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| Salem, Jan. 21.---Editor Courier:
For more than fifty years have been
almost constant reader Of The Keo-
wee Courier, but have never fully
| realized how much / appreciated 1t
until now, for the reason that | have
been absent from Seneca a month,
and owing to bad roads and the ir-
regularity CT The mails did not re-
| Ceive the last four issues until yes
tcrday. a part Of last night and
much Of to-day has been delightfully."-
spent in their perusal, especially that
New Years editorial. SO rcplete with
wise thought. patriotic spirit and
Christian advice and encouragement.
1t was indeed treat to get these
! papers, but feeling of sorrow per-
| vaded my heart when ! read OF the
| death Of bright and promising Willie
Kay, Of Seneca; the Christian, enter
! prising Harrison, of Walhalla; the
! noble and heroic veterans OF the
Lost Cause" X. S. Rutledge and II.
l.. Brandt, than whom no braver
| spirits espoused and shed their blood
for the dear Southland; and the
stannch and useful Jude Iyester, and
others, whose passing we deeply
mourn. Truly, "In the midst Of life
we are in DEATH "'rhc grim mon
ster knocks at the door Of the palace
OF the king as well as at the door Of
| the cottage OF the peasant" The rich
and the exalted must die as well as
tho poor and humble.
Then came the long list of patriot
sons who are preparing to cross the
"mighty deep to face war, with all
its horrors and bloody strife, and
death IN the trenches. in defense of
our country ana homes against the
imperial tread OF cruelty, injustice,
barbarian oppression and savage in
humanity.
While | admire and glory in the
patriotic spirit and loyal devotion Of
Onr noble young men, yet when |
the uniform Of our beloved country.
my heart blccds with sorrow: and
| the unbidden tear trickles down my
cheek when | realize that not all OF
| them will return. When I think Of
the gricf-stricken parents, lettering
| underneath the burden OF years. who
! will weep as did Rachel OF old: OF
the loving wife who has tcnderly
, Eazcd for the last time upon her
| fond husband, and imprinted the.
last long, loving kiss upon his manly
brow; OF Il sweet sisters last fare
we'll to devoted brother; Of the
sad parting Of kindred souls pledged
in purest love, but never to meet this
! side the joys OF eternity, where
hope Joyous and eternal reunion
awaits all such spirits. But to my
mind the saddest picture of all Is
the youthful father embracing the
fond mother of their flrst-born and
sadly bidding adieu to mama and
the baby.
When | visited this section last
August the good people were Just
done "laying-by" their promising
crops, enjoying the earthly fruits of
their bodily toll and the spiritual
sweets Of several protracted meet
ings, which eliminated In holiness
revival lasting two weeks, services
{rEk
cious tent on one of Salem's seven
hills, whose flooring was native wood
shavings and saw dust mixed with
wheat and rye straw.
Underneath this wide spreading
tent, it was said. Jesus was sought
and found, many souls purified and
wholly saved, the taste for tobacco.
coifee, meat. whiskey. alcoholic ex-
tracts and all vicious things utterly
destroyed, as we'll as bad habits ut
terly abandoned. Christian fellow
ship and neighborly love was said to
abound in that camp. and there was
much testimony given by the breth-
rem and sisters. 'By their fruits We
shall know them
Things are different now. Instead
OF heat and dust there has been q
month Of sleet and snow, ice, mud
and slush. Shooting matches, Christ
mas trees, rabbit hunting, cotton
pickings and some other diversions
nave been engaged in. it is true. but
the oldest people here say this has
been the longest and coldest Smell"
in their memory.
Keowce River, Little River and