. Highways and byways of the South. T HE easternportion ofTennessee isa wilderness of forestand tortuous valleysand rude ridges, andwhere these ridges liftthemselves highest, onthe extreme bordersof the state, they areknown as the GreatSmoky 1 journeyedand found a stopping-place at a large, white,two-story house onWolf Creek. Thehouse stood beside anold highway that wentA Drink at the Spring through the mountain valleys from Tennessee to North Carolina, and it hadbeen a tavern previous to the building of the railroad. 121 122 Highways and Byways of the South In those old days
. Highways and byways of the South. T HE easternportion ofTennessee isa wilderness of forestand tortuous valleysand rude ridges, andwhere these ridges liftthemselves highest, onthe extreme bordersof the state, they areknown as the GreatSmoky 1 journeyedand found a stopping-place at a large, white,two-story house onWolf Creek. Thehouse stood beside anold highway that wentA Drink at the Spring through the mountain valleys from Tennessee to North Carolina, and it hadbeen a tavern previous to the building of the railroad. 121 122 Highways and Byways of the South In those old days the thoroughfare which now seemedso quiet was enlivened with constant traffic, and thedwellers along the way could rarely look out on it andnot see some passing team or horseback An Old-time Tavern The tavern had a broad porch with a balcony above,extending nearly its whole length, and there was apassage through the middle to an ornamental gardenin the rear, where were flowers and paths and manyquaintly trimmed clumps of boxwood. At a littleremove were several ruinous log cabins that had beenthe slave quarters before the war. The valley wasnarrow, and round about were tumbled hills, and be- In the Tennessee Mountains 123 yond the hills rose rugged mountain ranges bristlingwith interminable forest. This was the first genuinemountain country I had seen in the South, and Ifound it delightful. While I was sojourning here, an elderly man by thename of Gliddon was one day present at dinner. Hewas an old friend of the tavern family, and, after wehad eaten, he and my landlord sat a long time visitingon the porch, and I sat with them. It was uncom-monly hot out in the sunshine, and the cool comfortof the porch was very agreeable. Two young collieswere frisking about th
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