The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1900-05-18

where you know the welcome is true
and where your coming places no ex-
ira burden on the good lady Of the
house. That was true Of Virginia OF
other days but not generally true Of the
Virginia of this day.
This home descended to DR.. Clark
through a line Of ancestors who had
occupied it for two hundred years, and
there is at least one piece Of furniture,
an arm chair, known to be that old.
This was brought from Ireland, and
though examined it critically could
not decide of what wood it was made.
1t was not built for lazy or lounging
occupant, but one who sits upright.
The doctor is a graduate of Hamp-
den-Sidney, and in medicine of the
University of Virginia, and is ambi-
tiOus to come in contact with the com.
petition of city life, but he will think
long before abandoning the home of
his fathers aud one so rich in all that
goes to make up a perfect home.
saw another home, in the same
county, where bride of a few months
prepared the dinner, singing as she
stopped over the stove, and then smil-
ing and happy as she presided over the
meal she had served, with the graces
to me more attractive than those Of
which the queens of earth boast.
saw the United States mail carried
by a colored boy, of seventeen years Of
age, "A miles day for two dollars a
month, on "yallow" mule, with wool
like that Of sheep, cropped ears,
spawned limbs. wasted muscles, de-
ected countenance, hungry, sad and
sore. The government that tolerates
this at home has no time for crossing
the seas on benevoence bent. Let us
have not only charity but ordinary de-
cency at home before taking up the
woes of other people.
saw for the first time in my life
that section Of our county between
Darlington Heights and Five Forks, in
which are located the farms Of Mr.. Top
Singleton and Mr.. Sam Harris. They
are both good and in excellent state OF
cultivation, but that Of Mr.. Harris for
grass and grain is perhaps superior to
anything have seen in my travels.
At this season of the year when horse
feed is scare it is refreshing to visit a
land Of plenty. ! passed through the
farm just as day light was fading out
Of perfect May day and the scene was
indeed lovely one. Fat horses, and
fat cows, and fat hogs were taking adj
vantage of the cooler hour to renew
their attacks on the luxuriant grass,
the milk cows were standing to the
pail, the laborers were resting from the
work of the week, except that mon
ster load Of hay was being pitched into
the capacious feed room, a sight rare
and unusual, at this hour Of bailed-hay
rule.
The tobacco land was ready for the
rain a d the plants, the corn was
worked before being planted, the fences
without break, the houses without a
flaw and the whole industrial cam
paign Of the season evidently in the
hands Of master
Oakland was the home of my grand
father, and is now the property OF our
enterprising townsman, Mr. w. T.
Gillian, who is sparng neither time
energy or money to make 1t the idea
farm of Southside Virginia. Speaking
of fences his are models Of neatnes'
and excellence. The entire farm, Sc
far as | could see from the public road
is encircled 10y fence which would
not disfigure city park. Though tina
fence is high the wheat was trying L
overtop it, while the clover was press
ing hard on the heels Of the wheat
That red tobacco lot was ready for TIL
plants, and if the "stand" is goo'
one look out for "whoppers" when cut
ting time comes.
The old homestead shines out in new
dress and beauty, and | could but TAX
of my hat in presence Of another VII
ginia landmark which is being pre-
served from the touch Of decay.
Successful business men Of our elite
would do we'll to build their own cour
try homes and live in them during tn
heated term rather than in crowde
hotels, or poorly furnished cottages
mountain or seaside resort.
| saw the rich clover Of this and oil
er counties fading because OF the or
heat, but saw, too, promise OF ran
> aud as we have had our "seed time
we will just as sure have our "harvest
on THE Go.