Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1921-07-27

opened the letter from home, IN
| which was contained the news item
| and an invitation, as follows:
"Richland is going to have re-
dedicatory service Of the rem odeled
church. After the services there will
be basket dinner on the grounds.
Can you come and attend? You
would enjoy it. We could drive DIX
ie" and take our dinner and have a
most enjoyable time meeting the old
and the new. Come If you cant"
What temptation to one "desk
bound" and lame! 1T was really like
holding an attraction before the eyes
Of an eager child. ! most reluctant
ly put the temptation behind me, for,
like o~e dear old Adam know quite
pleasantly, 81 can stand anything but
temptation" as he is fond of saying
| and that's just about my fix.
After writing this precious sister
that | cannot come. my imagination
went upon one of those Journeys,
sometimes as foolish as pleasant, and
| leaving behind me very untidy
| desk, surrounded by baskets Of work
| to be done, found myself gazing
out OF my window off into space
while memory took an airplane jour-
| ney, skimming along over the we'll
charted road of the Past, and as the
prophet of old "saw a new heaven
and new earth,' SO l saw new
| Richland and an old.
l could visualize, at the end of my
days journey, my sisters honey
home, a big welcome and a delicious
| rest on the spacious vine-clad piazza
| with it's sweeping view Of the noun
tains clothed in their blue distance,
the rolling green fields, and near at
hand the sweet old-fashioned roses,
mingling their delightful odor with
| that of the cape jessamine and hon
eysuckle, around which the green,
irridescent, crimson-t -throated hum
ming bird buzZed while slipping it's
| dainty meal Of nectar from the depth
Of the blooms
The air is heavy with the cloying
sweetness of the mingled bloom just
rain-drenched!
l could picture a sweet Sabbath
morning bathed in radient sunshine
after dewy night, now sparkling
with dewdrops everywhere, and fill
ing the air with the perfume of flow
ers, as we'll as later odors developed
in newer period, that of gas and
oil from the passing automobiles.
We, being absolutely innocent of
any such luxury, took our Sabbath
days journey" in a more leisurely
manner, namely, the "Dixie" route,
Dixie being known and styled as a
ladies mare" Of the mid-Victorian
period, when ladies were supposed
to require very careful looking after,
and therefore the safe ladies' horse
was, as rule, quite docile, and was
never guilty Of exceeding the speed
limit on any occasion.
Quite different the mounts for the
lass Of to-day, who, on account Of
her will-developed muscles, is quite
capable Of handling the most spir-
tied horse in such manner as to
make him know he can take no lib
critics with her.
We now drive from beneath the
rose-covered porte-co-chere, with
SjStnr hN11inu thn 90,
carefully across the railroad track,
the billowy stretch of road immedi-
| ateiy on the other side, and now the
stretch Of level road, with it's pro-
fusion Of blackberry vines on either
side. This now brings us ont by
the new old Bounty Land school
house. where in the yesteryear our
grandfather taught the young idea
now to shoot with such munitions
as Webster's Blue-backed Spelling
BOOK, with its fronticepicce Of the
Grecian lady leading a youth, sup
posed to be Of the male gender, but
dressed more like the ultra odcrn
girl Of to-day, with his knee reach
ing garment. leading him up the
road Of knowledge to the Temple Of
Fame. Whether grandpa's pupils
| ever reached that summit have yet
to learn. AS to the other textbooks
] am much disposed to think they
consisted Of that wonderful set Of
the Three R's-"Readin' an Ritin'
an 'Itithmatic.". All that. too, has
passed away!