The Cecil Whig., 1872-06-08
OUR TRAVELLING CORREsPoNDENT
EMPORIUM. Pa. June I'd. 1872.

EMPORIUM, Pa, June I'd, 1877.
MR.. EDIToR:-I am here still, doing
these mountain highways, patronizing
railroads and hotels largely. The hills and
valleys are yet beautifully grand in pictur-
esquc scenery; the streams still flowing in
chrystal beauty, though more sluggish than
profitable in the eyes of timbermen, as the
huge piles Of logs, square timber, and
sawed lumber would indicate, even to the
eye Of an inexperienced guerrilla. All
lumberdom agree that less than ! of the
material is here yet at the head waters of
lumberton, without tiattering prospect
of flood till September. So wooden
building material must be held stiff. AS
to the wheat it is in no aeise .forthcoming-
Pine, henslock and soft coal out-crop it,
Leaving Renova House, Renova, 900
rooms) 11.30, p. NJ, | arrived here 2.30, A.
NJ, yesterday, intending to spend 7th day
here; but finding had too much time for
this town, concluded to run back to Drift
wood, small toacn doing large business,
the majority of whose inhabitants are said
to be great log rollers, but not successful
perhaps because of the absence
of Court House and its Ring. They are
honest mon. Well, on toward Driftweod
we speed-we behind time, and train
behind us-on the worse and most recklessly
managed road p. & Erie) on the conti-
nent, excepting its twin brother in name,
N. Y. & Erie. When within J miles of
Driftwood, going down grade 40 miles an
hour, at a very short curve to bridge
across the river, our engine, baggage, smok-
ing and one passenger car took notion to
make a short cut, and as l had no pro-
gramme on my ticket, didn't see nor un-
derstand the sudden turn upside DOWN
things had taken. Was asleep, but was
instantly awakened, to realize that I was
gyrating around that car in flying trapeze
style, minus the trapeze.) A deafening
crash amid screams and groans greeted my
ears, and for the moment l thought the
Conductor of Time had come to have us
pass in our checks, we having already gone
The sleepin,, car played the part of short
stop, and am all gratitude to the inoentor
| of sleep, as well as the sleeping car. In this
terrible wreck and crash all wonder at the
hairbreadth escape. Five men hurt Zone
badly; four aoonaen and three drummers
naortally scared. I got two of my legs
broken in various places and am sitting
in the ntrrativeless remains of under
wear that precedes a pair of pants lin
dressing,) awaiting repairs progressing on
my trouserloons Oh! my trousers, 'tis dts
Mressin' to see 'sm-a sit here, cross cut
there ; then again the te,o intersecting. The
door rattles, my poor dilapidated trousers
have come. I'm o. r., on the aohols. No
bones broken; nothing broken, excepting
cars, and the legs Of my trousers. Bonnets
were mashed to shapes resembling TIN poi
in preparation for the narrative of one o.
the canine family, and the screamer from
screamersville outdone. One lady insisted
she was wounded. After gathering uE
myself and the remains of my pants per.
formed walkround, while she stood palinS
(holdlng on to yard fence and screeching
in fright. Making up my mind that she
had not been mortally wounded l limped
off. PRETZEL.
| P. S. One of the hurt men is dead-not
me. If you have any one to execute in
Cecil get him a brakeman's "posish " or
this road to save gallows wear.