Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1909-09-10
OFF-YONDER CORRESPONDENCE,
FAIN DESCRIBES SCENERY FROM CARS
WHILE SPEEDING TO THE EAST.

WHILE SPEEDING TO THE EAST.
To the Greene County Herald, and
all my good friends who read it
The Postmad brought me the
nice old Herald at noon and I've just
finished its newsy columns this
afternoon after getting back from
the office. To read its breezy items
is just as good as dropping in at one
OF the neighbors for friendly chat.
1t sends me back at bound to ODD
Greene County to my good friends
there; to the tall green pines, the
soft brown earth; moonlight and
balmy breeze; and all those beans,
tomatoes and cabbage; fresh eggs,
hamasonian hogs, and acknowledged
chickens-Oh, Shucks! it enough
to make anyone homesick, isn't it?
Having been so invited by the
kind Editor and hoping it may in
terest some of you, | will tell you of
my journey up here to the Nation s
Capital and some of the things | have
seen and heard since. Not all at
once but in broken doses.
got an offer of appointment by
wire the first of the month, and to
report Immediately which gave me
very little time for goodbyes. |
started from McLain the evening of
the 3rd and left Hattiesburg that
night at eleven O'Clock over the
New York and New Orleans Short
Line-a through train and the short
est route between Washington and
New Orleans. When l awoke next
morning the train was pulling into
Birmingham, Ala. The scenery was
decidedly changed from the day be-
fore. 1t was now red-scarred hills,
iron mines and iron furnaces belch-
great columns of smoke and flame
high into the air. 1t was noise and
dust and smoke everywhere I don t
think [ would like to live in Brming-
ham. But as the train and the day
rushed on together, the country be-
came beautiful again. The way
wound up long narrow valleys rim
med on either side by high hills
covered with woods or peach or
chards. The hills changed to noun
tains and we swept through tunnel
dark and sitting, then around the
base of old Lookout, with the noun
tain rising sheer two thousand feet
on one side and the Tennessee River
directly below on the other, into
Chattanooga and on up the back
of the Blue Ridge.
The scenery was beyond compare,
one minute we could see for miles
and miles across green valleys to
peaks hazy blue in the distance,
the next we would go down some
ravine of vari-colored rocks with just
strip Of blue above to show where
the sky was, We went through
Knoxville about two O'Clock in a
down pour of rain, but the clouds
soon broke and the noun tains were
more beautiful than ever. Houses
in the distance looked like toys, and
the roads like where someone had
traced a line in the dust with the
finger. The people and cattle APP
peared mere moving specks, yet
clearly seen in the high pure at
mosphere.
Night came down and party of
US who had already become good
friends, gathered in the parlor car
and spent the hour till bedtime as
merrily as house party of old &C
quaintances, till the berths were
made up or more literally speaking,
let down and costly tucked in the,
for the night was cool in that high
mountain air. | watched the twink
ing home lights dot the old Virginia
| hills till [ fell asleep.
More anon,
J. G. FAIN.
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