Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-08-28
The Country Home
BY MRS. W. I'll. FELTON,
This Year of Wet Weather


Still it rains. Still the thunder
clouds hover over the horizon. 1t
lightens in the east every night.
There are mutterings of thunder ev-
cry day. Sometimes it sprinkles.
Then again it pours down rain. When
you go to bed at night you are not
surprised by hearing the rain pat
tering down on the roof When
you Whirl along on a railroad train
there is standing water between the
rows Of corn and cotton.
Occasionally you see sort of a
lake in the middle of the field. The
cotton stalks are tall enough. How
much fruit there is on the plant is a
question yet to be answered. Inside
the house the damp has made the
doors stick fast, and the shoes and
leather articles accumulate mold. If
you have some woolens hanging
about Or lying around you see plen-
ty of gray mold. The grass is rank
in the yards and few people are will
ing to NOW it down or cut it for hay
at any old price.
And the roads!
From bad to worse, and from worse
to nearly impossible for mud and
slush.
Sure it has been a long rainy SPELL!
GEORGIA CAMPHEETINGs
Among the earliest of my child.
hood recollections were concerned
with Georgia cam greetings. 1 had
a young uncle, who made his home
at our house for many years. where
he was engaged as clerk and chiel
man in my fathers country store.
My love for this uncle was surpase-
ing strong. L thought he was the
dearest of all my playmates.
Everything that interested me ap-
peared to interest him. Anyhow, that
is the way it appealed to me. felt
H. H. oil hn of c
and be mine. So it happened that
had my awakening at a campmeet-
ing. We had to go a long way and
started in the cool of the morning. :.
We arrived with the crowd and it
was a big one. Some time after we
looking about me as children will
do, somebody whispered, There S
your Uncle Johns sweetheart. Won
der how long until the wedding" !
was wide awake in an instant There
were many hundreds singing and en-
Toying the scenes about them, but
ha: only eyes for one person in the
multitude 1 cared for nothing else
watched her every motion. !
sided up near her once or twice I'M
til she perhaps understood my eager
ness or whatever was moving my
mind that day. 1 quizzed my mother
off and on every opportunity.
i ala not u1S1lh6 lSI1 AOl
for my peace of mind, but coulo
think of nothing more important.
1t was one of the browning events
of my life at that early period, ano
in the late autumn OF my long lie,
[ can still remember how she looked
uncle's sweetheart filled my Httle
self brimful of anticipation.
And so it turned out all right.
loved her as hard as my young SOU
could take her in; to the day of her
death, nevertheless, | had teellng
lower seat in my uncle,s aftectlon
where 1 had believed | held frs,
Mace among his pets. Childish love
is very importunate.
remember another big bush ar.
Dor meeting when a big storm cams
nearby church, and ! was llfted ul
20 window at the close and named
TO NV fathers waiting arms OUTSIDE
I recall also that DR.. Alexander
Means, Bishop Andrew, and judge
TIongstreet were there and some OF
with us to spend the night.
They were great men in middle
Georgia, great preachers and my
delight was tumultous when the9
came to Decatur to preach, ant
would stay at our house often OF
occasionally DIS IL llcppShASu'
These camp meetings came along
wear by year Everybody went
who could get there, if only for,
day. Everywhere 1 have llVed' pc
fore the war, we had these pig
campmeetings, until we had one fol-
several years on our own land here
which was turned into military
camp for training Confederate sol
diers during the Civil war, We hat
tent of our own and lived doWr
there in the tent near the big spr1ne
which supplied all the people and
later all the soldiers, with the pures
of good water. :,
How those dear Christians would
shout and how we could all sing the
songs Of Zion!
All these things have been in my
mind lately, for L have been to two
! camp meetings within the las
week, and have enjoyed them much
more than I am able to express.
On Sunday, the fifteenth Of
August, my sister and myself were