The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1901-01-26

five years ago by General Lowrey. a
great big-hearted man, who, like Ben
Adhem, loved his fellow men. 1t was
at first high school for the benefit of
the poor girls in the neighborhood
and expanded into college. When
he died his sons and sons-in-law took
charge and continued to expand, and
now there are 800 girls therej over 200
of them are boarding at sl2 per month.
The others live in cottages near by and
board themselves at a cost of about 50
a month, for they do their own work.
Large, handsome brick buildings have
been built and more are being built.
Bountiful springs from the mountain
side furnish abundant pure water for
everything. There is a dairy farm neat
by and vegetable gardens and every
thing moves like clock work.
Professor Lowrey is a man OF untir-
ing energy and says that work is his
best recreation. He took me on a ro-
mantle drive to the top of the mountain
and the village graveyard, and when we
returned he called for his four little
children, including the baby, and took
them to ride. 1 liked that. 1t does
not take me long to diagnose good
husband and q kind father. There
was no barber in the village and he
brought to me his fine lawn mower ra-
For that cost S., and when he saw how
awkward and nervous I was, he said;
ooh, let me do that" and he moved
the gray stubbis off in minute. Ever
hear of a college president doing that2
Twas specially interested in young
man, Ernest Guyton, the only boy in
college. He is totally blind, but is
getting q first GLASS education through
his ears. He listens eagerly to the
Rotations, keeps up with the fore
most and is now studying Latin. His
mother or sister read to him every
night and the family are all proud of
him, for no is not only bright mental.
~, but cheerful and handsome. He
told me that being blind never dis
tressed him and he was happy all the
time. for everybody was SO good to
him. How kind Providence is to the
afflicted.
Those Mississippi woods are full of
Georgians. Scores of them sought me
and with a natural and earnest pride
told me where they came from in the
long ago, or where their fathers came
from, and who they were kin to. I
was amused at one old man who said
he came here from Cass county be-
fore the war, and he asked me where
Barlow county was. He had never
heard that the name of old Cass was
changed to Barlow in honor of our
General Barlow, who was killed at
Manassas.
An unknown friend has sent me q
poetic gem called "The Change in
Farmer Joe." by Sheldon Stoddard. l
wish that it could be read by every
husband in the land, for it tells in
beautiful and pathetic verse how Joe
had long pursued money for moneys
sake and gave his loving, long suffering
wife few comforts and none of the lux
uries or ornaments that brighten up q
woman's home. For years she had
from time to time limited that she
would like new carpet for her room,
for the old one had been torn and
patched and beaten until it was faded
and threadbare, and the window shades
wero worn out. But he said no, he
couldn't afford it, and he worked early
and late and was accommodating money.
The poem tells how he left her one
morning and noticed tear in her eye
as it dropped down on her pale cheek,
and he got to thinking about it in the
cornfeld, and that tear haunted him
and he recalled the long years of their
married life and how patient she had
been with him and the little children
and nursed him when sick and watch
ed them by night and by day. Sud-
denly he came to himself and stopped
his mule in the middle of the row and
hurried home and hitched up the
buggy and went to town like he was
going for the doctor.
He bought nice carpet and some
curtains and other comforts and drove
home like Jehu and tumbled them all
at the front door. "Here. Sally, come
here, bless your dear heart; you shant
cry any MORE" and he hurried back
to the cornfield. Well, I liked that,
and I feel like going to town and buy
ing new carpet for my wife. We
men forget that woman has to stay
at home all the time. She loves orna-
ment, for God made her 30, and if she
can't have these things her house is
not home, but prison.-B1LI ARP
in Atlanta Constitution.