Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1867-03-12
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We are bold man. We laid down this
proposition with considerable assurance
and are prepared to maintain, against all
Icomers, that we are an uncommon bold
man. Wen tell you why. Though Blon-
din crossed from housetop to housetop,
though he crossed the roaring, laundering
cataract Of Niagara amidst the plaudits OF
assembled thousands, yet had he never
nerve enough to cross High street on such
day as yesterday. We have accomplished
the feat! Let future ages build us mon
ument commemorative of the event. 1t was
| thus: -. 'se:f.s.1 i,aat1r 80 Egi9;i
We had determined to do some desperate
deed, as short road to Immortality. Stand
ing at Bain's corner conversing with Broth
er Busby, of the Journal, the idea entered
our head that we could outdo Blondfn. We
got wheelbarrow, and a balance pole.A
Encouraged by the shouts Of smorl boy,
with his clothes tored behind, We rushed
madly forward on the narrow sidewalk
After reaching the center, or halfway over
to Huntington's corner, we stopped, bal
ancedi ourself on one leg, took a chew of
tobacco, gazed calmly into the unfathom-
able. abyss. of mud on either hand, and
hItching up our trowsers prepared to do
the, remainder of the distance. We per-
fectly understood the recklessness and
great danger of our undertaking. One
false step would have plunged us into the
depths on either side. The man who has
our life insurance stood at the lamp post
q In
apples and a bad cold, and vainly urged Us
toydesist, to pause. In our mad career. But
onward we went, undismayed and deter
mined. Gently poising ourself on one
foot, we grasped our wheelbarrow and
went onward. The assembled multitude,
consisting of the smorl boy and the in
surance agent, held their breath; not a
sound was heard. So. closely did :we.come
to the brink atone time that we couldn't
have put the edge of a ten dollar bill be-
tween ourself and Observation-Disclosures we
didn't have ten dollar bill. A dray pin
could have been heard drop; one more
push and we are over, Whooe, how that
boy did shout'and clap his hands, and halo
hurrah. ....-. -. -,
Going to Hennebo's saloon, we were
sponged down and lcurried, and Glrenched,
and despite the ,heartrending entreaties of
that agent, determined to try it again.
Our nerve is some; our blood was up;
warmed with excitement, we resolved to
return. John Brown, the constable, COM
ing along, we offered to carry him over on
our back. He wouldn't go. Suppose he
had and We had dropped him.. A special
election would have been the result. This
time we offered to cook dish of oysters on
achafing dish, at the middle of our fearful
Journey. But there isn't a dealer In BIZ
valves with nerve'en enough to trust as with
a dozen raw and a chatting dish. But we
are not to be stayed. Forward is the word
We grasp our wheelbarrow and go over on
the double quick. We said &C go over"
We don't mean it. We mean go part over
The shouts are just on the tongue of our
small boy, when, alas, for human expecta-
tionS, our foot catches in broken flag
stone, and down We go, our eyes, ears and
mouth filled with mud. Filling the air
with our Impressions, we declared our
self ready to cross Niagara's foaming WA
ters'with any Blondin that. ever walked,
but excuse US from crossing High street
again. Excuse us. fs5s1 i Is. -es-. .5.-