Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1917-11-07

"oiHHssstASO W q " iulieS, over al lnQ1an
trail, and then on to Asheville, maxi
inggsbout 70 miles ride. Where is
/ thesyoung woman Of to-day who
could perform such feat? Where
is the young woman who could take
herstracks and follow her?
When Stoleman and Kinks men
iefs4onr house. after taking every
negro but one girl, every horse but
one colt, and everything else they
would have, down to chlldren's
clothing, needles, thimbles and scis-
sors, they left there only three or
four; 5little pieces of meat and two
andsa half bushels of corn, and not
bushel to be bought this side of
French Broad-20 miles away-and
not,abdollar to buy it with or horse
to haul 1t. However, they did leave
six little children.
Artery having been reared in
home of luxury, with a negro servant
at every beck and call, to such an
extent that she did not know how to
cook a meal of victuals when she was
married, ask you to stand with her
and view the prospect! Take her
tracks, and take the dirty wool from
the sleeps back, and wash It In the
creek, and send me, as she did, with
hired hand, over the mountain be-
yond the Kilgore place to dig white
walnut roots to dye the wool, dry It
in the sunshine, card 1t with hand
cardsS into rolls, spin 1t by hand on
10 broaches, reel it by hand into
hanks, prepare it for the loom, weave
1t Into cloth, cut and make it into
clothes for man, woman and chill
dren- doing the sewing with a
needle in her fingers without sew
ing machine. And in addition. quilt
ing hats for the boys with her dng-
ers, knitting stockings for the whole
family by midnight firelight and do
Ing her cooking on the fireplace,
without cook stove. Where, Ask,
Is the young woman of to-day who
could follow her, the mother Of If
teen children, twelve of whom are
living to-day-and yet she lives to
bless them
The first pair of shoes ever had
were made by old Aunt "allie Han
cock, who many Of you remember,
out Of COW hide tanned by my fa-
ther in trough, dug by his own
hands, in a big log, out in the swamp.
The morning she was to bring the
shoes I was up early and met her in
the. road, the proudest boy in Chris
endom!
Going back to grandma and grand
pa: They had practically accomplish
ed tile work Of two life-times, and
! deserved. to live long and die in
peace, which they did.
Then, is 1t any wonder that we
should form this association, and
| come here once a year to learn val
liable Lessons from the lives and
characters of our honored ancestors,
which we will do we'll to transmit to
our children? Then, Is 10 any Won
der that every one with drop Of the
blood coursing through his veins,
should turn with fondness and de-
light to the valley, which has wit
messed the trials and tribulations,
ana pleasures and delights, Of those
who have gone before US?
How often has the sun risen over
old Chimney Top, and looked
through the tiny window to give
light and lustre to the eyes OF the
fond mother, as she looked for the
first time into the face Of her new
born babe. How often has she set
beyond old Whiteside, drawing with
her the rays of light and leaving the
pail of darkness, Shrouding the
death-couch! Then because adver-
sity Is the mother Of fondest friend
ship, we have double cause for COM
ing back for pleasure and inspiration
TO Cashiers Valley.
And such a valley! Lying here
as she does amid these gigantic
mountains, with an atmosphere akin
to that which the angels breathe,
studded on the one side by old
Whiteside, veritable gem in rustic
setting; abounding in numerous
hills, covered with their original and
splendid forests, giving forth count
less springs of cold and limpid water
that Is a panacea for the thirst Of
man and beast, equaling, If not ex-
ceeding the immortal oasis in a des-