Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-08-17

made the chief attraction to Virginia
slghtseers and tourists, for in all
America there is no such treat to
the eye as is to be had up there
among the clouds. People have not time
for the descriptive, and hence nothing more
Will be said than that it is worth trip
from Hong Kong, and that it and the Nat
things people never tire visiting.
A year ago Mr.. William R. Miller, OF
Baltimore, purchased the entire mountain
on which the main peak is located, and for
awhile all Eastern America were specula-
ting upon the feasibility of his plans. For
phenomenal things were purposed, and ii
was to be the wonder of the States So the
work went on, and on; and one day Mr..
Miller died, and now the Peaks of Otter
remain as they did on that last day of Mr..
Miller's earthly existence, tempting, tow
ering bit of hill top. whereon the ingenious
speculator might safely turn his sands into
gold. What wonder that it has not been
done beforel
EARLY AND THE CRACKERS.
One cannot think of the neighborhood OF
Lynchburg without the familiar mental
picture of "Ole Gin'ral Juble" A. Early,
stopped in shoulders, looking worn and
weather-stained, with hands clasped behind
him, walking up and down before the door
of the National Hotel, where he makes his
home. Between here and New Orleans he
has lived for the past several years; and
though some hard things have been said
about him, there are those at Lynchburg
who can tell you of noble traits and deeds in
behalf of friends and relatives. They will
also tell you of story which perhaps is not
familiar in print, to this effect: II
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the late "unpleasantness," where it is
charged the General fed his troops on crack
ers and water for breakfast, water and
crackers for dinner, and no supper at all.
And one day he rode along in front of the
troops drawn up in review, when the word
'crackers" was heard to go along the line al
his heels. At every salute came the echo oil
that malicious "crackersP' The General
heard it, and it was too much for him.
Wheeling suddenly around in his saddle he
cooked his pistol, and pointing it at the
troops said in voice keyed to the scream
I of hawk-thus the story goes: 'Now
look ahear, when Central Lee rides by, you
salute General Lee;' but if General Early
rides by you say 'crackersl' Now the first
burned fellow who says 'crackers'-I'm m
going to Kill imp
SENATOR DANIELS AT HOME.
WESTERLY" is the home of Major John
W. Daniel, within reach Of good glass
from the Peaks of Otter. and but one mile
from Lynchburg. Here the Major lives
during the heated term as much as his pub
lie duties will permit. In the midst Of his
interesting family Mr.. Daniel is seen at his
best, whose better elsewhere might well
serve as superlative. And pretty Julia
Murrell that was, has lost none of her charm
and grace after these years of public life and
domestic duties and anxieties, and il
is difficult to tell whether she is more in her
element as Mrs. Senator Daniel or as plain
Mrs. Daniel, at home. Two bright boys,
and three younger though none the fairer
le-Julia-Mu Murrells-over-again. make
up the household. Major Daniel is at
present much interested in his blooded
horses; and all are sensitive to the rapture
OF horseback riding. Mrs. Daniel and
Carrie the eldest daughter, are frequently
to be seen dashing over the roads and hills
around. WILMER WELLINGTON.