Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1848-11-10

may, heard some wheels behind me. and
up came two bloods. in handsome buggy
with fiery pair of horses, and they-that
is, the bloods-chalenged me 10 a race.
Me ! the father of a family! quiet, re-
spectacle citizen racing on the Blooming
dale road A pretty joke and SO l was
about 10 tell 'em, when the abominable
beast that was dragging me, accepted the
invitation on his own hook. and put out as
II somebody had been building fire of sha-
wings under his hind quarters. Gracious
my blood curdles when think of it! Be-
lore could saw stop him ~ | was out of
all hearing. Phew blisters how he
went! The trees and the houses and tho
milestones went racing the other way, as if
Satan was in them. felt as | was hitch
ed to the magnetic telegraph. The perspi-
ration rolled down my cheeks like tho cata-
ract of Niagara. The wind had been blow
ing in our direction pretty strong, but we
went so fast ii had to blow the other way.
Our velocity was so great that my head be-
came cool, because the sun didn't get time
to make it hot. Thunder. it was like
lightning.
On we went. The Black Rider, and
John Gilpin, and Mazcppa, and forty loco
motives weTn't circumstance. People
tried to keep up with me, with their minute
cabs, but it warn't no manner o use.
ielt that my hour was come. knew that
| should never behold Sukey, my dear wife,
nor Clarinda Melissa Jane, my daughter,
nor my boy Bob. And to leave the world
a., Il.
spect of rise in stocks Ii was awful
was terrific! tried to repeat the Lords
prayer, but couldn't. gwI commenced it, and
got as far as" Now | lay me down to
sleep ;" but forgot all the rest. had re-
membered that | had forgot my card case,
and no one would know where to take my
mangleG remains. | was prepared to die.
But, no stop! As passed a tavorn,the
fellows cried out" Go it, old boss -
Useless adjuraton He did go it. On we
went, over the bridge, and up the hill past
MacOmb's. Old Mrs Macomb and her
pretty daughter were standing at the door;
and they started back in perfect fright
No doubt they thought that Father Miller
had succeeded in his DESIGN of bringing the
world to an end, and that | was the ncar-
nation of the day of judgement in CO.
cart.
But, just as was expecting TO have my
brains knocked out, and wondering how |
was TO letmy wife know that my will was
IN the third pigeon hole from the left, in the
upper row of my desk, the horse came to
the stony part of the road. No sooner did
his feet strike this than down went his tail
and ears, and he resumed the same delight
tul position which he had assumed at first.
But didn't intend to tempt Providence.
No, sir. got out, and lead the animal by
the head, having luckily but short dis
lance TO 90. When arrived at my place
ofdestinatlon, | sent the horse and vehicle
home in the care of the hosller, while
waited and came down in the stage like a
man and a Christian.
Now, what excuse do you think that
COMPOUNDED Disbrow made He said the
horse was what had been celebrated old
trotter, who took such freaks semi occa-
slonaIly-but his demeanor had of late been
so quiet that lie had not suspected him Of
any deviation from 4 correct gait. But III
fix B i'm yet, some day.