Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1886-04-02

II child's desire for amusement, it APP
pearcd that he had conceived Il design to
aid his business and worked it out in
mastery manner. He put his paper
among his flowers so that it could be
read, and started off again. The boys
were around the next morning selling pa
pers and when left the one that was on
hand babe me good bye.
We left Richmond in rain. Il warm
rain. As we reached North Carolina the
peach trees were in blossom and the cher
ries well budded. but not leaved. North
Carolina we consider the gem State of
the South, both in its scenery and the
character of its people. The scenery.
though, of this part of the State is simply
flat. 1t is the home of the Great Dismal
Swami. several others almost a large.
but back from the coast come swelling
lands. well-placed villages, and, still fur
the Appalachian range. OF these | hope
to write more further on.
On the coast line, the town of Wilson
is an especially pretty place, and we
think would be Il desirable place to stop
at for those who want to try new To-
cation.
Charleston, the sparkling city of the
South retains only in part its old-time
brilliancy; war, and railroads, and other
forces of time, have taken from it much
of its prestige, but its historic promi-
hence remains, and it will be long much
visited by tourists. The Southern Hotel
is one of the best of old hotels i'm the
South, and eXcellently kept now by
Nermonter; its head clerk, Mr.. Powers.
being also from Brandon. 1t was very
early on Sunday morning, or, as Smith
Beckwith would say late Saturday night,
when | reached Charleston. strolled
out toward church time, sunny and
warm but windy day, the same day that
big snow storms are reported North from
Maine to Iowa. | first went into the st.
Michaels church. The chimes, and beau
tiful chimes they are. the most so. | think,
of any | ever heard, were ringing forth
across the bay to the islands and over
this old city to the fiat lands, old hymn
tunes, the oldest and most familiar that
we have; though | recognized among
them that lively revivalist air:
"Thcy looked like men in uniform,
They looked like men of war;
The chimes continued ringing for some
time after entered the church. Slowly
the congregation gathered. and at last the
usual Episcopal service began. This
church, said to he after design of Chris
TOPPER Wren. was finished in l7G0. and
with the exception of the chancel window
remains unaltcred. The galleries sur
round three Sides S in the Congregations
in straight line and high-backed. The
church is somewhat short. otherwise
very beautiful one.
Leaving before the Sermon.I Straved up
the street further to the Presbyterian
church. Il larger and newer building.
entered this in time to hear very elo-
quent discourse from its pastor. the Rev
Mr.. Thompson. Mr.. Thompson, | learn
ed. was a nation of Virginia and had
preached in Tennessee. He was a colon
el in the Confederate cavalry during the
war. is Il most fascinating man. and Il
natural orator. At one point he illus
| trated his discourse with an anecdote of
the late Senator Foote of Vermont.
| left Charleston Sunday evening and
came to this place. Silently through the
fiat pine lands the train stole its way.
Southern railroads are very different now
from what they were twelve years ago.
The tracks are in much better condition !:
the cars and engines tirst-class. and the
time made very creditable, about %
miles an hour. The largest hotel at
Aiken, built and run by Connecticut
man, was full. | was sent from this to
the next largest, owned by the same pro-
prietor, and have very comfortable quar-
tiers. They sent me down at night with
a single carriage. The horse, apparently
pretty good one. SHE'D at everything
| took the reins in my hands it was the
first time for weeks. "Now. my lad"
said, lets see what you can do" \
strong quick pull from me; the horse :
head was thrown up. No more shy
ing: he shot ahead aS straight as an
arrow. 1t sent my thoughts back into
Vermont; thewhcelS rolled again along
her hard roads. The maple trees and the
stones: the Spruces of the gloomy noun
tain; the farm houses of humble but
homelille aspect the school house with
its sturdy scholars: the wales below. and
the mountains beyond; all came up again
a. have seen them 80 many times when
driving, with our own Morgan horses, so
beautiful and so fleet; and above, over
the panorama of mountains, over the line
of the river andthe extension of the wales,
was the clear blue sky. j. b.
] The late Mark Partisan i'm sppuL inp