Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1871-06-03

of the low grade, from Shepherdstown
to Bristol, where Commodore Maury's
fan opened Green fields, mountain
scenery, smoking furnaces, rolling mills,
tilt hammers, boys with their coats off,
sleeves rolled up, leather aprons on
working at the smiths bench, and many
other interesting and poetic ideas were
beautifully woven together, and when
he subsidized and the whole crowd burst
out into one long, loud, enthusiastic
1.-THE low grade through Iiue forever,
'Rah, boys 'rah !"
The Comets interposed with
Tramp, tramp. tramp!
The boys are msrching!
and footed it clear through when Pres
ident Scott stepped forward, and being
man of action, and not words, made a
brief but comprehensive speech, full of
good cheer to his Virginia friends, and
assurances of the speedy construction of
the S. V. R.R. He bowed his conclu-
sion gracefully and smilingly, and the
crowd again shouted
"Rah, boys 'rah !"
The Comets played
"All quiet along the Potomac"
when President Faulkner came forward,
congratulated the friends of the low
grade on their bright prospects, and
confessed his mistake that it was i'm
possible for a railroad to hug the ives
tern slope of the Blue Ridge. He told
us of the success and progress of his
narrow guage, that it would soon be
done, and then he meant before long to
extend it to Winchester, SO as to aifold
the boys there cheap coal fires, (Brother
Hunter shouted for JOY, and ratified his
little ivory headed cane on the limestone
much more effectually than he did on
the floor of the pulpit in the holy tenn
pie of the Lord, at the Harrisonburg
Convention) Mr.. Faulkner spoke in
beautiful and pathetic tones of his old
mother State, and regretted that the
montnnni Hberi sfmprr had to leave
her. (Here Andy Hunter looked darned
quissical, and the Senior sobbed audibly,
Beller made mouths, and the Comets
footed in concert with the crowd
20 carry me back to Ole Virginny,
To Ole Virginny sure }"
But his speech was neat classical and
well put up, as usual. The crowd
raid again, and the Comets as usual
put in
ooh the war is over now
And we're all at home again"
Then Peter Borst, the pioneer Of the
low grade, and the efficient President OF
the road, came forward amid loud vlvas,
and made one of his strong practical
speeches to show the easy construction
of the road and what its grand develop
ments would be when finished. lie
showed what we wanted was the road,
and to help that along we were willing
to make any and unreasonable sacrifices.
He told several good anecdotes, which
raised loud huzzas, which were echoed
back from the shores of my Maryland.
The b'hoys raid again and this time
the Comets got their noses put out OF
joint, by splendid solo from the Old
Kent bugle, of the veteran Blondell, OF
Martinsburg, and beautiful song from
President Faulkner's Glee Club,
! sour country, It's Of thee
| Sweet land OF Liberty"
Chief Engineer Haupt then gave us
brief and interesting lecture on gradl-
ents, low freights and fares, coal, gyp-
sum, variegated marble, walnut, satin
wood, sweet gums, black jacks, iron,
bessemer, steel, &c. Then Phil Collins,
with great big pick, painted red, con
cluded the exercises with dissertation
upon grading, engines, &c. Several
fine Engines were now being built at
the Company's shops. The Tom Scott
would run from Shepherdstown to Mill
ford, the Peter b. Borst from milford
to Baskerville, the Herman P. Haupt,
from Baskerville to Salem, and the
Commodore Maury from Salem to the
opening of the fan. Free tickets over
the road, would be issued to Col. Har-
man, President of the Valley road, to
Professor Allen, and others in due time.
! AS the road would be fully completed
before that time, the Centennial Com
mittee should have round trip ticket
to the 4th of July, 1876, to hear Wen
dell Philips charge to the grand jury
of the nation, and witness the execution
of Governor Wise, on the gibbet for
advocating the fighting of the national
ity in the Union. They are to have
one of Pullman's Palace cars for espe-
cial use and Marcus Buck will hand
them in case of his Old Peach as they
pass along. We inquired for Judge
Harris, and regretted his absence, but
learned from those having Gaines LUIS
sus Nature in charge, that he was at
home ranking Almanacs But as old
Sol was getting low, the whole company
took farewell pull at Bucks bell with
President Faulkner and his party, es-
corted then by Alex and the two Cor
net Bands to the Pilot Boat and saw
them safely on deck and as she round
ed to and hove out into the stream the
very earth was made to quake with the
loud huzzas, which were answered back
with cheers, waving of hats, and the
execution of q grand solo on the bugle
from the opera of Fro DiOrOlo by Tevis
Blondell
We fired up the Tom Scott, bid fare
we'll to our Potomac friends, and left
Alex ':inexpressibly happy,