The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1899-03-22
SARGE PLU.NKElI.
The Granite of DeKalb Coming to the
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Atlantic Constitution.
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taking on the airs Of the fashionable
people who congregated at the noun
tain. It was soon plain that the dis
sipation and extravaganza so common
at resorts of fashion was sure to enter
and contaminate the simplicities upon
which our old strange man SO much
dotted. AS for him, he never changed,
save to grow sorrowful over change
he could not stem.
Upou certain Sabbath morning the
old man in returning from where he
had been sailing his cattle and gent
ling his hogs, chanced to pass near
the little church at the foot Of the
mountain. He had no thought OF
entering the church-he had never
entered. His pants were rolled up to
his knees, for he had been wading the
streams, barefooted and in his shirt
sleeves with his bow basket on his
arm. He was never expected to meet
the people at church, but suddenly
our CID man halts-he is listening to
the loud old preacher and surely some
thing has caught the attention of the
old man. What does the preacher
say? It must be something very re-
markable, for our old friend wishes to
catch the words and draws nearer the
church, with his hand to his ear.
What does the preacher say
"By prayer, my brethren and sisters,
we can do anything-even yonder
mountain. brethren aud sisters, could
be moved by prayer and faith-faith,
brethren, faith and prayer, would
scatter that great mountain like chaff
before the wind !"
Nothing on earth could have pleased
this strange old man so much as to
scatter this mountain Scatter the
fashionable people and move the hotel
and the tower and never hear Of Cloud
again. He liked these words Of the
preacher-by prayer, by faith and he
whispered them as he walked nearer
to the church, even to the door, and
then inside.
Such commotion was never seen in
a country church. before. His good
old wife clapped her hands and run to
meet him, and his children shouted
for JOY as they all hung upon him,
while the whole congregation shed
tears and went wild over the scene.
Such "big meeting as grew out Of
this incident was never seen before
and many joined the church-thc old
man joined.
The story is too long to give all the
details, but the old man became a
praying member Of that church and
the burden Of all his prayer was tor
the Lord to move this mountain. A
storm came and blew away the hotel
and shattered the tower, and Aaron
Cloud returned to Griffin and from
there went to Florida and has never
been seen again. In time our strange
old man moved up into Habersham,
but he occasionally returns, as old as
he is, and smiles as the trains are
loaded with granite and throws up his
hat when the dynamite booms and
scatters the rocks to the four winds OF
heaven-"like chaf before the wind
is moved this greatest Of mountains,
and leave it to the reader to say
whether the old man should be cured
of his delusion or live and rejoice over
God mysterious ways.
But no matter what has been, the
granite fields Of DcKalb are greater
than gold mines and they have opened
up again and give the greater promise
Of growing on to a ful6llment of the
expectations Of the grand Scotchman
who was first to see their worth, but
died before tie time.
SARGE PLUSKETr.