The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1903-11-04
One Woman's Devotion.

An indianapolis young woman
whose winters ere spent in Texas,
where her father has thousands of
cattle and acres Of grass to feed them
on, always brings North with her fund
OF interesting stories from the Lone
/ StarState.
"Tbe greatest case Of woman's de-
Tc:;ca &C :ha memory Of dead nus
Land I know Of, said she, sis to be
found on big ranch in the foothills
of the Sierra Madre Mountains. She
is sweet faced English woman who
is living life of sacrifice away from
her friends because her husband lee
buried in That country. Capt. Follet
and wife came to Texas from England
and settled on big ranch. The oap-
tain was successful and made money.
His wife, refined and cultured wo-
men, endured the early privations be-
! oause she was with her husband and
because he was doing we'll. After
years Of hard work, when tbyy had
gathered about chem great dyoves OF
cattle and had built themselves luz
urious home, the husband was taken
suddenly i'll and died. His wife in
stead OF having him buried in o ceme-
terry, had him laid in tie ground in
the yard in front Of their homo. The
little mound that marks his resting
place is still there. Friends came to
the assistance Of the wife and gave
her advice and all the assistance that
| generous Texans can give.
Cat length she settled down to
living again absolutely s!ons and un-
protected. She keeps no help on the
rauch,as mono is needed except when it
is necessary to brand her cattle or
when they are taken to market. On
these occasions che calls IL the neigh
boTS. But she has No ono living iu the
house with her and prefers to be alone
with her dead-lying there in the
yard. Her home is furnished luxu.
riously. She has piano and library
aud magazines. People visiting her
home could scarcely believe from the
interior that they were in the very
heart Of the cattle country, far from
civilization. She plays the piano ex-
quisitely and all the best class of mu-
sic finds it's way into her ranch house.
People passing that way late at night
are often astonished to hear the sound
of o piano played by expert hands
coming from the house. She is in.
tensely loyal TO her husbands memo
ry. On the piano at the moment Of
his death was white duck helmet
which he wore on the plains. 1t lay
whore he cast it the last day he wore
IL. It has never been moved from
the piano, and the devoted wife will
| not Lee it be moved.
"In the rear Of the house is a
little gate that hangs about half way
open. Capt. Follet, the last trip he
made through this gate before his ILL.,
neaa, left it open, and his wife has
never allowed it to be closed. It
hangs there to-day just as it did when
he passed through it the last time.
Mrs. Follet is always glad to have
people come and see her for o short
call, but she will not hear of any ono
staying with her for the sake of keep
ing her. company. She prefers 30 be
alone out there in the great solitude,
living out her life within few feet
Of bis grave and waiting to Join him
insthe great beyond. That's what I
call devotion and faithfulness to the
memory of loved one. "-Indinapo.
! liz Journal.
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