The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1911-10-21
DOWN TIE nIvER.

That was d great sight Ut Newport
News yesterday. when the Steamship
"Pocahontas" pulled away from the
pier, and Hampton Moore, standing Oh
the poop deck, whatever that is, with
mesaphone at his mouth and joy in his
heart, said TO the Richmond Commit
tee, parting is such sweet sorrow,'
and led the cheering for the imperial
city on the James and for its splendid
hospitality TO the fine people /, was
highly privileged to entertain within
its gates for a few short days; and SIX
hundred men and women from Cape Cod
10 Key West said they had taken sugar
in ther'n. The end crowned the work.
The day on the River was like linked
sweetness long drawn out. Everypody
was happy, nobody baked. all caught
the spirit OF the occasion. The wea tn
er was little grey, as 1t ought to have
been for that is the color OF the town,
and TIE water was muddy. as IL ought
10 have been, as that is the complexion
OF those who cherish long forgotten
animosit!es; but the sky was blue ir
patches, and the shores fairly blazed
with the beauty OF the changing foli-
age. another symbol of the harmony
OF Nature with the exquisite fellowship
of the pilgrims afloat. There was not
spot OF historic fame that did not
attract the intelligent interest of the
visitors. and the guides, councillors
and friends on every deck impaired
special charm TO their recitals by
the eloquence and variety of their
speech. Drewry's Bluff, where men OF
the same country fought madly for
what they believed to be right more
than half century ago; hrina, where
the prisoners OF war were exchanged:
Dutch Gap, where Butler made u new
channel for the River; City Point,
where Grant had his headquarters; the
ancient homes of the Carriers and Ran
dolphs and Byrds and old "Tippecanoe
md Tyler too" and all the rest of the
places of battle and siege and the
homes OF Virginia gentlemen passed
before the eyes of the wondering host
like dreams in the night time. when
the soul is filed with visions OF the
grace and beauty and chivalry OF the
days that are dead. The tangled thick
cts on the river banks were peopled
with the aborig!nes on chase or foray
bent; down at the water side the crea-
lures of the wood had come TO Stake
their thirst; on the farther hills the
horns OF the hunters rang out clear and
strong n he
through the openings in the forests
rode ladies and gentlemen upon we'll
Eroomed mounts, with quip and Jest and
happy. care-free hearts. as in the older
time. and not leaf but trembl!ns
teemed with golden visions or romantic
dreams.
There couA have. been nothing love-
ler than this-last day of the Deeper
Waterways people in Virginia. except
the everpresent thought that with each
removing link in the chain OF their
delightful experiences they were going
further away from the fortunate towE
In which they had spent FIVE full DAYS.
The Richmond Committee had provided
everything for their comfort; food for
their bodies, and such food as few OF
Them had seen since the conversion of
excelsior" into pure food, after the
prescription OF DR.. Wiley; drink for
heir souls and music for their ears.
Of course, there was a great deal of
conversation. How could it have been
otherwise, when eight hundred Amer
acan men and women got together? And
from the odes OF Horace to the geneal-
osy OF Focahontas, boldly claimed by
DR.. Samuel r. Morgan. that distin-
gu!shed son OF the grand old State. as
native OF North Carolina, and from
the chances Of Woodrow wilson TO the
future Of The Colonel. there was not
an idle moment or a misspent word.
II might have gone on forever. II the
River had not run into the sea. and the
voyage ended where the tides meet.
and the acquaintance Of few shor,
days parted S friends forever
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THIRTY YARDS OF POISON.
mr. rrtf