The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1905-06-16
Summer in the South.

The following is portion of an inter
esting letter from Mr.. J. M. Campbell, oil
Port Deposit, written from Kissimmee,
Florida, where he has been since June !,
with his family. The remainder of the
communication will be published in our
next issue.
The question of whether the warm weather in
the south during the summer offsets all the attrac-
lions OF that climate for winter may be of interest
to some of your readers and for this purpose am
penning few lines that may find place in your
valuable paper. l am spending the month OF
June in Kssimmee, Fla, $50 miles south of Jack
sonville, at point south of the centre of the
State in e town of about 1900 population.
Leaving Washington, D. c., May 31st at 3.45 p.
M, am at my destination the next night at S.12
O'Clock, covering ABOUT 1000 miles in the 2S hours;
and it may not be without interest to note just a
few things in passing that attracted my attention,
for do not want to be tedious and hence simp-
ly mention them. First the fact of leaving Wash
ington, D. c., in thunderstorm that seemed to
cover the territory all the way to Richmond,
nearly four hours ride. Next morning (early) in
Charleston. s. c., after nights ride through Vir-
ginia and North Carolina, later on the way to
Savannah, wheat in shock; later oats ripe and
cut These were the first marks of harvest at
hand. Also cantaloupes and squashes in bloom;
an accidental man with crushed hand; same old
story caught in the cars, but painful to think of
him having to ride So miles to reach Savannah
before he could receive medical attention. An
other scene-a colored boy working corn with his
sleeves rolled up to his knees rice fields. low
land country, all level and not stone to throw
at a dog if he were mad. Again colored man
working corn at $50 in the morning-the south
not always behind time as you see next white
man blowing corn with an ox-slow you say and
behind the times, but the OK was walking right
along and doing good work, seemed to be guided
by word of mouth We thought of that scripture
in the book OF Isaiah: 1.-The OK knoweth his owner
and the ass his masters crib; but Israel doth not
know, my people doth not consider" l am
afraid we do not obey our Master in heaven as
quickly as the OK his master on earth.
Santee river is crossed and it is but onehalf to
thlee-quarters mile wide and is very muddy;
heavy rains again and yet we have passed over
one mile or more of treste work with signs of the
flood spread all the way from the river. And
now it is 1905 a. m. and we change time to 905.
At Savannah turn back one hour; so near the
dinner hour and am not sure my feelings ap-
prove of such-ifit were ahead we might take
more comfort in the change of meridian. las p.
m. Now at Jacksonville with the temperature
very much warmer.
] was struck with some of the names of the
railroad stations; such as Doctortown, Macintosh,
Bacon. Boulogne, Doctors Inlet, Green Pond, Pom
Pom, Strawberry, Coward and Florence, and the
last but not the least of interest to me- for that
was the name of one of ours lovely girl she was,
of ten summers, but she was taken up on high
and now our thoughts turn heavenward more
often because OF those who have gone before us.
The time for US at destination is IL p m. but
we are IA hours late on account of another
thunder storm and down pour of rain that has
washed sand and mud or the track and q freight
is off in consequence and we are delayed. SO those
who look for US have fallen asleep, but not all,
and so hope for those who watch and wait for
His coming with interest and expectancy shall
not be too heavy with the sleep that this world
produces and will not see Him but shall behold
Him in His beauty.