XIII.
ON THE SOUTHERN TRAIL.
Butler’s Rich Pastures Unfold Their Oleaginous Treasures—The Cross-Belt Deals Trumps—Petrolia, Karns City and Millerstown—Thorn Creek Knocks the Persimmons for a Time—McDonald Mammoths Break All Records—Invasion of Washington—Green County Has Some Surprises—Gleanings of More or Less Interest.
“I’m comin’ from de Souf, Susanna, do’ant yo cry.”—Negro Melody.
“Again the lurid light gleamed out.”—J. Boyle O’Reilly.
“I have never been known to miss one end of the trail.”—J. Fennimore Cooper.
“An eagle does not catch flies.”—Latin Proverb.
“Step by step one goes very far.”—French Proverb.
“The light fell like a halo upon their bent heads.”—Rev. John Watson.
“Either I will find a way or make one.”—Norman Crest.