The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1870-10-21


the companion of our joys and SORROWS (lit.
orally, our wife, we went to Salem last
week to .interview" the State Fair--our
means of transportation being buggy with
an equine quadruped attached thereto
After remaining twenty.four hours ct the
Club" associating with the most respecta.
BILE and exclusive members Of the Legisla.
ture, hobnobbing with State officials, rub.
bing our hands over tho beautiful exterior
of Ben. IIolladay's private car, drinking
"cider" at the same stand at which Count
Pourtalcs had just before borrowed match
for his cigar, occupying the same seat with
Ben. Hayden at the thcater, and performing
several other eminently respectable fcats,
with reckless proHigacy heretofore un.
known to the journalistic profession, we
turned the tail of our gothic stecd toward
the Capital and his snout southwark, and
started for home about five o'clock on Fri.
day evening by this gold watch md chain |
And now occurred tho incident which imp,ll.
cd us to write this article. When about
half way between Salem and Albany, and
while urging our already jaded stecd to his
''level best" the sable screen of night de.
scendcd upon us and almost obscured the
road from view. causing us to urge our
faithful equine transporter to faster gait
in the fear that some unfortunate ''road
agent might further damage his chances
for an eternal abode in the realms Of bliss
by arresting our headlong course for mercc.
nary purposes. But to relieve the over.
weening anxiety of the reader we will here
pause to state that no bold robber chose TO
peril his soul (say,ng nothing Of his lifcl by
interccpting our way, and so far as robbers
are concerned we got home safe enough
But, nevertheless. an unfortunate incident
occurred, and we will here relate it in as
concise and succinct manner rs a due re.
gard for the rules 0f composition will per-
nit, only prefacing our narrative by inform.
ing the reader it was calm still night, and
after the shades of evening had fully gath.
cred over the earth it was rs dark as the
ebony face Of Congo niger in q window
less dungeon in the bowels Of the carth-or
the last South Carolina Legislature.
But, to return to our tale. We arrived
at Santiam City about S O'clock T.. H., and
were rowed across the ferry by the propri-
etnr thereof, named Terhoon, and after dri.
wing about an hour more through the black
darkness 1.-THE faithful horse finding the road
for himself we arrived at the door of our
own humble domicilc in this city. Well. you
don't see anything wonderful in all this
''balderdash," do you? But hold on, we'll
show you. The next morning on counting
our fnaEces we discovered that We had Civ
en- the ferryman, Terhoon. in the darkness
of the night previous. a ten dollar gold
piece instead of fifty cents in PAYMENT for
ferriage. Well. as ten dollars amt tp he
sneezed ct by poor devil of newspaper
publisher. and believing that all se had 10
do To reclaim our money was to mentinn it
to the Charm of Sant;am CITY. we procured
n horse and buggy and Immediately return.
ed tn that place and very modestly related
to the ferryman the story Of our mistake
and asked him Ia dissorgc the yaller peice /;
but to nur utter astnnishment and dsmay
tie man professed entire ignorance Of the
transaction and absolutely denied ever
handling our ten dollar piece, and so VIC
had to wend our sad and snrrnwful wav
hack home again with our horse's tail be-
tween his legs.
MORAL.
Reader. if you are ever 50 unfortunate as
to have to cross Terhonn's ferry after night.
be sure to strike light and look Mt your
money. and don't be green enough to go i,
blind and HAND out just anything in the he.
lief that If you do make n mistake IL will lie