Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-04-27
GEORGIA FEATURES
Attractions Of Thomasville and the
Surrounding Country.
FINE ESTATES OF TIE WEALTHY
The Pear Crop Bought Up for
So so an Acre.
THEN THE TREES BLOOMED
THEN THE TREES BLOOMED
Correspondence of The Evening Star.

our drive over from Cairo this morning TO
catch the train for the north, but a
changed schedule has allowed US to pass
a pleasant day in one of the most charm
ing towns of southern Georgia, a compen-
sation which cancels all regrets
A drive over well-kept roads, beneath
towering pines and long oaks, here
and there bordering the clear cool waters
or the Ocklockonee, had in it something of
the foretaste of the Elysian fields. The
feathered songsters enlivened our way and
the bullfrogs swelled the diapason with
croaks that bore a strong resemblance to
the twanging of the lowest G of the bass
VOL.
What a prolific mine of wealth these
gruff old amphibians would afford if their
mind legs were garnered and there was a
gourmand demand for them here equal to
the supply.
The fleet-footed and well-wnded team
which brought us to Thomasville was until
recently the property of Senator Hanna
and had the proud privilege of fetching the
PRESIDENT when here to the charming home
of his host.
Attractions of ThOmasviIIe.
ThOmasville is the mart of all the sur
rounding country, and the home of wealth
and refinement. An estimate of its at
tractiveness as a winter resort is found in
this demand, besides the boarding houses
which offer the comforts of home to those
to whom the gayety and hustle of hotel
life are distasteful.
The streets of Thomasville are wide and
well graded. Many fine. ,commodous bust
ness structures adorn the main street A
beautifully shaded park or square sodded
and furnished with seats is situated OPP
posite the Piney Point Hotel, away from
the business center, and about a half mile
further out are the fair grounds which are
open to the public as a coursing track
summer greeted US here white dresses
We're futtering in the park and the shirt
waist was everywhere. The shirt sleeves,
too, were inaugurating the season.
Many of the elegant private residences
are owned by winter Sojourners, among
them the Hanna and Van Dusen man
sions. Besides his town house Mr.. Van
Dusen of New York has an extensive estate
some miles from town, which we passed
en- route this morning, and had the pleas
ant surprise of noting a pair of his par
tridges skipping across the road from his
preserves with the nonchalance and aban-
don of spring chickens, disturbed, but not
alarmed at our approach.
Faithiess Gamekeeper.
Great care IS bestowed upon the protec-
ton of the game on the Van Dusen place.
and every precautiOn exercised to exclude
the unlimited man with a gun. 1t appears.
however, that not many moons ago the
proprietor was unfortunate in his selection
Of a keeper, who was more enterprising
than faithful in allowing his palm to be
dckled by wandering sportsmen. Informa-
ton reached the ears of his employer to
this effect who came down to Thomasvi
unannounced, engaged an amateur to play
sportsman, provided him with a ten-dollar
bill and sent him out to make the arrange
mentS for a hunt. The bait took: the next
he b1lt
with the cunning party came the lord of
the manor to make game Of his faithleSS
empoye, who was Immediately bounced.
AS the neWSDOyS CHEEKY voice did not greet
our anxious ear on reaching this place
nor any evidence of his existence our eye,
we hied US to the office Of the Times Enter
prise to secure paper and become en- rap
port with the outside world: for down in
the "piney woods one feels away off from
everywhere; the papers come in punches
once or twice a week, and the conscious
ness that the news has stalled in transit
gives one intellectual indigestion. for which
the pharmapoeia offers no relief.
Piney Woods Poet.
We got a daily and weekly, from one of
which 1 Gull a gem for Shooting Stars The
modesty of the editor when he lapses into
verse is shown by his neglect to make his
lines keep pace with his rhymes or meter,
for fear he might have to decline
the poet laureates crown. The subject is
among the have beens, its memory a sur
vival of the fittest.
The Printing Office Towel.-When
think of the towel, the Old-fashioned towel
that used to hang up by the printing house
door, / think that nobody in these days of
shoddy can hammer iron to wear as it
wore. The tramp who abused 1t, the devil
who used it, the makeup and foreman
the editor (poor mani, each rubbed some
CRIME off while they put heap on. In,
over and under. twas blacker than thun-
der, twas harder than poverty, rougher
than sin; from the roller suspended, it was
never Bonded, and it tapped on the wall
like banner of tin. 1t grew thicker and
rougher and harder and tougher and daily
put on an mixer hue, till one windy morn
ing, without any warning, 1t fell to the
floor and was broken in two"
A Shrewd Speculation.
Since writing from Gadsden county Fla.
the pear trees have changed their minds |
about adding to the wealth of the country
this season. and are putting on a beautiful
robe of white over their full green foliage,
much to the delight of a citizen Of Decatur
county, Ca, who, when his neighbors We're
all wearing long faces and bemoaning the
loss of their pear crop, concluded to dis
count the blizzard and buy up the pros
pective yield, or no yield, by the acre. He
offered $50 per acre for the prospect. and
soon owned the privilege of every orchard
for miles around. People wondered what
had become of the fool killer but today Mr..
Thomas Hawthorn of Cairo, Ga, is con-
graduating himself on his faith in the I'M
MARY L. CROMWELL.