The White Sulphur springs; the traditions, history, and social life of the Greenbriar White Sulphur Springs . VI JOURNAL OF A LADY AT THE WHITE SULPHURDURING THE SEASON, OF THE YEAR 1837 Tuesday, July, 1837. IT is two weeks this day since I arrived here,and exactly three since leaving home,towards the end of June, where the flowerslook brighter, and the birds sing sweeter withus than at any other time. I set out for this ter-restrial paradise—so it was described to me then—(and such I have almost found it to be) to renovatemy health by drinking of its sparkling waters,and while away the summer
The White Sulphur springs; the traditions, history, and social life of the Greenbriar White Sulphur Springs . VI JOURNAL OF A LADY AT THE WHITE SULPHURDURING THE SEASON, OF THE YEAR 1837 Tuesday, July, 1837. IT is two weeks this day since I arrived here,and exactly three since leaving home,towards the end of June, where the flowerslook brighter, and the birds sing sweeter withus than at any other time. I set out for this ter-restrial paradise—so it was described to me then—(and such I have almost found it to be) to renovatemy health by drinking of its sparkling waters,and while away the summer hours in mirth andgladness, among its green hills and smiling val-leys. Our party being among the first arrivals, weobtained excellent accommodations, which by alittle tact and management we have been enabledthus far to retain exclusively for ourselves. I can-not but contrast the present aspect here of every-thing, with that which presented itself on our firstarrival. Then everything was green and beauti-ful, as it is now, but more quiet than our ownhomes. We spent all the morning in our cabin, 130. k. Journal of a Lady—Year iSjy 131 looking from time to time with eager eyes towardsthe highroad in the hope of being blessed withthe sight of some traveling carriage; and whenthe few who were here met on the walk in theafternoon, the first inquiry was, What friends arecoming? When will they be here? Now all islife, bustle and enjoyment, and each day bringsan accession to our company. It was but thismoment that I saw Mr. Anderson lead the wayto Carolina Row, followed by a carriage and four,filled with ladies; the gentlemen of the party fol-lowing on horseback. Scarcely have we got through the rides and ex-cursions of one day, ere new ones are proposed forthe next. Miss has never been to Lewis-burg, or Miss has never seen the cascade, or would like to see it again. We must have aride over to the Sweet Springs; we can dine atCrows on the way back, and then be in time forthe bal
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