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VOLUME SIX
NUMBER NINETEEN
CLUB WOMEN AT CORDIAL CLAYTON
Personal Survey of a Federation Chautauqua Gives Delightful Insight Into Great Work of This Loyal Organization.
ADAME President, Mrs. Hugh M.
Willet, of Atlanta, President of
the Federated Women’s Clubs of
Georgia, segregated her little
party of women from the teeming
mass of humanity that always
fills the big Terminal Station in
Atlanta.
Looking us over with a mili-
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tary eye, she cried, gaily: “Girls, we are
seven,” and we marched, in all of our Scrip
tural fullness, upon charming, gracious Clay
ton, the gem of the Blue Ridge Mountains.
On Tuesday morning, June 20th, the first
Annual Chautauqua of the Federation of
Women’s Clubs for the Ninth District of
Georgia, was called to order in the Court
House, a spacious and symmetrical structure
of stone and slate, nestling at the base of
majestic Black Rock Mountain.
An address of welcome by Mayor T. L.
Bynum intensified the “at home” feeling that
each of us had experienced when we alighted
from the train the afternoon before, and lit
erally fell into the arms of our new-made
friends.
Following the address of the Mayor, Mr.
Singleton, President of the Board of Educa
tion, greeted the visitors in cordial words,
and laid before them the educational needs
and advantages of Clayton.
Mr. Singleton is a native of the North
Georgia Highlands, and his speech glowed
with burnished eloquence and native wit,
born of daily communion with the divine sol
itude and unfretted calm of the mighty hills.
It was interesting to learn from him that a
public school was built in Clayton as early
as 1824, and had been maintained continu
ously since.
Two new school buildings are now in prog
ress, one to be known as the Clayton Gram
mar School, and the other as the Logan E.
Bleckley Memorial High School. This is a
great manifestation of progress in a com
munity of less than two thousand people,
and we wondered at it until Mr. Singleton
gave us the key to the secret. Said he: “I
have never had an education because I had
no chance. We want our children to be bet
ter equipped for the battle of life. It will
mean much to us to build these two schools,
but will power and self-sacrifice will do any
thing!
Clayton Enjoys Distinction.
Comment on the immaculate cleanliness
of the Court House disclosed the fact that
the two oldest ladies in Clayton had prepar
ed it for our reception, and these same old
GENTLEMEN OF THE GEORGIA LEGISLATURE—Page Four
ATLANTA, GA., JUNE 29, 1911
By MARGARET BEVERLY UPSHAW.
ladies were the prime movers in Clayton’s
first “cleaning-up day.”
Clayton also claims the honor of being the
only city in Georgia in which women serve
on its Board of Education.
It produced two of Georgia’s most illus
trious men, both of whom were exalted to
the high position of Supreme Judge of the
State of Georgia. One of them being our
lamented and beloved Judge Logan E.
Bleckley, who forever immortalized in
poem and story the mountains, rills
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and wild children of the woods that satisfied
and glorified his poet soul.
Legend of Screamer.
Standing aloof from the winding chain of
towering mountains, fringed to its lofty
summit in the verdant lace of Nature’s del
icate weaving, Screamer raised its proud
head, stately, silent, serenely grand.
We had feasted our eyes upon it in un
stinted admiration, but the strange, wierd
name fascinated first, and later set us to
wondering.
“Why ‘Screamer’?” we asked, and Miss
Ella Bacon, our faithful friend and sometime
contributor, came to the rescue of our con
suming curiosity, by giving us the thrilling
legend of the lonely pyramid.
She told us that in days agone when In
dians roamed the hillsides, and built their
wigwams upon the self-same sites that are
now graced with brightsome cottages, cozy
homes, and commodious hotels, the white
man sought out and settled in the fertile cup
at the foot of the stately mountain. Others
of his kind came to join him, and as early
as 1819 wmie settlers were fast possessing
memselves of ?se valuable lands.
In one of the new-made, hewn log homes
lived a maiden as fair of face as the blushing
laurel, and as graceful and unafraid as the
unmolested antelope.
One day as she roamed the sylvan hill
sides a warrior saw her, and his soul panted
to claim her as his squaw. Cunning, steal
thy, recking not of pursuit, the Red-Wing
stalked his prey. Dashing suddenly from his
hiding-place he seized the hapless girl and
bore her, screaming and half-fainting with
terror, to the strong-hold of his tribe on the
summit of the mountain.
After the manner of. the savage Indian, the
brave young bucks, tricked out in all the
gruesome gleanings of tomahawk and scal
pel, seated the beautiful “Pale-face” in their
midst and set up a wild dance around her,
feeding the primitive lustfulness of their un
tamed natures upon her helpless agony, and
keeping step to the wild music of her panic
stricken cries for nelp.
When the orgy was at its zenith, and the
captors were dizzy with tne dance and drunk
with the wine of conquest, a party of rescu
ers flew upon them in furious indignation,
cut and clubbed through the tawny circle to
the side of the flower-faced daughter of the
hills, and saved her from worse than death.
After this exciting episode the mountain
was known as Screaming Mountain, later
contracted to Screamer.
Why The District Chautauqua?
The purpose and plan of the Federation
work among women has become very wide
spread, but it may not be thoroughly under
stood by all. For a long time many women
were skeptical and vastly more men were
uncompromisingly cynical and “agin them
wimmins meetin’s.” But the worm has turn
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