Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1890-06-05
Trout Fishing in ceonee.
-GConespondoaco Camp Eows, Pi,ila.
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WALIiALLA, 5. C.,IApril 28, 1900
/ have been on trip to the Blue
Ridge mountains, and | will give
you short account of it. Con. G.
a. Washburn, an old veteran from
Connecticut, makes Walhalla his
home at present, and he often gives
me an invitation to go cunning and
fishing With him, and when he pro-
posed to go to White Water for n
day or two, ! accepted the invita-
ton. We loft Walhalla bright and
early Wednesday morning, in the
Generals bran new turnout, for the
mountains. "Old Fox" the Gone
rafs horse, was full of spirits and
capcred around like q colt. Before
night, however, he wns very docile,
and when we struck the rough noun
tain roads he needed little urging.
Driving through the country is
always pleasant in the spring, but
when ycu add mountain scenery it
becomes enchanting. Walhalla is
really u mountain town, as it is 1860
feet above the sea level, with the
Blue Ridge in plain sight. From
here to the mountains the rise is
quito rapid and 700 additional feet
arc added in a few miles. White
Water is twcnty-ono miles from
Walhalla, and is just fairly into the
mountains proper. We enjoyed the
trip through the glcns and dalcs,
with laurel, dog wood, and sweet
scented dog-tooth violcts on every
side. After the first ten miles we
hardly met living being, except at
the isolated farm houses. AZ one
farm house we met q man, and stop
ped and chattcd awhile with him.
llc brought us some cool water and
in return the General, with twin
kle in his eye, asked him if he would
have little "corn" in exchange.
The man beat around the bush for
awhile, evidently thinking he wanted
to get a little "mountain dew" as
the CORN whiskcy is called, that all
the mountainecrs know where to
find without much trouble or expense
to themselves. But when he found
we wanted to treat him, he expressed
a willingness in Il decidedly friendly
manner, and we resumed our Jour
ncy. a large adder glidcd across
the roadway at one point and was
gone before we hardly saw his glis-
tcning sides. At n water ford we
also saw a moccassin. had no desire
to interview their licgc highness, but
the General regretted that he had
not got a rap at the big adder.
We stopped up on the mountain
side in pleasant little grove and
enjoyed our lunch, old Fox included.
About four o'clock we met Mr..
Nicholson, who was to be our host,
and received Il cordial greeting. The
General Immediately made known
our desire to do justice to trout
supper. Mr.. Nicholson smiled and
told us to tell the boys when we got
to the house. n little further along
We met two brawny young farmer
lads, and soon found them to be
sons OF Mr.. Nicholson. One of
them, whom we soon found to be
Doctor Nicholson, promptly agreed
to catch string of trout for our
supper, and he was as good rs his
word, and before dark we sat down
to a tempting dish of the finest trout
in the lcighborhood. soon found
that "Doctor" was the given name
of our young friend, and had no
reference to tho medical fraternity.
| have seen three parties since I
came South who rejoice in the same
odd sounding name, and it is as com
mon rs Arthur, and similar names
not heard every day.
Thursday morning it raincd and
We had Il chance to rest us little,
and after dinner we hitchcd M Enx
and started for White Water, two
miles distant, to enjoy a little fish
ing. There was not room enough
in the buggy for "Doc," so he started
ahead Of us with gun over his
shoulder, with the long swinging
step Of the momtainccr, and his
trusty dog at his heels. About half
4 mile up the road We heard the
sharp crack Of his gun, and when We
reached him he threw us in n dove.
It's soft, pretty plumagc was as glossy
as silk and it seemed a pity to kill
the innocent thing. Two more shots
in rapid succession made the noun
tain sides ring, and pair of rabbits
were thrown into the buggy. We
reached White Water at two o'clock,
and glancing up the valley from the
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