Custer County Republican. (Broken Bow, Neb.) 1882-1921, 1908-06-11

lHeZ' "A nice little town. The
depots have one room for the
negroes aud one for the white
people. Some small shacks,
timber, brush and over a
small creek. Lots of timber in
places more cattle and fine land,
just as nice as yon ever saw as
far as the eye can see.
Next stop Edna. Here we get
of and travel in vehicles to the
promised land. A fine small
city, county seat. There are
some small houses but many nice
fine DWELLINGS, and a number of
good large buildings. Several
churches, court house, school
buildings and many signs of a
wide awake, industrious and
energetic citizenship.
We did not stop here after
arriving only long enough to
walk from the Car to where our
rigs were in waiting for us. We
left this place at just S o'clock
for twelve mile drive over some
sandy road through lots of timber.
After an eight mile drive we
stopped to change teams as it was
soft wheeling. There had been
one of those Texas pour downs
you may have read about. There
was mud and water and we found
this out to our satisfaction on
this trip.
Here we are at the junction of
roads waiting to change one of
the teams. About one half mile
from the residence of Mr.. Bob
powers, an old time southerner.
He owns large amount of land
and has much hired help, l am
told. We are right in the woods
among the moss covered trees,
close to garden fence made of
timber set in the ground on end
close together. Nearby are some
old rail fences that always do
and always will take us back to
our boyhood days of long ago. l
see a plank house, stable and
shed nearby and one sweet little
girl milking one COW and letting
two calves milk the other one.
| tell you children look good to
me in such lonely places and I
feel Just like singing, at this
time, one of the verses of the
poem have the honor of con- pos
ing, entitled, ''Jesus Loves the
Little Children"
Jesus gives the little children,
AS the flowers along lifes way;
And their presence brings the sunshine
To the home of earth today
All around are flowers of beauty,
Fragrance sweet and brightest hue;
But the dearest household treasure,
Are the children loved and true
This is 4 fine place for a
picture. The boys who are here
with me will all remember this
place and these surroundings
when they read this part of the
story. Some of the boys walked
on while the teams were being
changed, but we have been deeply
absorbed in these surroundings.
Now we are ready to go to the
place of somewhere that l have
never yet seen. We are passing
through some fine woodland.
Some very large trees, the largest
trees, the largest l have yet
seen in south Texas. Here | see
some very large beautiful moss
covered trees. After passing
through this fine piece of timber,
crossing nice little stream of
clear ripping water, we come to
fine scope of prairie land, but
as it is growing late | am unable
to Judge of its beauty or quality.
! tell you this is pretty lonesome
place to me, no house in sight
and darkness upon us. If | were
alone under these circumstances
| would be tempted to climb a
tree and look for the beacon
light of some habitation. But at
this time, in this lonely place
and darkness around us, some
one suggested that we sing some
good old familiar song. | think
it was Mr.. Frary, and we started
out on the "Sweet Bye and Bye, :"
and the whole crowd caught
the inspiration and there was
music in every soul for the next
half hour. There was such a
vibratian of molodious sounds
that the frogs ceased their doleful
lamentations to listen to these
old camp meeting songs. We
soon felt like this old earth was
a good place to live after all
when our spirits are tuned in
unison and SWaat n r,,,Ouu ~ Io,,o