybOdy ought to be happy. The cot
ton is opening fast and soon the field
will be covered with what some rath-
er imaginative poet calls "Summer's
snOw."
This is the season for chills and
fever, and the country doctors are
kept busy, rolling out talomel and
quinine pills. Ii amy of the South
Keutuckians desire 70 experience an
"old fashioned ague," let them come
down in Arkansaw and they can be
supplied "Iree of charge" The Ken
tuckians are too intent OH seeing
pleasure, and think if any people in
the world enjoy life they certainly do
Jerry Blossom, of Crab Orchard fame,
says,the bluegrass country, "beats the
world for fair women, fast horses,
fine ,whiskey and fun!" The third
"item" should have been omitted,
not that there is any doubt of its
truth, only the impression might 90
abroad that Kentucky is not the most
temperate state in she Union, and
how would that agree with her great
prosperity. l wonder if the rs. X"
readers would care to have a few
"local laconics" from the "Albu-
querque Evening Democrat little
paper published out in New Mexico.
1 copy several by way of variety
"Charley Montaldo, who figured
prominently in this city few years
ago is now in Leadville, doscn to
bedrock" Charles Gildersleeve is to
start Democratic paper in Sante
Fe. For Gods sake what have the
good people Of that village done
"If Reddy Gilmore was half as lucky
at stealing girls hearts as he is at
stealing bases he would not have to
depend on his good looks to get mar
ried." "''Love comes from the heart and
not from the skin. If you have to
eat corn-bread, while your neighbor
munches pound-cake, feel sorry for
your neighbor because he has every
thing and is still not satisfied" How
is the last for advice?
These beautiful moonlight evening,
there must be power of flirting go
ing on at Dawson, Cerulean and other
favorlte Springs. 10 live on sentiment
and sulphur water, iron and iuspir-
alton, howdelightful. i see that Olive
Branch is making this summer to
be remembered by sailing on Lake
Michigan. On reading her interes-
ting letters it almost seemed sweet
reality, and l was back again in Chi
cago, watching the CLEAN of the
white sails in tile blue waters, or
dazzled by the electric lights in front
of McVickers or the Palmer House.
"Life is worth living" when we can
truly enjoy all that is lovely in art
and glorious in nature. This letter
is growing lengthy for your patient
readers, and as Goethe declared "To
write prose one must have something
TO say" I'm afraid I've failed to
follow that rule, but please remember
| am in the South ami it is August
weather. M, V. ID.
Done in Six Months.