The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1902-04-30
MONTICELLO,
"a first view through feminine eyes, }


Monticello. "Loveliest village of
the vale", we involuntarily exclaimed,
as we drove right into the midst of her
springtime foliage and flowers last Sat
urday evening, and were irresistibly
impelled to think of the blowers of
roses by Bendemeer's stream" and all
other things as beautiful and poetic.
Art, too, in keeping with the progress
iveness of the immortal mind of man,
in railroad towns, has added its
touch to natural attractiveness and
like cameo, pure and white, against
its dark back ground of luxuriant
forest trees, the Methodist church,
OF modern structure first greets the
travellers eyes, after passage of we'll
cultivated fields and glimpse of a
sample of the we'll kept and luxuriant
gardens abounding in Monticello.
But past Editor Dales neat sanctum,
as fresh and clear cut in appearance
as some of Joe's sparkling witticisms
his readers delight to catch in the
columns of the Press, and past the awe
inspiring court house, as compact and
dignified in appearance as Jud dge Conn
himself, and on by livery stables and
store houses, in the most invitin part
of the town nestles the "Beal House,"
which should more appropriately be
called the "Beal Home, so inviting
and charming are its environments and
so neat and comfortable and attractive
its interior. We paused TO breathe the
breath of the roses that almost kissed
US welcome as we passed within the
portals of this home, where as sweetly
were we greeted by one friend of
youthful days, Miss Sallie Robertson
and her aged mother, who like the
roses or the river, has natural grace
and loveliness all her own. We pro-
nounced her beautiful, because she
seemed our ideal of a saint 'only wait
ing till the shadows are a little
longer grown, and yet still doing her
part in the strong influence that goes
out from her consecrated personality.
She is not idly waiting, however; she
reads and thinks, is intelligent in con-
sequence, and most delightful in con-
versation, being also good linguist and
responsive listener. She is 81 years
old, but we think she ought to be a
member of the "Sunshiners" or the
Baptist Young Peoples Union! Capt.
and Mrs. Beal are an ideal host and
hostess and we fully reciprocated Hen
ry Wares satisfaction when, after TAX
ing childish inventory of the pretty
things about, he said: "I'm glad I'm
here.
Sunday we worshiped with Pastor J.
P. Williams people in the elegant
little Baptist church, which was built
about five years ago and with its solid
oak pews, pulpit and stained glass win
dows it will stand in rank easily with
Brookhaven's church-and the people!
No where have we met more hospit-
able and charming people.
A hasty visit to Editor Dale's pretty
little home with it's new paint and
papering, fresh from the hands of John
A. Penn, of this city, a pleasant &C.
quaintance formed with his lovely
young wife and two little boys, and we
were on our way home again, waving
farewell to a social gallery full of
people at DR.. Buffers, including our
old friend Mr.. Hope" Butler, who had
come along with US for company"
over the long, weird journey of % miles.
The latter adjective especially applied
to the twilight trip homeward,
when the gaunt, bare arms of the tall
dead pines creaked in the stiff breeze
above us and the mud holes were faith
omed by our "buggy animal, ever and
anon, beneath US. And they were
Lincoln county mud holes! Otherwise,
the road was as good as could be, and
clearly better than the Lawrence
county road, holes thrown in. But, of
course, these diverting excavations are
temporary; for we have road commits
sioner to attend to such matters.
Home again! And to our storehouse
of memories are now added pleasing
recollections of Monticello on the
Pearl Our best wish for her is: May
the whistle of the locomotive soon
mingle with the signing of her pines!