Woman's enterprise., 1922-12-15
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There was no municipal govern c
ment, just village of about one d
thousand of the best people, all law O
abiding and bent on doing right and t
being pleasant and agreeable. Prom f
inent among the improvements were
bath houses in the river below the r
spring, and a large pavilion over the t
spring, which served the purpose of
a resting and assembling place, and
for dancing. Every night the people
assembled at the pavilion to gossip,
talk politics, etc., and dance by the
light of the fires and candles to the
music of violin, when music arose
with its voluptuous swell, soft eyes
looked love to eyes which spoke
again, and all went merry as a mar
riage bell" A line of daily hacks
was run to and from the Springs and
Baton Rouge, bringing ice, provisions
and passengers, and the whole length
of the road was marked by clouds of
dust. All who could do so went out
to board or bull da cottage. Not to
do one or the other was to be refused
register in the "Who's Who" book.
All enjoyed themselves and helped
make life pleasant for everyone else.
Barbecues, political meetings were
made for this village, 1--WE had some
politics then, same as now, all these
served to pass the time pleasantly.
How long this happy state would
have lasted, had not the Civil War
with its unhappy consequences come
down upon the scene, we cannot say.
) After the State Of Louisiana seeded
, from the Union, pandemonium reign
ed; war was upon US, and the decline
, of the beautiful village began. Some
, of it's inhabitants went into the army,
others left for their permanent homes
! in the city. The hotel was burned,
either by accident or vandalism; COT
e tage after cottage became vacant,
, and was destroyed, till only few
|. were left, and by the end Of the Civil
$ War, this once beautiful village was
memory only. 1t was a pity to see
+ the rapid destruction, but such is his
I tory, "Tempora mutantur."
i One August night in 1865, l saw
j. 1.-TWO young men loading the last piece
e of lumber from the last cottage In
l. the village. The day had been hot
d and the night was chosen for work
a The moon was shining through thu
# branches of the pines. The sof'
J. notes of the whippoorwill were il
g the air; the bark of dog in the dis
,e tance, all added to the sadness of tn
" occasion. The wagon drove away
il and down the road the whistling boy
,e drove the teams, while the creakinl
" wheels of the loaded wagon was tn
Id requiem of Greenwell Springs.
c. The spring was left, and is still
70 there, Yes, the memory of the pleas
d; ant days and nights of old arise
ry "'You may break, you may shatte
he the vase if you will, the scent 0
L. NE roses will hang around it still.
he |Sundry vain attempts have been mad
st to resurrect this village, but so ia
ad they have not been successful. Tn
IN echo of the past brings many sad a
e. we'll as pleasant memories but "
ct |are forced to say this OF many othe
X things in life. Let US hope. This
lg. 1917, the age of good roads and auto
he mobiles. These, with the well-know
ST. value of the waters of these spring
he all combined, make a trinity whie
cir should serve to inspire the hope an
ev belief that some day in the near fl
,s- ture we shall again see beautif'
ch resort where the sick and tired ma
find health, and rest, and enjoy then
mo selves. If our American people jou
MN ney to Europe to be benefited (
or- their springs, and the people Of E
ID rope came to America to drink al
p. use our spring water, is it not u
" reasonable to hope that we sh'
I'm again see this once delightful pla
mo take its station among the mai
the health and pleasure resorts OF tn
ar. our charming Southland. This sprl'
to is by analysis one Of the best tor
,m and health giving waters, as it
of ways has been. The spot is beau
3D. full and restful, and we'll worth
of visit. It is easy of access. Then W
..+ may we not hope to see it again
,ro stored and the Mecca Of all who wi
,ore rest and health? say why not, a
,oe again why not? :'Nous verron
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