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CiESAR'S HEAD AND CHIMNEY ROCK 
THERE are two places on the eastern side of the 
Blue Ridge that one, being at Traumfest, 
should visit: Caesar's Head, that grand promontory 
of the Blue Ridge that at one commanding point 
holds back the tumultuous sea of foothills beating 
against its base, and Chimney Rock, one of the 
gentlest and most charming little valleys one 
could wish to know. Each lies a long day's drive 
from Traumfest, one to the south, the other to the 
north. 
The way to Chimney Rock lies through valleys of 
corn and along sunny slopes where the cotton grows, 
for one of the advantages of Traumfest is that from 
it you can step down into the cotton country that 
begins at the foot of the Blue Ridge. The Northerner, 
whose eye has never swept a cotton-field during the 
changing seasons, imagines that its only moment of 
interest is when the picturesque negro is gathering 
the harvest. He does not know that the cotton, like 
the peach, is a flower as well as a crop, the starry- 
leaved plant bearing large lemon-yellow and rosy- 
red hibiscus-like flowers; and of course when the 
great pods burst and the fields are whitened with the 
snow of the harvest, it is worth one's while to take a 
run down into the cotton country. On the lower 
