Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1868-05-14
Puzzles for Travellers.

Correspondence New York Evening Post.1
On the New York Central railroad is
the station of Skaneateles, while Skan-
eateles. beautiful village with beau
tiful lake, having some notoriety as
summer resort for New York city peo-
pie, lies five miles south. But at this
station the brakemen always cry Skan-
eateles. and very many people passing
have expressed themselves very unfa-
vorably for the reputation Of Skaneate-
les proper in consequence. The follow
ing, occurring at that station during the
past summer, may be worth relating
with view to inducing the proper au-
thorities to swing a new sign and call
the station by new name, as, for in
stance, Skaneateles Junction. = t''
"What is the name of the place we
are going to, father r $3.50 as5as
"To Skaneateles, Sammy. To Skane-
ateles. The les long, like .les' in Peri
cles, and every syllable pronounced, as
Skan-e- at-e-les, Sammy" And the In,
dulgent and instructive parent waits with
some impatience to hear that great word
pronounced by the brakemen. The re-
suit is that the brakeman does pop his
head in at one door at last, but just as
another brakeman pops his head in at
the other door.
"Skinny Atlas" screams brakeman
number one to brakeman number two.
'Skamy Etless," rosrs brakeman num-
Der two in return.
"Really. don't know, Sammy. I
thought was right. Ican't be mistak-
en-, can II EI-really, sammy
Excuse me, my dear sir'-turning to
his fellow traveller. ''Is this Skaneat-
elesT'
Being answered in the affirmative, out
gets the old man and little boy, and the
train in which they arrived moves on in
due course. The old gentleman, who
has been surmising that he should be on
the other side to see the beautiful lake
and village, does not fail to evince his
surprise when, as the train recedes, his
eyes fall upon dismal swamp and
formidable array of pine stumps, but
not the vestige of village. Of course
he knows something is wrong, at all
events. --o .--.t-5-
"This can't be Skaneateles, Sammy"
he exclaims at last.
"But, there's the sign, father" re-
plies Sammy, pointing to the station
house near by, and. sure enough, there is
the very word in gold letters on an azure
field. %
The old gentleman thereupon sits
down upon his luggage and desponding-
ly takes Sammy between his knees.
"We have been deceived, Sammy.
We have been made the subject of a
joke. We will take the next train back,
my boy"
"Do you want that luggageput aboard?"
inquiries an individual in, regimentals
and shoe brush looking whiskers.
"For what place2" asks the old gem
tleman indiferently.
"For what place2" demands the shoe
brush whiskered and regimental man, as
if he thought the old gentleman must be
downrightfool ''for anywheres.'
But the. old gentleman shakes his
head, and the individual in shoe-brush
whiskers and regimentals moves on,
shouting Justify as he does SO. however /:
"All aboard for Skinney Atlas" and
that's another poser for the old gentle
man, who unpleasantly asks a bystander:
"Where Is Skaneateles2"
Give miles further on" is the care
less reply.
Picking up little Sammy, the old gen.
tleman runs after the individual in regi.
mentals and shoe-brush .whiskers, who
by this time is on the rear platform of a
little car, smotioning the engineer to 20
ahead.
Hi! hi! hi!" shouts the little old
gentleman, making frantic movements
with his one disengaged hand, as his hat
and spectacles tumble of, and, as trying
to catch both, he catches neither. eli !!
hill hi |" 75.o 4. -, - .~.i,.- ~
The shoe-brush whiskered and regi-
mental man thereupon motions the engi-
neer to. stop, the train in the meantime
being under way. Sa
Whats the matter now :" he inquiries