The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1894-08-29
Notes Of Travel.

Monday morning, July 23d, bid
wife and children good bye, and as [
go through Batesburg and Leesville
I find the farmers busy loading
''melons," and my experience is the
more you raise, the poorer you get,
as the market for them is limited and
is easily busted. I noticed the new
brick building of Matthews & Bouk
night at Leesville is nearing compile
ton.
Tuesday morning finds me at Mt.
Pleasant church, where Brothers
Shealy and Ballentine are conduct
ing protracted meeting. Oh, how
fast my mind carries me back to boy
hood days as meet my friends and
schoolmates of days long gone by.
Times may change, but friends true
and tried will not. 7 was made the
guest of Mr.. J. R. W. Sease Tuesday
evening, one that feels like a father
to me. Mr.. Sease's fine crop and
stock shows his rank among the far
mers of that vicinity.
Ispent Tuesday night with Mr.. s.
S. Lindler and found him busy teach
ing. He has fine school at Lexing-
ton Baptist church, where he has
been for several years. Mr.. Lindler
is a model teacher, and besides he is
one of those kind hearted Christian
gentlemen, whose hands and home
are ever open to receive his many
friends. Indeed this is a Christian
home. 'Tis here that infant lips are
taught to lisp the name of Jesus at
a pious mothers knee. [ shall never
forget the kindness received at Mr..
Lindler's. His kind wife never tires
administering to the wants of her
guests.
Wednesday finds me back at Mt.
Pleasant at the meeting, where [ en-
ioyed communion with friends and
a good meeting. This is the closing
day of the meeting and all seem loath to
leave the church. Your scribe gets
wet as it continues to rain.
I spent Wednesday night with Mr..
NJ. l.. Warner and wife, both old
schoolmates. How I enjoyed 'the
hospitality of this home. Mr.. War.
ner is a fine farmer and he takes
much pride in showing his fields of
corn and cotton. He has a very fine
crop. I think his hogs will get tired
of corn, for he has a large per cent
in corn and it is clean and we'll cared.
I was loathed to leave this home, but
duty urged me forward. [ spent an
hour at Mr.. Silas Rallentine's. He
has the finest apples I have seen this
season, and, besides, [ think he has
the best matured cotton I have seen
in this vicinity.
Thursday night I took shelter at
my old friend, P. G. Taylor's. I
found him gone to Columbia and did
not get home until late hour that
night. I always feel at home here.
Nothing is ever left undone to make
one comfortable at Mr.. Taylor's. He
has a very fine crop. His cotton is
extra forward
Friday morning, accompanied by
Mr.. Taylor and wife, [ started for
Shiloh Methodist church where
Brothers Phillips and Abney have
been conducting meeting for five Or
six days. This is the church Of my
choice in by gone days. Over 20
years ago I was at this place and de-
termined to change my coursein life,
though Is years ago [ moved my
membership to Batesburg, and this
is the first time since that I have
worshipped here. Ny heart is made
to bleed as I near the church for it
is here that I in the past four
years have laid father and mother
side by side in the silent tomb and
as 1 look upon the graves [ wonder.
how long we shall be separated.
God help me to meet them when the
storms of life are over. Brother
Phillips preached grand sermon on
the Prodigal's return home, and as
this was my day to return home, it
made me feel quite homely. left
Shiloh at l o'clock for home. Imust
say that this has been a week much
enjoyed.
Mr.. Editor, the crops in my round
this week are beyond a doubt very
fine. Just at dark I drove up to my
cottage home, and as I hear the
sound of little feet and the prattle of
childrens' tongues I am made to feel
that there is still no place on earth
like home. More anon.
g. NJ. ADAMS.
Batesburg, S. G., August 3, 1894.