Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1867-11-20
Letters from ''Spivins." No 1.
we Saw and hew We saw It, All
Quiet Along the monongahela.

The City Council ExcuYsfOn-What
we Saw and hew We saw 1t. All
Quiet Along the monongahela.
/ Correspondents Of the Statesman.I
PITTsBURGH, Nov. Is, o'clock P. NJ.
just SO soon as could wash the sacred
sile' of Ohio and Virginia from my hands
and face and hist in gill of benzine 60 cut
out the phlegm, II take my pen in hand to
let you know" &c.
Weleft Columbus at IL o'clock in special
car provided by the Pittsburgh, Columbus
& Cincinnati railroad, under the charge of
those most attentive and gentlemanly rail-
road men, J. B. Peters and his brother,
whose initials have unfortunately forgot
ten. but haven't forgotten him. M. H,
Eastman was our Conductor. They are
healthy boys, each and every one.
The party consists OF President Reinhard.
Messrs. Patterson and Chadwick, of the
First Ward; L. Donaldson, of the Second
Ward; Messrs. McAlister and Beekey, of
the Fourth Ward; Charles Kammerer. OF
the Fifth Ward; Fred. Jaeger, of the Sixth
Ward; Ross and Gaver, of the Seventh
Ward, Bergen and Armstrong, of the
Eighth Ward; Naghten and Caren. of the
Ninth Ward; Mayor Bull; E. F. Bingham.
City Solicitor; H. VIM. Jaeger, City Civil
Engineer; Levi Wilson, City Clerk; w. p.
Brown, County Surveyor; DIR. Gay; F. A.
Marble. of the Gasette, F. Feiser, of the
West6ote gknash, of the Journal, and yours.
truly, of the our red hot STATESMAN. To
make the even change we have colored
how pap,ad Go0rna xuhn ia ho hop
chap in the business. Like all manhoods
who are blessed with the least sense in the
world, he is copperhead.
Well, now you know who the party is
composed of let me assure you they are
capable of crowding as much enjoyment
into square inch as any party Of men who
everleft Columbus.
The trip thus far has been almost devoid
of incident. We didn't stop anywhere thus
far on the trip to examine either water
works or waterfalls. How could we? Hav-
ing nothing to report of the sensational
kind, let me refer to the road and country
over which we passed.
At the depot in Columbus. There is a
hui ried handshaking, and a thousand wish
es tor our health, enjoyment and happi-
ness, and these not entirely confined to the
big bugs Of the party. Once in while
could hear little chunk thrown in for
your correspondent, and invitations to
drink from chaps in the depot as the train
moved off and they knew we couldn't ac-
cppt 'em, were frequent. Out we move.
Slowly at fret, with time enough for another
good bye, old Spiv," but continually in
creasing in speed, until the .'out squirts" of
the city are reached, and then free as a bird
we skim through the air. On with shrek
and a roar, we go, the wheels pounding
out march on the double-quick
as they rattle off mile after mile. On with
roar and rattle, and our city authori-
ties, rushing over the rails at the rate of
thirty-five miles an hour, leave Columbus
to sort ourselves into lots. The old fellows
who like jokes, but can't make 'em, in one
corner; the singing fellows in another lot
and the jokists in pile by themselves.
Thus we keep until Cadiz function is
reached. where we all bundle out for sup
per. You never saw such hungry crowd
No dinner had the most of US, and we were
fearfully hungry. Thanks to the provident
hospitality of Mr.. Hoover, who had sup
piled plenty of everything. We did eat
and were filled, though there was no seven
basketsfull of fragments left. for you see
Deacon Armstrong was along, and oh,
golly cant the Deacon hide provisions
Two such would create famine in any
given neighborhood.
Mr.. Hoover. at Cadiz Junction, keeps the
best eating house we have patronized in
any of our Western States, and we have
destroyed provisions in good many.
Having filled ourself we again filled our
car. 1t is now four O'Clock and Conductor
Esstham is anxious we shall see the famous
bridge at Steubenville. Away we go again
through hilly and broken country, IA
nous for raising the best sheep and wool
in Ohio. The grand old hills rearing their
lofty tops to heaven fill the soul with a
sense of grandeur and makes man feel his
nothingness. How we would Ike to travel
this route in summer time with nothing to
think OF or speak of but the scenic beauty
OF the trip.
At Steubenville we meet Mr.. Gard, the
Assistant Superintendent of the road, and
a trump Card he is, too. Crossing the
Ohio river here on the bridge impresses
one'as much with the great things mans
genius can accomplish, as the towering
hills, sublime in their magnifcence and
eternal in their being make us feel how
fleeting and ephemeral are his efforts. This
bridge is wonder of genius, and is said to
be the most beautiful structure on the con
tinent. 1t is 2000 feet in length and cost
$650,000. 1t was too dark when we crossed
it to form correct estimate of its height
but Mr.. Eastman, the conductor, with his
usual attention and politeness, assured us il
was 81 feet above high water. -
| Darkness fell upon us after we
I crossed the river, and we lost the wiG
4 scenery of the Pan Handle, but it was am
ply compensated for as we entered Pitts
burgh, or rather Birmingham, on the op
posite side of the river, where the glare O
a thousand furnaces made one think he wa
riding
IS Into the mouth of hell.
| -1 Into the depths of hell /"
| Like the Six Hundred
of which Tennyson sang. Above US, un
der us, around US, roared the red flames
while the Kissing iron, as if angry at beins
dragged from its fiery bed, spitted ant
sputtered in impotent rage. 1t is an i'm
pressive sight, this riding into Pittsburgh
at night. High II above you
head glitter and glimmer the lights of tn
dwellings. while around up, roar and lea]
and flash the flames from the chimneys-
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