Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1917-04-04

Leon. Fort Marion stands at the
right of the gates, surrounded by
the reservation around which the
history of St. Augustine is so close
ly woven. 1t is open to visitors
from 8 A. NJ. to 5 P. NJ, except
Sunday. In addition to Library
there is the Institute for Science
and Historical Society. The gov
ernment donated plenty of space in
Fort Marion for housing future col
lections and by the generosity of
Hon. Chauncey M. DePew. and
other visitors the society has a large
and useful collection of historic and
scientific curiosities. Thousands of
visitors go here every month, and
courteous guides show one around
through the easements and dungeons
of this colossal structure, built by
the Spaniards in which they felt
safe and secure from attack. But
with the late highly explosive cheml-
calls of the Germans, these massive
walls are as helpless for defense as
cigar box, just as the crew aboard
an armored cruiser cased in triple
plates of solid steel, is at the mercy
of the deadly submarine. In fact
science has stripped from man his
every defense and it looks as if the
operations Of warfare are getting
so destructive to weak human life
that it would force the world to live
in peace. God grant 1t. Usina
North Beach is on the opposite side
of the Matauzas River, miles N.
of the city. Here is a beautiful
view of the sea, and crowds enjoy
the surf bathing all the year round.
All around and about St. Augustine
are many hard, level roads and you
see many stylish vehicles drawn by
pairs of beautiful horses, and driven
by we'll groomed liveried coach
man. After all, as much as we en-
Joy the automobile, there is nothing
for real comfort and service that
can take the place of pair of ine
horses hitched to a stylish Landau
or light buggy; then there is some
thing so human and lovable about a
good sensible horse, especially after
one becomes attached to the noble
animal and learns his many good
uualities-next to beautiful wom-
an, comes graceful, blooded horse.
In fact the two go well together, as
the loveliest handwork of our
blessed creator. There is no more
beautiful sight than to see a beauti-
full woman driving or riding a
graceful, spirited horse, whose well
groomed form glistens in sunshine
like satin. The man who does not
love horses and dogs is fit for trea-
son strategy and spoil" {" l remem-
Der as a bog the first dog 1 ever
owned. He was black rat-terrier
with beautiful locket aad collar
about his neck, and. had cut on a
brass band the word Penny"
This dog was lost by a passenger
on the Stage Coach that ran by
Meeting Street every day. He was
beautiful little dog, and would
kill rats as pastime. He also
would kill snake by catching him
in the middle and shaking him viol-
emily from one side to the other.
We heard of a lady who had
plenty of money and no children
visiting Florida, who was obsessed
with an abnormal love for her pet
dog and had special trunk made
for her pet and had him all decked
out in fancy Jackets with sleeves
and pants, several fine caps and
hoods, gold locket and collar around
his neck and fed him on the dainti-
est kind of costly food. She would
sometimes, in bad weather, put him
in silk bag that she tied about her
waist and walk around with his
head poked out from the bag. She
belonged to the idle rich, but car
ried her love for dogs too far. Yet
a dog can get closely attached tc
you, and no animal is so faithful
and afectionate as a good dog. My
children wept with unconsoled
grief when our last dog died. 1t
reminds us of those lines of some
poet on pet dog:
He's dead, oh lay him gently in
the ground
And may his tomb be by this verse
renown'd
Here Shack, the pride of all his
kind is laid,
Who fawned like man, but ne'er
like man betrayed.