The Portland daily press., 1872-11-13
From the Atlanta Weekly.l
A Lively Team.

Last Monday we received a notification from
the Express Company that our new set of
types had arrived and would be sent to the
office of the Atlanta Weekly as soon as the
requisite horses could be had We talked it
over with the sub-edtor and concluded that
we mus. howe, Il thnne types at once. Our
capital HIS and G's were quit--,~vs.4- s.,,t and
the spread eagle with which we head our po-
litical news column was nearly unrecog1iZa-
BILE. At last bright thought struck the sub
editor. He W ould borrow his uncle's OK, il
we would drive down and bring home the
type We always liked to drive-we began in
early youth by driving a spirited rocking
chair tied to clothes-basket-we have been
blessed in the possession of donkey '.and he
wouldI It go'' except when enticed with a
stick or coerced with turnip; we have guild
ed the deliberate steps Of our family steed, a
serious animal, until he was sold for no faufl
except that time is money and life is short
and if we really wanted to get any where in
any given time it was necessary to walk. We
have ridden all sorts of wild horses, with the
avowed purpose Of 'breaking them in" This
sort OF thing usually resulted in the tableau so
graphically described by the poet; "Here
rests his head upon the lap of earth' while
the un-rareyfed steed pranced off, recalci-
irant, in til dim prospective.
But we rather liked the idea of driving an
VA. oO WHICH buC nou-CdlbOI GOlO Us 9lldb Tile
equipage was ready, we descended with
cheerful alacrity. When we saw the OK we
weren't pleased. He was, apparently, quiet
animal enough-but who could tell what he
might be planning to do. Suppose he should
run away! or kick! OR REAR!-And fall over
backward on us!! Our mother-our home
had we always acted up to our duty in the
filial relation and had they harnessed that OK
with only snaffie-bit? We didn't feel sure
we could hold him without curb. Never
mind-we must do or die or both-for the
editor of the opposition paper was looking out
of hi window. We mounted our chariot-n
the vernacular we understand it is called a
iigger, but we will if you please, speak of it
as Chariot, and spell it with large G.
We advised the admiring crowd of small BOYS.
who had collected to see us start, to keep
quiet and not make noise TO excite the OK
Next we said in an of-hand manner, ''He
doesn't mind the cars, does he?' The sub
editor didn't know. We cautiously suggest
ed to the OK to start He didn't do it. We
spoke little louder, though with Difference.
The placid animal stood still. In our wrath
we raised our hand and hit him with long
leadpencil. We hadn't anything else. But we
were surprised at our own temerity. The
effect on the OK was somewhat remarkable.
He merely turned his liquid eyes upon us in
silent reproach, and didn't go step. The
rival editor opened his window and senten-
tiously remarked: "Hit him again" We did
so. We said "Get up" Another stare from
that OLA pair of stairs in fact, and vet he
didn't get up We sat quiet till the animal
should see fit TO inaugurate new departure.
Finally we rose, and standing up in the Char
lot addressed the crowd: "Boys-this is too
much. This wild excitement is sapping our
young life. If any of you will oblige us with
the loan of a hand-cart-and not say much
about the ox-will call it square at dollar
and quarter" From some unknown cor
ner emerged the humble vehicle that we
asked for; we weren't proud-we went down
and brought home our type in triumph.