The mirror., 1911-10-26
r-.J $1.OOa Year
nMo. I 9 Months Fifty Cts.

Air Line. This took us through
some Of the most historical country
in the United States. Our first run
was via Danville, Va, Raleigh N. e..
Spartensburg, S. G., Atlanta, Ga.
thence to Chattanooga, Tenn, and
to Huntsville, Ala.
Not long after entering the cars at
Washington and before we had
reached Alexandria Va, Colonel
Crandall introduced me to GENTLE
man. who had joined us in our section
of the Pullman, by the name of r.
w. Austin. Dick Austin) as a friend
OF bis from North Alabama, and who
was the appointee of the United
States Government as Receiver of
the First National Bank of Sheffield.
Ala. Charley Austin, Dicks BROTH
er was United States Marshal for
the Northern District of Alabama at
that time.
We spent about three weeks
visiting the ColonePs friends at
Huntsville, Decatur, Sheffield, Bir-
mingham and Pond Springs, town
OF several hundred people. Here is
a large beautiful spring bubbling up
right in the center of this level town
in the Tennessee valley. 1t covers
a space of some seventy-fve to one
hundred yards in diameter, or little
more than an acre and-a-half. And
there is quite river flows from this
natural wonder and it is clear as
crystal, and alive with fish. Here is
where Little Fighting Joe Wheeler
lived-in fact he owned all the real
estate for miles around.
We left Dick Austin at Sheffield.
and took passage for Greenvllle, Ala,
in the Tnrpentine fields. We ar
rived there in due time, and put up
at the best hotel in that town, run by
a friend of Enlnnal Crandalpa who
made us welcome from the first.
Our host and his good wife under
stood that we were there for a piney
woods treat. So after few days
rest we sailed forth with our fowl
ing pieces which consisted at that
time Of two of the latest improved,
double barrel, breech-loading shot
guns and plenty of shells for them
to feed on. We also each carried
A Colts Improved. The woods in
the piney region were said to abound
nwild game, especially wild turkeys.
There was no game law in that state
then.
The day promised to be a fair one,
and while it was quite chilly we de-
cided to walk and take no dogs with
us.
About ten o'clock the sun began
to shine less and it was shortly hid
den entirely from view by heavy
snowy looking clouds. This was
about the 10Th of December. Col.
Crandall had shot a turkey and /
had killed few squirrels and five or
six quails. We were far in the
piney woods, and no dogs, and
to make matters worse that morning
in our hurry to shoot something we
had overlooked our pocket compasses.
Thus we were lost in the woods, just
how far from any habitation we had
no idea. We were not alarmed, be-
cause we were both men, well armed,
and had plenty of matches and some
game; but we kept on tramping.
while it grew colder. A little snow
began to fly, but snow in that region
does not stay on the ground very
long even though it should become
a foot to eighteen inches deep.
Our time pieces warned us that
it was after five o'clock and was
growing dark; but thanks to fortune
just at this moment we discovered a
small clearing, and at the farther
side was small cottage and the light
of a fire. At our call the occupants
appeared at what seemed to be the
front door. An old colored man and
his wife their heads were white as
cotton. We told them that we were
strangers in those parts and wanted
to be directed to Greenville. The
old man exclaimed: 1t is twenty
miles to Greenville, twelve miles to
the nearest house, and five miles to
the nearest public road
To Be Continued Neat Week.