The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1866-02-03
EMPORIA, KANSAS SATURDAY FEBRUARY 3. 1866

They yeres indeed aud At terrible
speed.
Crack crack went the whip, AID again.
f7thatvoice split the air. Gitup4 Hi Vi 1
G'long Yipyip
And on beg stores over stones and Tuts.
mp hill aud down. at s rate never before
achieved By stage horses.
Mr.. Greeley who Sad been bouneiug from
one end Of the eQsch % the other. Ike an
India rubber ball. nnase3s TO get his head
out of the window, NbeR be said:
Don t1bn,t-ona 6n-n.u think wee 8
shall get sere BY seven h We doom ton I
go so fast
1--WE e ny ordeal r That vas All
Henry Moss sid And on tore s coach =
LII. SEass
journalist was extremely sore from the ter
rible jolting, and again his head might be
seen at the window. -sI
Sir" he said, 81 don't care-care are if
we don't get there at seven !''
81 have got my orders ~ Fresh horses.
Forward again, faster than before. Over
rocks aud stumps. on one of which the
coach narrowly escaped turning a summer
set
"See here!" shrieked Mr.. Greeley, Il
don't care if we don't get there at all %
1--we got my orders! l work for the Cal
iforny Stage Company, do That's what
l work for. They said, git this man
through by sewing An this mans going
through. You bet! Ger-long! Whoo ep!''
Another frightful jolt, and Mr.. Greeley's
bald head suddenly found its way throug
the roof Of the coach, amidst the crash OF
small timbers and the ripping of strong
canvass.
stop, you-maniacp ' he roared.
''I've got my orders Keep your seal,
Horace! !"
At Mud Springs, villag9 a few miles
from PlacervIle, they met large delegation
of citizens of Placeryille, who had come on
10 meet the celebrated editor and escort him
into town. There was a military company,
a brass band, and a six-horse wagon load of
beautiful damsels in milk hiie dresses, rep
resenting all the States in the Union. Il was
nearly dark, now, but the delegation were
amply provided with torches aud bonfFes
all along the road'to PlacerviIle.
The citizens met the coach in the out
skirts of Mud Springs, and Mr. Monk rein
ed in his foaming steeds.
sis Mr.. Greeley on board 2" asked the
chairman of the committee.
He was few miles back - said Mr.
Monk, eyes" lie added, looking down
through the hole which the fearful jolting
had made in the coach roof-"yes, l can
sea him He is there -
"Mr. Greeley" said the chairman OF the
committee, presenting himself at the win
dow Of the coach ''Mr. Greeley, sir We
have come to most cordially welcome you
why, God bless me, sir you are bleeding
at the nose
GIVE got my orders !' shouted Mr..
Monk ga
My orders is as follsrs: Git him there
by SEWN. Itrwants a quarter of sewing.
Stand out of the way !"
''But, sir" exclaimed the committee
man, Selling The off leader by Il he reins,
''Mr. Monk, We are come. to escort him TO
town. Look at the procession, sir, and the
brass band, and the people, and the young
women, sir %
''I've got my crders," screamed Mr..
Monk, s'My orders don't say nothiu' about
brass bands and young women. My orders
say git him there by sewing. Let 90 them
lines. Clear the way, there. Whoo-ep J
Keep your seat. Horace % and the coach
uaSneu "Huiy through the procession, up
setting a portion of the brass band, and vi
olently grazing the wagon which contained
the beautiful young women in white.
Years hence, gray haired men, who were
little boys in this procession, will tell their
grandchildren how this stage tore through
Mud Springs, and how Horace Greeley's
bald head ever AID anon showed itself, like
wild apparition above the coach roof.
Mr. Monk was on time. There is ira
dition that Mr.. Greeley was indignant for a
while; then he laughed, and finally present
ed Mr. Monk with bran new suit Of clothes.
Mr.. Monk, himself, is still in the employ
ment of the California Sage Company. an d
is fond of relating a story that has made
him famous all over the Pacific coast. But
he says he yields to no man in his admira
ton for Horace Greeley.