. Editors I have known since the civil war (rewritten and reprinted from letters in the Clarion-ledger) . ife shall last. It was a sad and solemn scene, andone I often recall with profit, but have never before attemptedto describe. It is well to live over occasionally the sad hours of youthand experience again the heart-throbs of life. Let us drawthe curtain and shut out the picture, for we are treading uponsacred memories, personal and dear to me, but of no specialinterest to the reader. III. We had but a short time to wait for the train; my ticketwas bought, my trunk checked. I bade goodbye
. Editors I have known since the civil war (rewritten and reprinted from letters in the Clarion-ledger) . ife shall last. It was a sad and solemn scene, andone I often recall with profit, but have never before attemptedto describe. It is well to live over occasionally the sad hours of youthand experience again the heart-throbs of life. Let us drawthe curtain and shut out the picture, for we are treading uponsacred memories, personal and dear to me, but of no specialinterest to the reader. III. We had but a short time to wait for the train; my ticketwas bought, my trunk checked. I bade goodbye to friends atthe depot, and entered the train with my good, old Christianfather, who remained with me until the conductor halloed Allaboard. With tears in his eyes he clasped my hand and saidin a choking voice, as he retired, My boy, do the best youcan in life; do your duty as you see it; live uprightly, dontforget your home and your people, and remember the fourthand fifth commandments. The engineer blew his whistle, reversed his throttle andturned on steam; the engine commenced puffing, the pistons. Major E. Barksdale EDITORS I HAVE KNOWN 27 began sliding into the cylinders, increasing their speed withevery stroke, forcing out white, hot spray J the drivers wererevolving fast, the train getting under full speed, and soonthe little town of Forest faded from sight to which I wasnever again to return except as a visitor. The train was in charge of Conductor Holbrooke, towhom I soon introduced myself, making various inquiriesabout railroading, Brandon and its people, for he had marriedMiss Fannie Gunn of that place and described it as the great-est town on earth. He was the father of Mrs. Carl Seutter,and retired to his farm at Holbrooke, Rankin county, afterleaving the service of the railroad, where he passed the latteryears of his life quietly and happily. Holbrooke stopped and talked with me several times ashe passed through the train, for he was a social and com-panionable ma
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