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Entered according to Act of Congress, in J une,lßTo, by J. W. Burke & Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the So. District 0 i G corgi a Vol. IV—No. 17. Written for Burke’s Weekly. ROSIE ROSEBUD’S TRAVELS, And What She Saw. WL Mr * r>ufiKE ’ s kind permis sion, I will tell the readers of the Weekly of a delightful trip to Upper Georgia, and -what I saw while there. If there are any critics among the large family of “ Burke Cou sins, ’ I trust they will not be too severe on a little girl of twelve years of age, if her descriptions of scenery are not quite as poetical and fanciful as an older person might serve up to them. 1 more practiced pen than mine, to do full justice to the glorious mountain scenery of Cherokee Georgia; but I can at least give the impressions of a little girl, and these ought to be at least interesting to the little girls and boys who read this paper. I am not going to tell you all where I live. I will only say that a pleasant ride of a few hours over the South-western Railroad brought me to the beautiful city of Macon — a city dear to all of us children, be cause it is the home of Buiike’s Weekly. I was sorry that I could not find the time to visit Mr. Burke, and see face to face one who is so well known through his paper to Southern boys and girls. We were very pleasantly cared for at Brown’s Hotel —one of the best of its kind in the country —until the train was ready to carry us to Atlanta. Atlanta is quite a large and busy town ; but I confess that I do not like it as well as Macon. There is too much bustle and excitement —too many railroad trains whistling and blowing in every direction —to suit the tastes of a little girl, who has all her life long been accustomed to the quiet and seclu sion of a country home. So I was not sorry when papa had seated us in the train for Marietta, and informed us that we should leave in a few minutes. Marietta is a delightful town, and the people are just as nice as they can be. My mamma has some friends in Mari- MACON, GEORGIA, OCTOBER 22, 1870. etta, and they met us at the depot, and very kindly took us home with them. I could tell you all about the friends I made at Marietta —of Josie and Katie, two little girls who lived in the pleasant home we were stopping at, and of the nice times I had with them while there: but I am afraid you little folks will get tired of me if I get prosy ; and after all, the time passed very much as it always does wfith us children when we get to gether. One day, we all went to the Kennesaw Mountain, which is only two LIMESTONE SPRING, CEDAR TOWN, GA. miles and a half from Marietta. Here we saw the remains of the fortifications erected by our people during the war ; for you know there was some terrible fighting at Kennesaw between our sol diers under General Johnston, and the Yankees under General Sherman. But everything is quiet there now ; and it is hard to imagine that it was ever the scene of so much bloodsh7?H. We had a fine view of the country and of Marietta from the top of Kennesaw, which is nearly 2000 feet above the level of the ocean. I was quite sorry to bid adieu to my little friends at Marietta, after a week’s stay with them ; but we only had a short month’s leave of absence from home, and there were other places to visit. I wanted very much to go to Roswell —a pretty little village only thirteen miles from Marietta for I learned that Mr. Goulding, who wrote “ The Young Ma rooners,” is living there, and I wanted so much to see him ; but I could not find the time, and had to forego the pleasure of shaking that good old man’s hand. From Marietta we went to Rome — stopping a short time at Kingston, where we took the cars of the Rome Branch Railroad. There is not much to be seen at Kingston; but Spring Bank, the residence of Rev. Charles Wallace Howard, near there, is said to be a beautiful place. The ride from Kingston to Rome was a most delightful one. The railroad runs along the banks of the Etowah river rearly all the way, and sometimes we were so near the water that I could Whole No. 173. easily have thrown an apple into the river. We found Rome a beautiful town, situated in the fork of two fine rivers—the Etowah and the Oostenaula, which together form the Coosa. It is very hilly, but there are many beautiful residences ; and I think it must be one of the most delightful summer residen ces in the State. I will tell you more about Rome in another letter. I want to tell you now of our visit to the pretty village of Cedar Town. This place is in Polk County, about eighteen miles from Rome, but we t.nnlr tVu» 1 aaq laaaow— pooß am apoyi " jlurfli nine' nines uistanl. Mamma has an old friend living at Cedar Town, and she sent her car riage to Cave Spring to meet us. It was a pleasant day, and we enjoyed the ride very much. In two hours we reached the house of our kind friend, and received a hearty wel come. Cedar Town is a pretty little vil lage in Cedar Yalley, which takes its name from the large number of cedar trees that grow there. They are almost as plentiful as pine trees with us. At Cedar Town, right in the village, is the finest limestone spring I ever saw —said to be the finest in the State. The water is so clear that you can see the smallest object on the bottom ; and although it is very deep, the water is so trans parent that it does not seem to be deep at all. It is completely sur rounded by a grove of the most beautiful cedar trees, which come down to the very water’s edge, and afford a most grateful shade on a hot summer’s day. I was much pleased with Cedar Town, and was sorry that we could not stay longer ; but we had a delight ful drive back to Cave Spring, where we took the evening train for Rome. But I have written enough for this time, and will close, hoping that I have not tired you all with my ramb ling letter. Rosie Rosebud. - A word in season, how good it is! u