The White Sulphur springs; the traditions, history, and social life of the Greenbriar White Sulphur Springs . n range, wooded to its summit,glowing with its marvel of color, the reason forwhich no man knows, shuts out with its wall omysterious hues the world from the granary othe South, the Valley of Virginia,--the fruitfulland that supplied Stonewall Jackson s army andwhere the women and the children of the Southproduced the grain to support the life of the armiesin gray. Around these mountains hovers the sub-lime spirit of Stonewall Jackson. Every road through this Valley is
The White Sulphur springs; the traditions, history, and social life of the Greenbriar White Sulphur Springs . n range, wooded to its summit,glowing with its marvel of color, the reason forwhich no man knows, shuts out with its wall omysterious hues the world from the granary othe South, the Valley of Virginia,--the fruitfulland that supplied Stonewall Jackson s army andwhere the women and the children of the Southproduced the grain to support the life of the armiesin gray. Around these mountains hovers the sub-lime spirit of Stonewall Jackson. Every road through this Valley is Ashbys, Manassas, Thoroughfare, andThorns Gaps emerged the gray-clad armies tofall like a thunderbolt upon those seeking to pene-trate the fasmesses of the Valley. Back and forthup and down, across these railroad tracks, ebbedand surged the men in blue and those in gray,-each army bent on possessing this great gram-houseof the Confederate government. This was theland scourged by Hunter and Sheridan; and thedesolated fields, the roofless houses, and the de-nuded chimneys pointing to the sky, all long at-. ti. On the Way to the White Sulphur 2Ii tested that this was the land needed by the Northand defended so desperately by the sons of theSouth. Passing across its marvelous panorama ofwaving fields,—with its splendor of pastoral lifeand its wonder of blue mountains,—where thebright grain and the bladed corn and the re-createdhome have blotted out the scars of war, erelongthe great walls of the Alleghanies come in sight,and you are in the midst of a phantasmagoria ofpine-clad mountains, jutting foot-hills, tremen-dous heights, green and smiling valleys, sky-reach-ing water-falls, clear and purling streams, andunder an azure sky you find nestled, in the veryheart of these mighty mountains, beneath the shadeof ancient oaks and great rich pines and cedars theOld White, rejuvenated and reglorified by thehand of science and modern energy and wealth,yet sweet with the memories and
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