Some time ago an English friend of Colonel W.J. Lampton's living in New York and having never visited the South, went to Virginia to spend a month with friends. After a fortnight of it, he wrote back:
"Oh, I say, old top, you never told me that the South was anything like I have found it, and so different to the North. Why, man, it's God's country."
The Colonel, who gets his title from Kentucky, answered promptly by postal.
"Of course it is," he wrote. "You didn't suppose God was a Yankee, did you?"
