The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-09-02

in the matter, had a solid train made up
and with the inscription, Georgia to SUI
fering Kansas it was sent hurrying on to
our friends beyond the Mississippi
"Those of us who contributed our mite
to this worthy object thought no more of
the matter further than to be assured that
our contribution had been gratefully re-
ceived and applied in relieving the wants
of the needy, but proud, though humble,
sequel to this sad story fell to the lot of a
party of Georgians on the Sth of July last.
The National Educational Association was
to meet in Denver, and two heavy trains
of Pullman sleepers were carrying the
southern delegation, many of whom were
Georgians, over those broad and dreary
plains between Kansas City and Denver.
nAbout 9 o'clock in the morning our
trains came to halt in the midst of the
desert, near the little station of Winona,
Kan, and we soon learned to our great
disappointment that owing to a washout
on the road a few miles ahead We should
be delayed several hours, and perhaps
more. AS far as the eye could reach Moth
ing but vast billowly sea OF low, fiat
hills appeared. Not a single tree was in
sight, and the evidences of human life
were feebly represented by a rude hut
here and there made of rejected cross
ties and covered with earth, or by a
simple 'dug-out at wide intervals over the
plain, from whose humble portals there
sometimes peeped the pale face of some
rancher's wife. surrounded by half dozen
frowzly-headed, but sweet-faced children.
THE dreary hours of our long delay
dragged slowly by, and in spite Of the nov
city of the scene around US, the boundless
plain, the cloudless sky. and the mirage
which a seething summer sun had wrought
into a miracle of beauty apparently for our
special benefit. a keen sense of hunger
soon led us to realize the seriousness of
axF~ eli ion rfr I.d d,
desert several hundred miles from an ad-
equate supply of food. Nearby were two
rude huts made of old cross ties and mud
over 'dug-out,' in which lived some
women and children in the most primitive
manner. These poor, but kind hearted la
dies served many a cup of coffee to our
hungry party, and, indeed, did all in their
power to minister to our wants, and many
a nickel, for that was their modest charge
for a cup of good coffee, and Unchanged
quarters, too, for that matter, found its
way into their slender purses. Just be-
fore we left a tall, dgnified gentleman
with long gray whiskers and a kindly face,
who had just refreshed himself with
cup of coffee and a slice of bread, prepared
by one of these humble ladies, CHANGED to
question her about her isolated situation.
Quite a sad story was told of the hard
ships of such life which enlisted our
fullest sympathy.
Out dohtu lIc tail benAltIidug MHO
still stood at the threshold of that rude
home, do you not sometimes suffer in
winter here?' Yes replied the pale
faced woman, we often do suffer for
want of food, fuel and clothing; indeed,
1 think we all would have starved to
death last winter if the good people of
the south had not come to our aid with
the necessaries of life"
land do you know asked the gentle
man, what state sent you foodY Yes
said the woman, 1T was Georgia. We
shall always remember with heartfelt
gratitude her generosity, and we shall
never forget her noble-hearted governor
who sent us train load of provisions in
our Distress
% And do you know asked one of a
large group of Georgians standing
around. as he pointed to the tall gentle
man who had been questioning her, do
you know who this gentleman is?' No.
said the woman, as she looked into the
eyes of the strangely interested party.
This said the second speaker, is Gov
ernor Northen of Georgia
The scene was a dramatic one. The
tears ran down her care-worn cheeks as
she thanked again our honored governor,
for it was indeed he, and every Geor-
gians heart shared the proud feeling
that must have pervaded even more fully
the breast of Gov. Northen as he stood
upon this truly dramatic scene. The
story is not without it's lessons of the
highest Christian virtues, and the scene
itself is worthy OF the painters brush"