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

what he is, "a brick )" Lynn, of the
tmdicafor, with his "big corporations"
Cushen, of the Old Commonwealth, who
was present and acted as recording
clerk of the S. V. r. r., in the parlor
of American Hotel, Harrisonburg, Oc-
tober 1869, with his high crowned bea-
yer and new suit of clothes, looking
prosperously ; our old friend Wartman,
recently made COL Wartman of the
Register, looking as happy as possible,
and glad to see the Oid Famiiy the
little Copperhendrd Enterprise, with his
Telegraph wire" up, hugging Gaines
"lussus natura," and making the 'jour-
tailor" squeeze the old goose so hard
that its quack absolutely interferes with
the steam whistles delightful music.
Just look at the handkerchief all in
motion, the windows are seas of flowing
canvass, and the sun shades are bobbing
up and down and all around like so
many little balloons Here she comes
there she goes-clear the track-and
chock she comes right up against the
abutment of the bridge that ''the old
Rebel Stonewall Jackson burnt during
the war" "Lookee here boys, said the
DID Family, "there they all are now,
beautiful group how in the nation
did they get here ahead of ''the low
grade through line, running with riv-
ers but nevertheless, there they are,
Beller of the Spirit, Hunter of the Win
chester Times, Bruce of the News,
Mauzy of the Staunton Spectator, and
Parson Clark of the Warren Sentinel,
who looks decidedly quissical, as though
he had something good in store" for
us. All there comes little Of the
Shepherdstown Register, with his ''hew
clothes on, his face beaming with the
warmth of harvest moon He moves
his wand and the two Cornet bands, one
playingsDixie and the other Yankee
Doodle, stop off with one of those
harsh, ugly growls, taut-taut-tautee,
that brass bands generally utter when
the sweet music floats away on the
balmy air, and ''brazen serpents die.
little crates! 'Welcome thrice wei
come (the ore rotundo rises, yes, ten
thousand times welcome ''most grave
and reverend Seignieur" Of the old Fam
iiy, and all of you, brothers of the quill
and scissors, l am most happy to wei
! come you, and in the name of all OF
these fair daughters and brave men OF
old Jefferson, to say glory for this day,
the dating Of this suspicious epoch in the
history of this classic old town where
''the sentinel for 10 these hundred
years has been nightly standing picket
and crying, ''all's quiet along the Poto-
mac" But will not detain you as
brother Clark wishes to have private
talk with the press after while, and
| Mr.. Boteler is spelling for speech OF
welcome to the President and exPresi-
dent of the S. V. Il. r., and the Pres
ident of the Martinsburg and Potomac,
l l mile, narrow guage, whose whistle
was just heard few moments ago, com
ing up to the Bridge of Signs, at
Powells Bend where they will break
bulk and pitch into "the screw propell-
Ell" Williamsport, and come laundering
down the raging canawl.
Hark list do you hear that boat
mans horn, with its liquid notes of ''long
ago." awakening ''sweet echoes" in the
sylvan retreats on either shore, where
the same old coon" sleeps in blissful
security, and the gray squirrel cracks
his hickory nut undisturbed
Boom-boom what's that Presi-
dent Faulkner's guns-''he signals tor
a pilot" Alloy there-cut loose
pull in the hawser-and bark away
''oer the dark and stormy waters =
make good landing-they are laying
close to, as hear the band playing,
only Maryland my Mar,Ia !"
"Ship ahoy what craft is that ?
The screw propeller, Wilhamsport,
hence from the Depot of the IL mile
marrow guage," at Powells Bend, with
President Faulkner and directors
aboard, and we want pilot forthwith.
All right ! now heaveo my hearties-
give her the vapor and let her rip
here we are-throw out the hawser and
make fast-come ahead old Charley,
as usual you look as keen as briar-
all aboard-pGll in the hawser-round
to-fre up and give her plenty OF
| steam!
The "Senior" looked wild, for he was
not prepared for Titles speech, and all
of these episodes too, so he in a few
plain practical remarks, thanked brother
! little in the name of 'the whole press
aboard" for his kind welcome. We
then descended to 'the limestone of old
Jefferson" shook hands with brothers
Clark, Beller, Bruce, Hunter and Maui
zy, and straightway brother Clark lead
the way to Billy Shorts warehouse,
where Scott, Borst, Travers, Collins,
and others, had preceded us, and Bro
Their Clark in a most graceful manner,
charged the whole line with Marcus
Bucks compliments, in the shape of a
box of his best Catawba Hennessy. The
Senior was overwhelmed-unutterably
so-he motioned with his rail splintered
hand, to the editor of the Page Courier,
the next oldest in commission, to re-
spond, which he did, but modesty for
bids further reference. Brother Hunter
being young and an expert knocked off
the lid of the box, and little having
found out before hand what was in ex-
pectancy, had the goblets, ice, sugar,
ct Get, on hand, so we invited Col.
Scott and his whole party to lay hold