Huntington advertiser. [volume] (Huntington, W. Va.) 1874-1921, 1874-11-19
MISCELLANEOUS.
MSS GREY OF SANDY eULCH

SANDY GulchI You IS don't stop
here Gil breakfast" We had determin-
"a to stop here, and had kept this spot IN
view as an objective point during SeVe-
raj hundred miles of stage journeying
There u something wearisone IN SIX
davs's continual stage rlding-becomes
slightly monotonons in twenty-fOurS
crampcl u2 in a corner, unable to he
down or Get q good stretch, is q trial 10
The pa.ience Of the ordinary Amercan.
We cannot present IN actiye-loOSing
picture of our fellow-t.avellers 10 your
asirti-they were all too still and sole,
and we mi ght say out ofhumor. TIE man
Who could rest his head anywhere and
tlecp was an object of envy aud diS,rust,
and a general desire was felt by each
waSeful one 10 pinch the n'an driving
you mad with his delicious SHORES Twas
n 4 lime when our nerves, detached sno
shaken IN. and our very brains Sloshing
around. ne heard the wholesome sound.
"Sandy Gu'ch."
Not a very beautiful name, nor. as VIC
pocSed or heads out Of the coach win
1ow, did itlcok 10 De- particularly charm
Ing. Two hundred or more miners
cabins that seemed TO have started from
The stage station and got lost IN all sorts
II places along the Gulch odd little
boxes OF houses peTched up on the verJ
top of m immense rock, or nesting
close TO their messy sides, down by the
roaring mountain stream, or far upon
The mountain side, as the airy fancy OF
lie rou h owner in fec simple dictated.
TIE "main house Of the Guleh was
II the "Bar," aud the bar was at the
main house.
The broad stretch AZ golden sands,
washed by the heSvy rains from the
mountains and deposited near the mouth
u the Gulch, gave the place its name
The Overland" always stopped At the
main house. We suppose on account OF
he bar The coming Of Skaggs, Jim
Jones, and Boss Myers was something to
sandy Gulch. They were heavy opera
.ors, and the owners of the pOnderous
machines that were up the Gulch batter
ng away az the silver ore. Even the
bar keeper shook hands with all, and
mid, "What, is i Shaggy - Bus We
were unnOticed. We, who had come 20
sdit the M'RsTS Friend, found none-no,
none 10 DO Us honor. However, having
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visited strange towns and edited several
Mort-livcd dailies before, we were pre-
pared 20 meet any fate like philosophers.
There was one passt niger we pItied IN
ais lOnelinesS-nOt more than four and
twenty, slender and delicate, whose face
AID form indicated the intellectual man
Stripped of his gyoSSer aitribuies-whO
,hrank from the rude oalhs and bolster
ous mcrriment OF his fellOw-trayellers,
and who seemed 10 us untitled for their
society As would an angel We say We
iclt sorry for hinl-suCh sorrow as we
sometimes feel for inexperienced fellow
travellers on LIES journey IL was whis
pered about that be was 3 missionary
This opinion become fixed when II was
found. after repeated trials. that he
would not drink, nor had he been known
20 swear during the entire trip ONE
thing truly wonderful. His place IN the
coach bad been so far removed from
SkaggS. Jones L Co. that, much as We
desired 10 make his acquaintance, no op-
pOrtUnity was offered
lie, too, got ont at Sandy Gulch, and
the greasy register bore the name OF Rev.
NJ ron May.
IS c3ned that he had but Just grad
-rt. IN ore OF our leading theological
e. .-,. ans Tad come 10 look after the
o.. ed warfare Of the "GulCh.'
&c butchers, big and little, wereto
80 brought under zine sound OF Ar. Mays
voice that Is, II they wanted to- On the
nrsl sabbath ten OF them did But Alr.
Nav, being an enthusiast and an earnest
Christian. determined 10 increase this
number; and during The second week
climbed sluice- boxes, jumped bitches,
waited the creek again and again, IN puT-
sus OF little working parties of miners.
Nor did he stop with the workers The
lonely, weary man. lying on his bunk,
his frame racked with pain, and seeing
IN feverish fancy the approach OF dear
wife or mother, was sOOihed by the pale
faced man.
The gaudy room behind the bar was
not tres from him. for he entered and In
vi,ed " Slick Dick" who was dealing
faro, 10 come 20 the services ~ the LOG
cabin. Strange Us Il may seem, he came,
and the room was .ull OF those whose ears
bad no. b ard one word Of these tidings
IN many, many wears All wha, may not
Ghe Tia zee OF one man have on cocl-
nunity?
OF course, the latter thought was en-
llrrlv in connection with ourselves.
Til " gcr's Friend " - succeeding; We
~ able to live and pay OF such Of our
liabilities as were pressing. Wewere be
ginning 20 feel something Of the delights
Of independent journalism The Terrific
rial printing was ours, and We fondly
booked forward 10 the postmaStership OF
candy GulCh But there was always more
o less jealousy on our part for the Rev.
hlton May. lie seemed 10 have made
himself immensely popular, and we felt
TIA. tie quiet, pade-faced man could have
bra,e en- u for the Legislature ~ any time.
We had respect for him almost
amounting TO awe. One night, coming
from our Office. We we're nearly opposite
Jack BOwman's, who was lying crushed
and dying. The door vas ajar, and the
light from a tailOw zip was softly thrown
IN the 0ed and forms. At the bedside.
kneelng with face uplitted. and wearing
al expression We could not understand,
was Sir May. Through the misty year.
II comes 10 US, and We see II with The rev
srrnCe We saw il then. Some pictures i'm
ptesS tAcmS, Ives so deeply they they are
l'Ftr lulGNttttt, no AAAtsSA uas AAisAi1
a.Ry IA p The mind.
Eir. NAY Vas successful.
So much 50 that II was determined 10
start a school Think OF It a school al
Sandy tsulca. Well, do you Suyp pose that
tisey did not want "a school al The prIuci-
Ia, Town of the I,r-i,orys We're there
90 calculations 20 &c made i'm tie great
future al The Gui-h undoubtedly.
Il must not be thought ;or one mOu ct
that there were no children az sandy
Gulch: indeed. there were more than al
any place we had visited i'm the noun
,alHs plenty OF women and children
but few wives Ge, dear rcldcr, 10 was
sad state in which Mr. Nay found So
-iety. when hc came 10 preach and try,
in Tie name o. his Master, 90 redeem the
,ulch Poor Jack as he died, blessed
his children, and the black haired, black.
eyed woman, who had been a wife, in
ihee,eo o. the law buta few hours. True,
she loved him al the same, and SAT moan
ing and rocking herself back and forth
a. though she would shake the burden
Of grief from her shoulders. There were
children, there was % Dc q school and