Clipped From The Paris News
Area Roundup Out Beulahland way ByEdBryson _ , Cruising down curving FM 411 the other day, I came into what used to be called the Beulah community, and the sight took me back to 1919 when I attended Fulbright school about two miles to the west. Beulah was a well-known place then, and I recalled thinking of it as Beulahland, a phrase from an old gospel song I had heard in church. Anyway, I pulled over to the verge of the road when I came in sight of the Carl Gene Baker home. It stands where the old Beulah school or church once -stood. And so it seems that Beulah has lost even the ground it once covered: Looking around for some visible sign of the old place, I saw a great upthrust of earth, with clods as large as small clouds. Beyond the embankment was water, and I learned later that Carl had his old pond deepened and widened with a dragline last summer or fall. I've an idea he'd welcome a three-inch rain to full the pool to the rim and melt the huge clods of earth.