Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-04-27
A Spring Ramble

Dear Household: How glad we are to well
come spring again, the time when we feel
good toward all the world. The season when
we all have moods. We awake to the reali-
ration that we should begin life anew. A
resurrection Of thoughts and plans from the
old ideas we once had. Just like the flow
ers springing forth from the old bulbs and
These beautiful days 1 am very busy with
my household duties, my chickens and a few
flowers Also find time for fancy work. mu-
sic writing and reading. Just here let me
tell Mr.. Smell / have read my New Testa-
ment through since Christmas, and will now
begin reading the old Bible The reason
do this is because I read II the reverse last
year.
L too. am one Of the first writer's to cur
page. received one Of the souvenir cards
Miss Thomas spoke Of in Chat. and prize I;
so much. IL this very card which has
caused me to write again and again. mean
rather the encouragement our lady sent along
with each card
was speaking Of my duties and pleasure.
but they do not satisfy the longing 20 get out
OF doors and stEoll listening to the merry
Engstsrs. One afternoon last week this
longing was so great l left all things g
themselves and took a stroll Very often
so for a short walk. but do not take as
many long strolls as I could or should. Blu,
this particular afternoon I started out 70
gather Wild flowers, and who does not like
TO ramble and search for the many differ
ent varieties? None. I am sure, could dis
Ike natures smiles some writer terms
flowers. How profuse is nature in her be-
o
along the hillsides and tiny streams.
followed the road short distance then
turning north up a hill along by the pasture
fence. / stopped 10 gather dogwood bios
SONS from a small bush. Soon / saw another
tree much larger. and the blooms much prot
tier man those I had just gathered. II was
still farther Unlike the maid whose father
sent her out 70 select the incest, straightest
switch she could find. not having the privi-
lege OF selecting one on her return. she walk
ed on through the woods and finally Sc
AZ he ~ har
much more crooked and unpresentable than
many she had PASSED. / was rewarded for
a slope on slippery pine needles to the
branch. For there I found not only my dog
wood tree, but wild honeysuckles and a crab
apple tree. a perfect mass OF blooms.
On this side Of the branch at the foot of
a hill we have a most notable old mill A
four-story building, constructed years ago.
costing quite a sum OF money. IL used
20 grind both wheat and corn. The most
unique part Of the old mill is the construction
Of the race. II is built Of solid hewn rock.
II IL one hundred and fifty feet long, ten
feet wide and twenty feet high at the high
est place. II is certainly a wonderful piece
OF work. which took weeks to construct. II
has not been in operation for several years.
People visit and view this wonderful old mill.
And IL is Just the place for picnics. stood
awhile upon the race and drank in the love-
illness OF nature which surrounded me. The
wild violets in profusion, the dogwood, great
trees, made prettier than my first bush at
the pastures edge, and several different
6naQee OF WHO noneysuchle. While several
kinds Of vines were climbing over the rocks
Of the race.
The narrow passageway where the water
used to run is about ten feet deep,
and ferns were growing there. The willows,
poplars, water oaks and many varieties of
bushes were putting forth tiny leaves. Every
thing was green every way I looked. / cross
ed the branch. climbed a ledge Of rock al
most like q stairway. Tired and almost out
Of breath reached the crab apple tree. there
to gather as many blossoms 1 could carry,
and came around the road by one Of our
peach orchards, then through the pasture and
meadow back TO the house again. Tired, but
I had my flowers, felt refreshed in body
and mind.
on. yes, I heard lots Of birds singing and
saw them flying here and there building nests.
B. w, O., your letter was fine. You
must come oftener. Did you say in one lot
ter you knew me? Perhaps so. can't
quite recall who you are. Though you live
near my old home. II those are your real
initials. you must have reversed them.
There are several writers who haven't been
with US in long while. They should hurry
and write.
Wishing all merry springtime
EULA LEE.
GAINESVILLE. Ca.