Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1858-09-23

But the old village had no hotels only
Two houses Of entertainment. One was
cup street. snd that was an inn--so,and
so's Inn; the other was "down street" and
that was stage house, where. once day,
the yellow, mud despatched stage rocked
up and brought to, and the we'll condition
ed boniface came shutting out from the
grated corner in the bar room. like an over
fed old spider, opened the stage coach
door and let out the hungry passengers.
They we're always hungry when they got
there, for breakfast was just ready for
southern migrants, and dinner for north
ern; but then the landlord was not an old
spider, but very jovial, pleasant sort Of
man, who made every body feel as much
at home a. he was, and nothing more
home ike could be imagined, and SO, very
well to do did he get at two shillings a
meal.
So much for the old village, for here We
are, Just now passing an orchard, and
there, with broader phylactery of tan
bark, is the printing Office, whence was
issued weekly in olden times, the Black
River Gazette. The office, low, white
building, once tenanted BY lawyer, who
had gone up to . higher court than any
organized yet on earth, stood next to the
church. So they were, for once, side by
side, the pulpit and the press and no.
body has learned to turn out such engine
~ from forge and foundry, even to this
day. We enter there is ink npon the
door, he print Of five small fingers. In
cline your ear, delicate reader, it is the
deciTsi Z Not lie who wears bot one
boot aud 10 disagreeably redolent of brim-
stone. but the begrimmed urchiu in shirt
slseves, just creeping THROUGH tho picke,s
Of ths orchard fence, with apples in each
hs.a and oae in his mouth, followed in
his aisht BY something bearing striking
resemblance to brickbat,
aDnt here ws are. The walls are cob.
vsAbsd aud dusty; the windows are cur.
tsiasd with newspapers; very dim Ian.
tsrs u hold great deal Of light. Click /,
click; the footsteps Of type. and there in
the corner is the editor, publisher, propri
etor and printer, "sstsiag up an editorial
fon = very queer old case. Click, click ;
tsssss spale young msn busy with q
"dsath.n D-i-e-d, and 50 he goes slowly
sa, - though he we're actually following
~ bier. Bot then . death was a very
rase Ghipg, very rare in the village, and
soasd in the woods, and Il was worth pom.
dering over. True, everybody knew il al.
reads, but it must go into the paper, nev.
es.Leless, fos there was somebody or other
that bad gone out into the "Genesee coun
try that had loved the living, and SO the
paper followed him away there, il it could,
that he might mourn tie dead.
Wonderful decorations there are upon
~ S1ilsJ Whist marvellous borders to the
ksadbilis, what wonderful "Selim J." that
tie nan wish short cost and long whip
could hardly hold; what great sales" Of
snslia sssiclcs; what gay coaches, riding
on the top of . cloud, the tour in hand all
running away. and The mine inside, ali
merry "a Punch. -
But not = picture Of railroad, or q
reaper, or steamer. A strange I'D Office
in those old days.
Rnl there in a further corner stands q
square frame Of heavy timber, like huge
loom. II = = loom, such " thor wo,e
thouShi on il is the old ''Ramays Pvss.'
Its huge lever, it. lazy pla,e., i,s ponder
GUS ,ympan, It's great ink balls, It's creah.
Ing, groaDing mechanism there u stands
i~alLits fsdesess, the grea,es, tram ph u
this o. any other age. AIair Of tin sock