The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1867-11-21
Tne Walk through AAhtnbuIa, Gene
va, PaIneHViIIe and WiIIOuShby.
His Arrival in CIeVeIand..EnIhusI
asm Of the PeoPIe-.-ReeeptIOn
AT the K-nnard.
From O,e cleretop,d Leadero ot Tueselav.

ming, stretched upon sofa in the Ere.
mont House at Conneaut, his brain
dizzy with fatigue, and his feet par
boiled aud swollen, with nine unac-
complished miles before him and his
heroic trial of the hundred miles II
failure. To the walker and his friends
the hour WAS dark one but fatigue
soon triumphed, and Weston, his -leet
bAfhed and dressed, and his steak dis
patched, was soon in the oblivion of
sleep, not, however, until he had re-
ceived aud greeted the greater part of
the population of Conneaut.
He slept his usual seven houIs-he
never sleeps more than this-and on
Sunday morning arose fresh and bllthe
as lark. How he had shuken of the
effects OF all that he had endured the
day before, was, and is still IA wonder.
But Weston is throughout u marvel. a
mystery. Ihe ordinary physical laws
which govern men, are at Il loss when
applied TO him. He eats daily enough
food to sustain three ordinary men.
He rarely; in the wnrmest weather, or
when walking Tustest, perspiTes u drop.
II he grows nervous he must either
shed tears or bleed at the nose. After
the most severe exertiUn, he is never
out OF breath. Pedestrians usually lag
toward the end OF a days walk. WeS-
ton is capable of ak miles per hour till
he drops-if, indeed, that should ever
happen. A paradox throughout, viii
ful, timid, waywurd, manly, devoted
TO principle, il is not strange that u
man who sets ut defiance the ordinary
weaknesses of the aesh should perform
extraordinary feats. The walker spent
the morning at church and the after
noon in arranging his trunks, talking
to people who came 10 see him, kiss ing
the babies of ambitious mothers, and
discussing theology, politics, and u
dozen other subjects with those who
sought his room, rattling on from
thence TO thence, disagreeiug with, but
amusing most OF his visitors, always
his own peculiar, vivacious self, simply
Weston.
There was work Tomorrow, however,
and at AN early hour he retired TO rest.
At hall past one he arose, and again
launching out at two o'clock he pulled
the fourteen miles TO AshtabulH in three
hours and ~ minutes. Resting half an
hour at this point, he again started for
ward, reaching Geneva ut Two minutes
past eight. In all our journey with
him, he never appeared more blithe
and gay than while skipping along be-
tween Ashtabula and Geneva. He
jOked with the ladies who leaned over
the fences TO watch him, or peeTeu with
night t-capped heads through the shut
tiers, he cracked his whip playfully
around the legs OF the boys who crowd
ed aero his way, and was in thorou-
ghly happy careless mood. At Geneva
he partook af his breakfast, a meal that
would nave surfeited an alderman.
One hour was thus spent, and AT two
minutes pHsL nine the walker was
again on his way. Thence to Paines.
vile was II continuation of the usual
thronE and rush that has constantly at
tended the journey. People from every
walk in life, from the village minister
to the scape-grace school boy, whose
father is shoemaker, men, women
and children seem 10 share II
common mania TO get within
touching distance of "the boy" The
carriages crush and jam together, la.
dies scream, horses kick, but still the
place of honor, a place sought by every
vehicle, is close to the right or LEFT OF
the white hat dimly seen at tunes
through clouds OF dust. We noticed
one aspiring female with u huge red
faced bHby in her arms, driving pie
thOric old mare geared to "a rheumatic
buggy, while "the colt" a graceless
STRIPPING, with tail and name knotted
with burrs, Rmbled behind. NOtwith-
standing baby, colt, and the shouts OF
small boys, the woman heId her place
In the procession for nearly ten miles.
To keep the walker free from the pres
sure OF such Il constant throng is u
| work OF Herculean difficulty. Tnemob
| is all sympathy for Weston, but see
him they must and Will.
Another form OF enthusiasm, chiefly
feminine, finds expression in protieTed
boouets and kisses waited by eager
| fingers from windows and vernandnhs.
No inflctiOu this, for instantly the
white cap Is off, and the River OF the
| bouuet or kiss is rewarded with smile
and bow that will be treasured long AZ
ter the fragile flowers are withered and
forgotten.
Snrging along through such a wild,
eager crowd, the pedestrian at a few
minutes past one o'clock rnshes
through the bridge and up the hill into
PainesYIlle at a tremendous pace, keep
ing the throDg at "A sharp rum ana
finally disappears within the hospita;
BILE doors Of the brewer House"
Throwing himself on u sofa, he rests, Is
shaved, and finally descends TO dinner.
Throughout the day he has walked "A
brisk elastic pace, but not the dashing,
nervous tread of Saturday. he mas
ssventy-three miles instead of one hun
dred to perform to-day. ana there Is no
need of hurrying. He has chatteu win
his attendants, read his letters and the
papers while bowling along on his
forenoon's walk of - miles, and now,
his dinner finished, he is beguiled into
the parIor, where, IN large company
OF ladies and children, the pedestrian
torRets for time the fearful reality
from which he is enjoying momenta-
| ry respite. He has II passionate I9nI IliIs
I ness for children, and If all the little
deurs at the Brewer House were not
kissed and fundled to their hearts con-
| tent, 1t was because there was so ilttle
time and SO many babies. 1t IS
long rest, however, for IL is twenty
minutes past three before the white cap
glideS out through the crowd and up
The street. More waving of handker-
chiefs, more holding OF children on the
fence TO see the passing wonder. When
at the suburbs OF the pretty village we
! find the young ladies of tho Seminary
drawn up in line, armed with bou-
0uets enough to furnish Christmas
| lair. They are all received, however,
| and passed to the attendant carrlaRe,
which is by such means made the re-;
| ceptuCle of as interesting and varied
assortment of gifts us can we'll De iln'
agfned. Again on the road the walRer
strikes sharply out, aud at six o'cIock; !;
crowded and jostled by the throng, and
covered with dust, he arrives at Mll-
loughby, where in FIVE minutes he Is
| again intent upon his STEAK and bread.
| In the morning it wRs intended to have
stopped here for the night, a day Work
| of 50 miles, but us the day wears away,
he thinks OF the waiting kennaIu
House, and determines TO go through,
at all hazards. Anon the still len1er
feet grow sore, and he hesitates, finally
he hears of the waiting crowds IN
Cleveland, and says, yes, Ned we
must do it." 1t Is dark when he again
emerges, at half past six, and while he
Is pulling through the twenty miles ol
gloom, let us return moment 10 the
| failure of Saturday. ~.
1t is an easy task to say that Weston
had faded. Why he did SO has been
Yariously explained. That he could