The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1897-06-24

pie. especially the Georgia railroad,
whose exhibit makes every Georgian
feel proud. Besides the beautiful show
of grain, fresh from the harvest fields,
there are minerals of almost every
kind from the granite of Stone
Mountain to the gold and precious
stones of Hall county. Just i'm
agine a solid granite obelisk split
out in the rough aud unhewn that is
forty feet high and five feet square at
the base and that weighs 10000
pounds. Then there is the Louisville
and Nashville, and the Plant system,
and the Seaboard Air Line that the
wondering visitor will not fail to see.
Well, now, of course, everybody
knows tha. every man and corporation
and state will show up the very best
they have got, for that is just human.
An good old country woman will put
the cleanest eggs and the finest apples
on top of the basket when she goes to
town. But If the average products Of
our industry and resources are nearly
as good as those exhibits there We have
q wonderful country. Let o stranger
look from the car windows as he rides
along and he will not be surprised
when he gets to Nashville, for Just now
it is harvest time and the scenery is as
pretty as a picture. l remember that
1 doubted the propriety of the Atlanta
exposition, but it proved itself wise
educational measure and now the Ten.
nessee Centennial is already grand
success and will grow into greater i'm
portance as the weeks roll on. Soon
the farmers will have more leisure and
at the low rates of travel will avail
themselves of this great privilege
this kindergarten for their wives and
children. And my faith is that of all
classes, the farmer is the best able to
60, and will reap the greatest profit
from his visit. Just think what is
thrown in free to delight the senses
what beautiful grounds and shady
walks; what beauty of architecture,
what wonderful paintings and works
of the sculptor's art, and what grand
fireworks by night, and what delicious
music by day! Where else can he
hear Sousa and Innes with their or
chestras without going a thousand
milas--and where that sweetest of all
music, the piano, when it is touched
by masters hand? Away back in
the forties I thought my wife could
charm even the angels when she
touched the chords of her old-fashion-
ed piano, and subdued men to her will
and wish with the power of music.
But I was desperately in love with her
then, and I reckon would have mar
ried her anyhow, music or no music
that is II she would Lave had
me, and I reckon she would. Hon
ors were easy. But Emusic hath
charms to soothe the savage breast, !"
and she soothed mine. "Oh, music!
what is it and where does it dwell?"
My wife still plays when feeling sad,
and can't tell why. One Of our daugh-
ters has recently bought baby Grand,
and my wife plays on it a good deal,
for her fingers, though not as angelic
as they used to be, have not lost their
magic touch, and she declares that if
she had one like that in the house it
would renew her youth.
Well, it is comforting to feel assured
that after all our troubles and appre-
tensions, the south is again on top.
As my friend Colonel Killebrew says:
''She is on top-and if there is any
higher pinnacle, she will be on top Of
that. BILL ARP in Atlanta Consti-
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