Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1910-06-01
FROM RAMSAY'S CREEK.
"No Place Like Iiomc," Especially
So If that Homes in OcOncc.

pair before somebody's stock gets
crippled in crossing 1t. Oh where is
our Supervisor?
The outlook for farming Is by no
means good, but it could be much
worse.
". have been visited by some pret-
ty stormy weather lately, but so far as
we are aware no deaths and deStruc-
ton have ever followed in the path
of storms In fair Oconee. But this
may come hereafter. To fear God
and keep His commandments might
not retard the tempests, but if over
taken and destroyed in them we
would have a better chance for the
other world.
1t looks good to us the way The
Courier as we'll as all other leading
papers, give space in their columns
and so much valuable information
for the cause Of agriculture. We can
safely declare that Of all the avoca-
tions farming is the most uncertain
one can pursue. Capitalists some
times suffer Financial depressions,"
but the poor farmer is obliged to
chew that kind Of cud the year
round. People Of the towns and
cities attend ball games, theatres and
many other amusements, and take va
cations but the farmers work is be-
fore his nose about 800 days in the
year. In the public walks Of life,
when a mans health fails, he goes
to a hospital for care and treatment,
but the farmer Sickens and dies
within the prescribed sphere Of his
own quiet little country home. After
his spirit has taken its flight to its
everlasting home, his remains may
be laid to rest near that little home,
But who could think Of better
place to live and die than at home?
That Is the greatest word that has
ever been spoken. Without it's
charms the Bible would be worthless,
churches would decay and this world
would be bleak and bowling wilder
ness. People should strive to make
| their home the brightest, happiest
| place in existence by careful study as
we'll as labor, because these are both
required to make it look and feel
like home. ''You can go home when
| you cannot go anywhere else" IS a
saying that speaks for itself in such
loud tones that we can all under
stand Now, reader, If YOU think we
are giving home too much praise, or
| If YOU look on your home as a place
OF secondary Importance, we advise
You to empty your pockets Of their
'raluables' and then throw yourself
on the hospitality of tie world-say
for week or ten day ,---and at the
, expiration Of that time, If you find
we have over. estimated "home" Just
cell us about it and we will say no
more. No matter where we go, or
how much of this worlds goods we
gain, our childhood home back in the
hills or mountains, or in the old
town Will never be forgotten as long
! as We live.
Some years ago multitude Of
tourists gathered in the old Castle
Garden, New York, to hear Jennie
Lind sing the sublime compositions
OF Beethoven, Handel, etc. At length
the Swedish Nightingale thought Of
her home, paused and seemed to fold
her wings for a higher flight. She
began with deep emotion to pour
forth "tIOme, Sweet Home" The
audience could not stand it. Tears
gushed from those thousands like
rain. Beethoven and Handel were
forgotten. After a moment the song
came again, seemingly as from
heaven. almost angelic. Home-lhat
was the word that bound as with a
spell many thousands of souls, and
Howard Payne triumphed over the
great masters Of song. Home has
an influence which is stronger than
death. 1t is law to our hearts and
binds us with spell which neither
time nor change can break. The
darkest viiainics which have disgrace
ed humanity cannot ncutraliZc it.
Ask the little child, what is home?
You will find that to him it is the
world--hc knows no other The ia
theirs love. the mothers smile, the
sisters embrace, the brothers vel
come, throw about his home a h"av-
"nly halo, and make it as attractive
to him as the home OF the angels