The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1903-08-16


olIa In the golden age ,of Moore Scott and
the poets ana sases who shed lustre upon
letters, and whose tiction was enriched
by t,linglihg In the brilliant literary circles
OF that day.
We would Invite to this shrine from
near and far thosc whose hearts may be
touched BY the best traditions Of an NJ
eient Ind veil beloved society that was
friendly to Write, to character and the
gentle aspirations Of the heart.
+ who has not felt the thrill Of pleasure
that glows In the human heart when we
Stet,irn hithcr where the secret and mys.
ferrous chords In tho human bosom are
touched by the wand OF memory or py
the presence Of a. symbol recailinf SOME
lection has consecrated to some one OF
the long line Of historical names one g
finds on the old register. 4,
There are the Riveses. Lewises, Pres
tons. T1oyds, Henrys. Cabells, Falriaxes.
Earbours and 4 galaxy OF prlenL na a
from Virginia: the Carols, Ca!v,erts.
Howardy and McHenrys, o. MaLyia aa...;
Hamptons, OF South Carolina: the Gays.
Marshalls, 13reckcnrIdyes and Crittendens.
~ Kentucky: Websters, Ch oates., dalnscs
iar1 rlerces. OF Now England; Tom Cor
win, Ewing, Trlmble and thurman. Ohlo'
c.pss and Benton and Douglas OF the then
far West and a host OF otnerS WHOSE .,
mas have rendered American history IL
5Iustrious. 1. !. -. - &, ,
l45 ~ o,aa-tha An OF July, 1864. that Frank
j,,r' t.,cIrr. Then t'rosid. 1t ofsttt 'nitetl
states. arrived at the whi.e sulphur ara
stayed six weeks. It WIS \ LHri; ru'h,
,ner afternoon when the freshly paintea
Con cord CHI. In which the Presldent ana
his wife rode, drawn by six white horses
with plumes on their heads. rolled up IN
front Of the Martin House, while the band
on The lawn played "Hail. Columbla' and
the guests on the piazza waved their
.ha,ldkerchiefs and oheered welcome to
the Chief Magistrate Of tho nation.
Mr. Pierce wore brown broadc!otn
coat, with a large velvet collar ana WIN wv.
his fne physique ana round, smooth
ghnyen face, looked every inch the states
man. In moro respects than one ne was
an ideal President. Z.
II was In 1869, the summer before MS
death, that General Robert p. Lee roas
owe, on horseback and spent rnontn a.
the Springs. There are those mere nov y
who remember tho quiet dignity OF INC
Confederate chieftain, who always seemed
~ "a rry n great load on his heart That
was wasting his life. but did not detract
from the courtly bearing and consistent
gentlemanly conduct Of the great VIZ,
GINA soldier
The day Of his departure was memo,
rabie one in the annals OF the 20
White" The guests assemb led on tte
piazzns to bid him an aftectionate fare
p veil ana the people OF the North Wed
with the people OF tho South In manifest
ing their respect for him.. He mounted
Trayeler, the kon-gray horse that had
carried him through all OF his campaigns.
and as he passed out OF the lawn Inc
General turned and raised his hat 70 inc
crowd in courtly recognition OF the re.
srect that had been shown him. ana al
the snme time brushing the tear-drops
from his eyes. It was tho closing scene
OF the old regime.
A DISTINGUISHED ROLL.
II has been said that the illustrions dead
nre IKE the stars OF heaven that re-
fleet themselves In the bosom or the
ocean And assuredly since creations
dawn the great ocean OF humanity has
never reflected a moro glorious orb than
TINT which answers In the armament OF
fame 10 this heroic and princely roll OF
great names.
There is q sweetness and charm about
the holiness Of their character. and the
chastity OF their private lives. that en-
yeloped and enshrined them as halo.
like bright consultations set IN the
heavens.
There ls not sigh Of the soft, southern
zephyrs. whispering through stately cy-
press, or swayng the trailing aroutus
that leaps in beautiful festoons from
crag to crag amid the hoary battlenents
4 OF nearby Hates Mountain. but that
recalls some image OF these sages and pa
triots who are embalmed in the tnmost
caskets OF our national pride, with the
most precious spices from memory's store
house.
They wero the stately flower Of our
national wood, planted In gentleness.
nourished b. kindly dews from genial
skies blooming In bright luxuriance and
ripening into those ideals OF the human
race. whose deeds and lives found their
hulwark in the affections and con fidence
OF the people.
Here these old notables came In their
shad- bellled coats and sldeboard collars,
and a proper, dignified time they had OF
II as they mingled this sulphur water with
their mint 5uleps and talked politics BY
the hour, with brain gloriously betuddled
with champagne and abstrast political
dogmas.
Those were the days when the Governor
Of South Carolina adopted tho custom OF
speaking to the Governor OF NORTH Caro-
lima, and tho habit spread into the sew
England States. and into the far West
until a man was not regarded as possess
Ing the qualities OF statesnlanship unless
no could face mint julep every hour In
the day Those were days when the
making Of mint julep was an art as
we'll as domestic accomplishment.
This recalls memorable entertainment
given by Mr.. Clay the truth Of which ca
DO relied on.
DAYS,
It was away back in 1887, when the
WING party held an important conference
here. On musty old page Of the hotel
register Of that year. in that fine, almost
feminine handwriting that is familiar to
all, we find III. Clay, Kentucky, while
among tho next days arrivals, are Rufus
Choate. Massachusetts,; Thomas Corwn,
Ohio; William g. R!ves. Virginia. and
Willard Fillmore. New York. The night
before Mr.. Clay's departure from the
springs he gave a banquet in his cottage
to his friends. Old Uncle Jimmie Patter-
son, tho venerable gatekeeper. who has
been an attache Of the White Sulphur
from time immemorial, was tho floor