The Adair County news., 1907-10-02
THE LOUISVILLE
CONFERENCE

attractions of some larger and more
pretentious places, yet, in modest
way, we hope to make you comfortable
and your stay with us a pleasure in the
midst of the grave and responsible du.
ties which may occupy your time.
We have no trolley lines to convey
you to suburban pleasure grounds, OF
popular resorts, and, at this point il
may be proper for me to say a WORD
as respects our hospitality, which we
trust will not be regarded as un- Ken
tuckian. You know that Kentucky
hospitality is supposed to have about il
kind of aroma-a fragrant reminder
of cool spring, mint bed, and other
things.
l must be permitted to say that in
our little town the lid is on, not only on
Sunday, but every day in the week. In
fact, we claim the distinction that we
We're the first town in the State to put
the lid on, and the better part of it is,
we have kept it on for more than the
third of century. With such record
we cannot listen with complacency to
the proposition, coming from the me-
tropolis of our State, that the COM
mandment from God himself, 'Remem-
Der the Sabbath day to keep it holy: in
it thou shalt do no work." does not ap-
ply to our first-class cities.
We entertain the belief that this
law, which ante-dates all statutes, is
In force to-day not only in our cities,
but in the remotest hamlets of the
Commonwealth, and statement to the
contrary would seem amusing if it were
not so seriously presented.
We are not, however, without points
of attraction and interest in our town.
Here, facing one of the streets, we can
show you the former home of our war
Governor, Bramlette, whose diplomacy
and Craftsmanship at the close of the
civil strife between the States, did so
much to restore peace and good will to
our people: on another street, the res
idence of one of our Chief Justices:
on corner of the public square, the
old house, then a hotel, in which one of
the stanzas of o Hara's immortal poem,
''Bivouac of the Dead" was composed,
and, just opposite, near another corner,
where stood the house in which Jane
Hampton, the mother of Mark Twain,
lived during her girlhood, and last,
though not least in our pride, we can
lead you to the hill on which sits to-day,
in Qneenly beauty, Lindsay Wilson an
of the wisdom and benefi-
cence of this Conference.
| know that none of you will hesitate to
go, even afoot. to the summit of
that hill, for apart from the buildings
and grounds, and the bright faces to be
seen there, you will be well repaid, in
the view which will be presented to
your vision.
Standing in the portico of the build
ing and looking out into the distance,
what beauty of natural scenery will be
unfolded to your gaze: the course of
Russeli's creek, as it flows under the
shadow of rock-ribbed cliffs, lofty elms,
oaks andsycamores that fringe its banks;
farther on, alternate forests and open
fields, with back ground of golden
and fieecy clouds, while below you,
nestles Columbia with its modest, but
beautiful homes.
Sweet Auburn. loveliest village of the plain >
Around you on every side will be
presented many new homes erected
within the last five years-new alleys,
new streets, new business enterprises,
a part of the growth which Lindsay
Wilson has brought living, tangi bic
witnesses to fact universal in its ap-
plication, that religious work and prog
ress, and material prosperity go hand
in hand.
No late strings are needed to gain
admission to our homes. Our doors are
thrown wide open-all you have to do is
to enter in, and make yourselves at
home"
In doing so we trust you will find
rest and pleasure in the intervals be-
tween your meetings, and renewed
strength, spiritual and physical, for the
work which in the Providence of God
you may be called to do when you go
from us to your several fields of labor,
Concluding, will sum up what have
said and what wish to say in one
word, which viii ask you to receive as
a volume, and that word Welcome