The Red Cloud chief., 1896-08-14

remind one Of the unfortunate Queen In
Alice in Wonderland" who had lam
yesterday and jam tomorrow. but new
er jam to-day"
The Piedmont section of North Caro-
lint is fast passing into the lam to-
day" period, and one need not ask the
reason why, IL he but looks for a mo-
ment at its natural advantages.
Lying to the south Of and sheltered
by the Blue Ridge and Sauratown
ranges of mountains which divide Vir-
ginia and North Carolina, and to the
east of the extension of the same BLU
Ridge range which separate the state
Sfrom Tennessee. the sunny Piedmont
section seems to have received the most
lavish kindness of nature.
The days Of old plantation life are
fast becoming a mere fascinating tale
70 the new generation, and the spirit
Of the times is manifesting itself in the
building of new railroads, the opening
OF mines. the erection of manufactures
OF all sorts and the busy hum of indus
tries in every direction.
The glamour OF the old regime still
i. fingers like the scent Of the roses over
, some Of the North Carolina towns. but
it is fast fading. One could find no bet
ter illustration Of this fact than Green's
boro manned after General Greene of
revolutionary fame) the county seat Of
Guilford county.
Within two or three hours ride of
matchless mountain scenery, and with
a climate of unquestioned healthful-
ness, this little city of flowers" forms
an attractive gateway through which
the tourist to the palmy tropic land of
the far South passes and ofttimes lin
gers.
AS one passes through the wide elm
covered streets Of the town, he notices
1 here and there noble specimens of the
classic architecture Of ante-bellum
days. The simple, graceful columns
CLEAN out with time-chastened beauty
from the green foliage, and here and
there are the remains Of old slave
quarters, weather-beaten and MOSCOW
cred, but made beautiful by a luxuriant
growth Of ivy.
One still sees a few specimens OF tho
real old Southern gentleman" and
now and then comes across a venerable
uncle" or nanny" who can tell
those tales of 10 de wah" which will
never cease to play upon ones sympa-
4 thy and imagination. The practical
mind sees with pride the many EVIL
dences Of Northern push" In the town,
but from a purely aesthetic standpoint
one can but sigh for the days hat are
not and say with a certain old darkey
who was found summing himself on a
street corner under a great elm that
had on It's shaggy bark the name Of
the street nailed upside down: 1T GER
My does beat me up like to see you all
in sech a hurry all de time"
Just as all roads lead to Rome, how
ever, all minor points Of interest give
way to the eliminating point Of at
traction, Guilford battle-ground, five
ymiles northwest Of Greensboro, where
IN 1881 was fought the battle Of Gull
ford Court House, In which the British
army under CORVALLIS received at the
hands of the unframed troops Of Cen
eral Greene the blow under which II
staggered until 1t fell at Yorktown.
The intervening years should not eff
face that tragic record from our minds.
CORVALLIS, eager to meet the Ameri-
can army, which he had been pursuing
for ten months through mud and rain,
had marched out with flying colors to
accept the challenge Of the American