Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1907-11-27
OK u A III o Nj A
"THE LAND BEAUTIFUL"
Sam X. Dcndy and Glen Watkins =
In the New State.

COuTlST. PleaSe let ne WTlIe you, In
my humble way, few lines. You are
the first newspaper l ever saw. You
were first published, SO far as now
know, on the banks Of that beauti-
ful, sparkling, ripping, clear river,
"keowee." Think OF that soft, musi-
cal Indian name! To me it sounds
like soft, sweet music, or the singing
of q delicate bird. You came to my
childhood home away back in 1849
and the fifties; you were the only
paper then published In historic old
Pickens District; you came to my
mothers house on the back Of old
Uncle Harve Hughes. He walked
from Pickens Court House and car
ried you on to Richland, Bounty
Land and to old Bachelors Retreat.
Poor old mamie has long since
crossed over the river. You are now
transported all over this great coun-
try by the great Southern railroad;
West, you top the great Frisco and
Rock Island system at the great iron
city of America, Birmingham, Ala;
then l am pleased to meet you, as an
old friend, out here in this wild
Western new State-to-be. On to-mor-
row, the 10th day Of November, she
will join the great Union of States,
which makes us the American En-
pire.
Now, young editors, with Messrs.
Glenn Watkins, A. p. Holden and
family, l am in Cordell, the county
seat of Washita county, Oklahoma.
This county Is AZ miles long and 80
miles wide, and has 22,O65 popula-
ton; it is cosmopolitan-f1ne look
ing people from all the States. Glenn
Watkins says 1t looks good to him;
Pick Holden says it looks good to
him; say 1t Is the best all-round
farming and stock-raising land on
this earth. That is what | think Of
these Oklahoma and Washita county
lands.
Well, now, dear reader, l will
prove to you that what ] say Is SO.
| simply want to write nothing but
the truth. These good Washita coun-
ty people don't want me to misrep-
resent them. The farming lands of
this county will grow to perfect per-
fection, to a money paying invest
ment, the following products; l will
lows: Cotton, wheat, corn, alfalfa,
kafiir corn, milo maze, oats, cowpeas,
sorghum. | say these nine products
go to help clothe and feed all man
kind-go to feed all the beasts and
birds of the earth. All these agri-
cultural money-paying crops grow
here without any irrigation or with
out any fertilization of any sort or
kind. l find no government survey
ors laying out dams to irrigate these
fields as we read Of our farther West;
they don't need it. The great God
of all divine creation has seen fit to
implant in the bosoms Of these vast
plains all the humus, oxygen and nj
hnt for
quire. He will do no more; It is for
man to do the rest. | don't own any
OF these fine lands; | wish | did. You
tell me the Englishman, German and
French manufacturers are going to
raise cotton in Egypt, in India, in
Africa. There is no man on earth
who can make it cheaper than these
men of America. |, with my friends
Watkins and Holden, have walked
and waded through cotton rows one
half mile long which will make one
half to three-Quarters to one bale per
acre-SOme Of 1T worked one, some
twice, and some three times and
gone. No use in writing more.
will not waste this paper in making
this feeble attempt to do this country
justice.
saw colt-what they call a
yearling-in town this week that
weighed one thousand and ten
pounds. G. c. Long bought this colt.
Glen Watkins will, | think, side
line two fine quarter sections Of this
land. Clem says. a man don't need
any more. Lands are going higher
here all the time. They are well
worth what they bring now, and will
never be cheaper again.
The banks are simply frozen up
here; plenty Of money in them, but
not paying out any now. Cotton is
worth II cents here to 10 cents
middling basis. There are about 700
covered with bagging and in fine con-
ditlon.
Glenn w. and | have just taken
dinner with Mrs. Holden and Pick
They are very we'll fixed and are
keeping house. They have rented
three rooms from a Methodist min
ister. They say they have never
been better treated anywhere, and
| think they will be we'll satisfied.
This is Saturday and there are lots
Of Indians in town. / have been talk
ing to some OF them and will give you
the names Of few | met: The old
warrior, Cloud Chief; Lone Wolf
Cornalta, Big Bow, Little Bow, Spot
ted Bird, Bob-Tail Wolf, Old Lizard
Old Roman Nose, Old Two Ba Jies
Old Cloud Chief said to me: sc ONE
to my set-down, eat wooha; hear
good chuckaway," and so on.
Thanked them, but | did not 60
These Indians belong to the great
tribes as follows: Cheyenne, Arapa-
hos, Kiawas, Comanches, Apahas and
Caddos. They ell lock curious and
solemn and sad to me. They are not
men without a country, but the white
man has them entirely subjugated
and they are quiet and we'll behaved
Old linn ScahhYhCad came I'm and