Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1865-11-17
From Artemus W ards New Volume.
Horace 6reely's Ride to Pla-
cerYille:

When Mr.. Greeley was in California
ovatiuns awaited him at every town. He
had written powerful leaders in the Tri.
bune in favor Of the Pacific Railroad,
which had had greatly endeared him to
the citizens Of the Golden State. And
therefore they made much Of him when
he went to see them:
At one towr, the enthusiastic populace
tore his celebrated white coat to pieces,
and carried the pieces home to remember
him by:
The citizens Of Placcrville prepared to
fete the great journalist, and an extra
coach. with extra relays OF horses. was
chartered Of the California Stage Com.
pany to carry him from Folsom to Pla.
cerville-distanee, forty miles. The ex.
ira was in some way delayed, and did not
leave Folsom 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 at that hour. So the
Stage Company said to Henry Monk. the
driver Of the extra, "Henry. this great
man must be there BY Z toni ght." And
Henry answered, The great man shall
be there"
The roads were in an awful state, and
during the 6rst few miles out Of Folsom
slow progress was made.
"Sir." said Mr. Grcely. "are you
aware that I must be at Placeryille at
o'clock tonight r.
i've got my orders !" :acouically re.
turned Henry Monk.
Still the coach dragged slowly forward.
"Sir." said Mr.. Greeley. ",his is not q
triRing matter. l must be there at y
Again came the answer. "l'vs got my
orders!'
But the speed was not increased, and
Mr.. Greeley chafed away apo,her hall
hour, when. as be was again about to re-
monstrate with the driver, the horse.
suddenly started into furious run, and
all sorts Of encouraging yslls Alled the
air from the throat Of Henry Monk.
THAT is right, my good fellow !" cried
NJ. Gre ly. "I'll give you Sea dollars
when We get to Placerville. Now we are
going!"
They we're indeed, and at = terrible
speed.
Crack. crack went the whip, and sgaiu
"that voice" split the air. "Git up! Hi
vi! G'long. Yip--yip!"
And on they tore, over stones and ruts
up hill and down, at rate Of speed new
er before achieved BY stage horses.
Mr.. Greeley who had been bouncing
from one end Of the coach to the other
like an Indian rubber ball. managed tc
get his head cut Of the window, when he
said:
Uo-on't-on't-on't you-u-u
think we-e--e-e shall get there by
if we do--on't-on't 80 80 fast? ?"
i've got my orders !" That was all
Henry Monk said. And on tore the
coach.
1t was becoming serious. Already the
journalist was extremely sore from the
terrible jolting, and again bis head "mish,
have been seen" at the window.
"Sir," he said. u don't care-care-
air, if we don't get there at seven."
II have got my orders! !" Fresh
horses. Forward again, faster than be-
tore. Over rocks and stuwps, on one oI
which the coach narrowly escaped turning
a summerset.
"Sec here !" shrieked Mr.. Greeley, ~
don't care if VIC don't get there at all !!
"l've got my orders! l work for the
Californy Stage Company. l DO. That.
wot | work for. They said, git this mar
through by sewing An this mans goin
through. You bet /! Gs'long! Whoo.ep:' >
Another frightful JOLT. and Mr.. Gree
ley's bald head suddenly found it wa,
through the roof Of tho coach. amidst
crash Of small timbers and the ripping o.
strong CANVAS.
"Stop you,-maniac !" he roard.
Again answered Henry Monk.
i've got my orders! Keep yoar eat
Horace
At Mud Springs. . village few mile
from Pacerville. they met large dele
cation Of the citizens Of Plaeerville. wht
had como out to meet the celebrated edi
tor, and escort him to town. There wa
military con- pauy. brass band. and
six.horAe vagon.load Of beautiful damsel
in milk white dresses, representing all tn
States in the Union. Il was nearly darl
nov. but The delegation were amply pro
vided With torches, and bon6res blssst