Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1921-09-07
Miss Florence Minis Writes
En- Route From Edgefield
to Oklahoma.
Dear Advertiser:

Dear Advertiser:
From Atlanta to Oklahoma Cit
and on to Tonkawa the country wa
all so new to me that could but kee
my eyes close on the landscape, .jeal
Gus of every obstructing freight car
for fear of missing some bit of seen
cry that I might not see again
There were rows of familiar oaks ye
green, and cotton fields whitley de
flying the boil weevil, in fact moth
ing whose like had never seen be
fore, even the lordly Mississippi.
Here, however, as we crossed a
Memphis there was a surprise in
store, for instead of Slowly ferryine
across with chugging motor boat al
the side, we rapidly rode across
with the good engine pulling over an
enormous bridge of steel that even
the "Father of Waters" does not at
tempt TO flood but meekly flows
under, and thought the country is
much too civilized for me. I prefer
the low long whistle of boat ply
ing from shore to shore.
Sometimes I would like to ex-
change the locomotive for stage
coach ann minus cinders, and close
air, jog behind four good steeds.
There are not enough people who
think as / do or else things might
be that way, and no doubt it is best.
they do not. At any rate ] should
like to leave home on a stage coach,
and return on a locomotive at the
rate of 60 miles an hour. The differ
ent rates of speed would exprss my
reluctance to leave and my eagernesst
to return. a
I almost wish that dust would arise
along the prairie roads from the gals:
oping of herds of buffalos and the
air echo with the shout of IndiansN
they are both here in Oklahoma, the
buffalo and. the Indians, but like
my vanishing animal or race, they
ire too feWssto 1npho ole their adisa
ions.
The farther north we rode the
more decided the great stretches #
,rairie-like land became on the one
ide with great fields of yellow corn
talks rustling in the continued wind
md on the other, whole meadows of |
un flowers, growing so close togeth-
b that they seemed like a
ca of green crowned with waving
'atches of yellow bloom.
So greatly does vegetation differ in
he various parts of our great coun-
ry that the flower commonly known
S "!Snow on the Mountain" or "Dus-
y Miller" fondly nourished in South
rn gardens, was growing in wild
rofusion along the roadways.
In the distance were oil wells,
nth the derricks rising far above the
round, proclaiming that beneath
lowed oil that would later be lu-
ricating the wheels of industry.
Every now and then an Indian
anne on the train and several were
} be seen at various stations. l
'oked at the passengers as closely
S the scenery even, silently deciding
nat the conductor from Oklahoma
ity on was part Indian, which he
robably wasn't at all. He wore a
ink carnation and a piece of fern
though he might have come from
n early wedding, for the train left
seven o'clock. A very few min
Les after I mentally noted his dec {
ration, he came down the aisle
caring a yellow marigold. He prob I
bly, should have been a botanist,
1T was somehow lured into the
ore lucrative job of collecting tick S
s from such wanderers as I, who
'e continually starting off on large S
: small adventures. 7
The wind blew all along the way e
ON Oklahoma City to Tonkawa and
blowing now at a steady rate, +
'rpetual motion, making every tree p
Ie large electric fan. 1t is warm
re now, but in the winter the winds
7eep down from Nebraska. and {
ansas prairies. I shall look upon
EN- as producers of energy and
It of cold.
Florence Minis.
pit. 1, 1921, Tonkawa, Oklahoma. :,