The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1873-07-18
FROM CALIFORNIA.
oorr'p~'ina, I-isr'or Jo-rnaL

is now in this State, running at large.
He b said 10 be native of Kentucky
reared in the proud county Of Wayne. '
My informant says this ''fast young man
was once a resident Of Stanford was in
good standing with the unsuspicious "
Oldest residents. In fact, from general
appearances, they took him to bea proper
young man."
Mr.. Editor, do you know anything Of
the past history Of the aforesaid scamp ?
If so, please favor me with few lines on
the subject.
If some Of the many disinterested
friends of the disconsolate o young wife
will give me n description of the scoun-
drel, and sufficient inducements in the
way of reward-say five thousand dol
lars-I will hunt him up, and If possible,
persuade him to return to his heath, and
TO thearms Of the broken-hearted (Y)young
wife.
According to the report of my infor-
mant, the above-named "oldest" afore-
said, were Intimately acquainted with
this sharper'-they didn't know him as
such then; pity they didn't-"and look
ed upon his father as being very much
Of gentleman" Will not these gentle
man step forward and give further testi-
mony in this case :
Proud am to say: /, too, am one Of
Kentueky's sons having first seen the
light on Kentncky's soil spending
ehildhOOd's happy days among the grand
old hills Of the "South Land" just fernent
the waters of the beautiful Cumberland.
But--"sad is my heart, joy is un.
known" since learning that my mother
State gave birth to a son who could so
far forget himself and from whence he
sprang, as to-to-as to-take and run
away. oh, horrible ! Don't you think
so, Mr.. Editor.
left Louisville on the 18th of April
last, and started ON my second trip to
tho Golden State. Nothing worthy Of
note transpired on the way 10 Omaha.
Upon my arrival there, | found that the
U. p. r. r. had been completely block
AIDED with snow, and no trains had left
for the West for several days.
Feeling very much "out of sorts" in
prospect Of having to wait till the snow
pfows could raise the blockade, | stop
ped at Council Bluff over night, went
over to Omaha the next morning, found
that the track was clear and a train al
most ready to start West.
l would tell you about the great iron
bridge across the Missouri at this point.
if | had time, but cannot now, for the
train is expected to start at any moment,
and | must secure a seat
Everybody and his mother wanted to
get on this train, and in consequence,
such hurry and hustle getting baggage
re-checked and securing seats, | never
witnessed before. Hundreds of passen-
gers crowded the railing of the baggage
room. all ON tiptoe, listening to hear
their check numbers called. | tip-toed,
too, with eyes all agape, and both ears to
the front-but, as it al,Oays seems to be
with me, was sadly disappointed. Out
Of three hundred check numbers called,
there was marry a one for III. @. S. AL
most in despair, | made a touching ap-
peal to one Of the baggage-smashers, and
what, with a spark of eloquence, and
no small degree Of earnestness, he was
finally prevailed upon to ''bring to" and
was cOaxed into hunting up my baggage.
| did manage to secure a seat in the fist
train, but twas only "by a scratch, as
'49er would say.
Our train was made up Of eight
coaches and four baggage cars. About
three hundred and fifty passengers were
aboard. Every seat crammed full, and
a hundred more sorry for themselves be-
cause they couldn't get seats. We left
Omaha about FIVE or six hours after the
regular time, and on account Of this de-
lay, had the pleasure of passing over the
Sierra Nevada mountains in broad day
light. But more of this anon.
Nothing unusual occurred on the way
to Ogden, except the breaking down of
our locomotive about three miles from
Platte City, where we were compelled to
wait about two hours for another engine.
Finally, after about two days. we reach
ed Ogden, leaving the monotonous plains
and uninteresting mOle-hill mountains
Ear in the rear. Here we changed ears
this being the junction of the U. p.
and G. z, Roads. Five or six hours
ride brought US to a point where We had
1 view of the Great Salt Lake. At in
iervals, for hours, we could see portions
1f the lake, and, at some points, the view
was indeed splendid. Afer rounding
.he lake We soon struck the head waters
of the Humboldt, and then, for about
Two hundred miles. we had a slight down
grade, following the course Of the river,
and flying along at about break-neek
speed. Our conductor was trying TO
make up some Of the lost time, and. l
must say, he did try with vengeance.