The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1892-07-12
TROTWOOD'S MISCELLANY.

TROTWOOD'S MISCELLANY.
Thanks be to cod who gave to the
Indians the dread Of dogs and the love
of horses" said Charlotte Reeves Rob
ertsou, wife of James Robertson, the
pioneer hunter who founded Nashville
on Christmas, I.9.
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Those were peIilous times then.
Robertson was the first man to bring
band of immigrants into what is now
Tennessee. Out of the 256 souls he
brought to Nashville 80 were killed in
60 days and 81 in three months. An
drew Jackson was among that brave
lot who were spared.
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One night over 1000 Indians broke IL
t. the fort, some OF whom, in their
efforts to capture the horses of the
whites, made n gap in their lines.
Robertson's wife opened a gate and set
the dogs on them and between the
horses and dogs together the whites
escaped. Hence her remark above.
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Robertson ought not to be mentioned
without saying something OF that other
noted Tennessean-his contemporary
and friend, John Sewer. With $50 men
Sewer turned the tide of battle at Kings
Mountain, which really turned the tide
of the war.
His biographer, Gilmore, says of him:
"H Q was in the service of his country
from boy of eighteen until he died at
the age of seventy. During all this
period he was a leader of men and
prime mover in important events.
His sway was potent and undisputed
in civil and military affairs"
1t is a poor excuse to offer an apology
for things we should never have been
guilty of doing. Some people apologize
so freely it should cease to be con-
sidered in earnest.
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1t may be a little strange to some peO-
pie, but it is nevertheless true, that two
thirds of the battles of the Revolutions
ry war, and the battle of New Orleans,
were fought and won by Southern men.
To this add most of the fighters in the
Mexican war and the fact that the Pres
ident who was elected on the issue of
that war came from Columbia,
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Therefore, young man of Columbia,
and of the South in general, go out to
the Arsenal grounds Wednesday and
when that flag goes up for the first time,
yell as loud as you please; it is yours;
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The Union, as government, was not
responsible for the civil war. The old
lady had nothing to do with it. She was
busy setting hens when her two boys
got into that hair-pulling.
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Ladies and gentlemen, stock-raisers
and fellow-citizens, as you read the ac-
count of the riots up yonder, are you not
glad you live in peaceful country,
where the springs trickle DER pebbly
stones, the green grass grows all around
and the lowing herd winds slowly DER
the lea?
Where every horse is blooded, every
COW registered, every sheep tabulated,
every pig boasts proud ancestry and
even the jacks have extended pedi-
grees? Where man himself is pure
blooded-either pure blood American
or a simon pure nigger-no Turks-nor
Rush nor devils generally?
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Where our horses and not our
women are fast; our whisky and not
our girls are old; our pixies and not our
minds are narrOw-and our buttermilk
may always be found fresh in the
spring?
Suppose they do make a little more
than we do, are they as happy? Do
they have half the fun? Do they ever
lay a crop by and go fishing? Or SOW
wheat and go hunting? Or feed and
house the stock in winter and go court
ing, or pillow and plant the crop in the
spring and go marrying? No, no;
thew seem to be eternally at work up
| there hunting iron-and when they get
| it they don't stop till they put ham
mer and a trigger to it. Be contented,
| fellow citizen.
'.The mountain and the squirrel had quar-
rel and the former called the latter,
little prig.
Bun replied: You are, doubtless very big:
But all kinds of winus and weather
Must be taken in together,
To make up year and sphere.
III not deny you make very pretty squir-
rel tract;
Talents differ; all is well and wisely put,
Though 1 cannot carry forests on my back
Neither can you a nut crack"
Emerson, from memory.
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Henry Cabot Lodge, in his recent life
of Washington, is authority for the
statement that Weems, the cherry-tree
biographer of George w, was an I'M
! mitigated liar. and that all of his stories