Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1865-12-27
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Horace GTeeley's Ride to PlaCerville,

Horace GTeeleys Ride to PIaoerYllle'
WHEN Mr.. Greeley was in California
oyations a8aited him at, every town. He
had written powerful leaders in the
Tribune in favor of the Pacific Railroad,
whIea had greatly endeared him to the
citizens ftbe Golden State. And there
fore they made much Of him when he
went to see them
At one town the enthusiastic populaee
tore his celebrated white coat to pieces
and carried the pieces home to remember
him by.
The citizens of PlacervilIe prepared
to fete the great journalist, and an extra
coach, with extra relays Of horses, was
chartered nfthe California Stage Company
to carry him from Folsom to Plaoerville
-distance, forty miles. The extra was
on some account delayed, and did not
leave Eolsom until late in the afternoon.
Mr.. Greeley was to be feted at o'clock
that evening by the citizens of Placer
vile, and it was altogether necessary
that be should be there by that hour
So the Stage Company said to Henry
Monk, the driver of the extra, Henry
this great man must be thereby 7o'clock
to o-night And Henry answered, g The
great man shall be there
The roads were in an awful state, land
during the first few miles out Of Folsom
slow progress was made.
Sir said Mr.. Greeley, are you
aware that must be at Placeryille at Z
o'clock tonight =? +"
I've got my orders! lacOnically re-
turned Henry Monk.
Slill-the coach dragged slowly forward,
Sir said Mr. Greeley, this is not
trifiug matter mast be there at I y
Again came the answer, I've got my
orders
But the speed was not increased, and
Mr.. Greeley chafed away another half
hour, when, as he was again about to re
monstrate with the driver, the horses
suddenly started into a furious run, and
all sorts of encouraging yells filed the
air from the throat of Henry Monk.
d" That is right my good fellow! - said
Mr.. Greeley. "Til give you ten dollars
when we get to Placeryille. Now we are
going
They wero indeed, and at a terrible
speed
Crack, crack went the whip, and
again that voice" split the air. "Git
up! Hi.yi! G'longl YiP-yip "
And on they tore, over ruts and
stones, up hill and down, at rate Of
speed never before achieved by stage
horses.
Mr.. Greeley, who had been bouncing
from one end Of the coach to the other
like. an India rubber ball, managed to
get his head out the window when he
said
"D--on 't-on' 't-on't you-u--u-
think we-e-e-e shall get there by
seven five do-on't-on,t- go SO fast2 "
"Ive got my orders y That was all
that Henry Monk said. And on tore the
1coach.
It was becoming serious. Already
the journalist was becoming extremely
sore from the terrible jolting, and again
his head might have been seen at the
window"
"Sir,' he said, 81 don't care-care
air, if we doR't get there at sevenI"
"I have got my orders " Fresh
horses. Forward again, faster than be-
fore. Oyer rocks and stumps, on one
of which the coach narrowly escaped
turning,a summerset.
"See herel :" shrieked Mr.. Greeley,
a don't care if We don't get there at
all i'as w. @.
aI've got my orders I work for the
California Stage Company, [ do. That's
wot I work for. They said git this
man Through by sewing" An this
man s goin through. You bet Ger
long, Whoo-ep!"
Another f-ightful jolt, and Mr.. Gree
tley's bald head suddenly found its way
through the roof of the coach, amidst
| the crash of small timbers and the rip
ping Of strong canvas.
' Stop you--maniac " he rOared.
Again answered Henry Monk;
Give got my orders Keep yourseat,
Horace
At Mud Springs, a village few miles
from Placerville, they met a large dele
CATION Of citizens Of Placerville, who had
come out to meet the celebrated editor,
and escort him into town There was a
military company, a brass band, and a
Esix- horse wagon load Of beautiful damsels
in miIk-white dresses, representing all
the States in the Union. 1t was nearly
dark now, but the delegation was amply
provided with torches, and bonfres all
along the road to Placerville.
The citizens met the coach in the out
.skirts of Mud Springs, and Mr. Monk
reined in his foaming steeds.
is Mr.. Greeley on board ? asked
the Chairman of the committee.
Il He was a few miles back said Mr.
Monk; yes he added, looking down
Through the hole the fearful jolting had
made in the coach roof" yes, I can see
him! He is there "
J Z FrMr. Gresley, )" said the chairman Of