The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-06-08
BILL ARP'S LETTER.
Scott and the Soup. Bill Says Scott wrote
about Drinking the Soup.
Atlanta Constitution.


| Cuba, but it seems that it does to the
Philippines.
We don t know whittier We are drift
ing, but must fall into line and ex-
claim, with Decatur: "My country
right or wrong-my country" That
sounds we'll of course, but not so we'll
as Davy Crockett's motto: "Be sure
you are right, then go ahead Wha
we want is peace on earth and good
will among men.
I was down at Unadilla the other
day-a sweet little village about fifty
miles below Macon-and there | met
an ex-major of the federal army. He
had but one eye, and strange to say,
had found the man who shot out the
other at the battle of Franklin. He
has been living in south Georgia for
twenty-five years, and says they are
the best people he has ever found-the
kindest, frankest and most hospita-
BILE.
'When l was first sent down here,
said he, II was somewhat dubious
about my safety, and was cautious and
retieent, but soon got over that. I
have travelled over this region for the
Standard Oil Company as purchasing
agent for twenty-five years, and am
content to spend the rest of my life
here in Georgia. Not long after I set
tied in McRae met man whose face
seemed familiar. It haunted me and
perplexed me every time met him.
One day We got to talking about the
war, and he asked me where / lost my
eye. At the battle of Franklin, |
said. For minute he looked at me
very earnestly, and then asked what
part Of the field and whose command.
/ told him, and added it was in hand
to hand engagement with some Geor-
gia troops. That was our command,
he said. We fought right there and
it was hand to hand, and 1 shot fed
eral soldier in the eye and we saw
him fall and rushed on over him.
Now, this is no fancy, but fact. We
have discussed it over and over, and
strange as it may seem, I have found
my foe and he is one of my best
friends. Sometimes when [ am asked
which side l fought on say l don't
know, for surely | wouldn't have tried
kill such good, whole souled peo-
pie as these have mingled with for
the last twenty-five years. Maybe it
was some other war | was in. l said
that to the Fitzgerald folks not long
ago, and they laughed and one of
them spoke up and said maybe it was
the old revolution you was in and
some Britisher punched your eye out
for you
Well, liked that man, and SO does
everybody who knows him. He has
no family, butts educating and rearing
three nieces down here in Georgia.
They are good people who dare come
down here from the north and settle
among US. They keep on coming and
my fear is the good society up there
will soon be broken up. 1 tell you,
my brethren, there are good people in
every country, who would rather do
you favor than injure you.
The great traveller, Livingstone,
wrote that many years ago, and it is
the truth. Our boy, Carl: who has
been living in Mexico for two years,
writes that the Spaniards whose more
intimate acquaintance he has made
are just as nice people as he has found
anywhere. ''0f course says he,
"they are for their country just like we
Americans are for ours, but we don t
quarrel nor discuss the way to any
disagrecable extent"
BILL ARP.