The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1875-04-02

forms in which tired humanity had rem
dered itself ridiculous in its attempts 10
obtain rest If not sleep, and usrsoon as
the now condrctof passsd, We found
ourselves unlsf TIE necestity Of max
ing ourselves equally the but Of wakeful
eyes. The same general experience was
undergone a Erie and thence on till we
arrived about "A. NJ aB Buffalo. Hack
ing il across TO the N. Y. Central depot,
we there dragged out the interesting e.
dious hours in a cold, dreary, ill-ighted,
rat-rummaged room till the 7 o'clock
train was ready to start for Lockport, to
which place 1 procured return tickets.
This was an accommodation train and it
stopped all along wherever there we're
crossroads or settlements. Longing for
relief, our condition would have been
almost uncomfortable, but for the polite
ness and afability Of the gentlemanly
conductor. As the reader knows, the
return ticket on most roads are single
cards, but those on the N. Y. c., judg-
ing from those between Buffalo and
Lockport, consist Of two cards, one red
and the other white. 1 thoughtlessly
gave the conductor all four tickets and
he as heartlessly punced them oil. We
saw the error at the same time, but he
said he would fix them all right, and he
did by making some cabalistic pencil
marks on the red cards which he re.
urned to me. Out of this seemingly
luchless mistake grew one of the pleas
ing incidents of the trip, as the reader
shall in due time see. About 81 A. M.
we were landed at the "Judson House, "
where genial hosts made us as comforta-
Bile, considering that we had to re-
main there till after a P, M. awaiting a
horse express to take us on to the point
of our destination. When the four
seated vehickle stopped for us there was
plenty of room, but when we left the
last way place it contained fourteen
passengers, besides the driver who sat
almost down on the double-tree, and one
feshy lady that got out after we had
started, saying nothing of the many peo-
pie who did not get in. The reason the
|aldermanic lady left was the team
baked, and, as will be seen, thereby
hangs tale. Compositor, please spell
that lastword correctly, though if you
do not it will be no killing sin, as even
balky horses have tails. But want an
other sort as will duly appear. After we
men had dismounted and the driver had
taken the ballkier horse by the the bits
the team started. We again got aboard
and all went well till the horse became
tired at the foot of quite hill. Out
again, shoulders at the box, driver pull
ing at the bits and away plunges the
team, we tugging after till the top is
gained. There is not snow enough for
sleighing, but too much for wheeling.
The wagon slides from side to side like
the sieyes of fanning-mill, and we are
momentarily in danger of being hurled
pell-mell down some steep, rocky de-
scent. Before We had gone half way,
the team was 80 fatigued that we men
had to get out and boost at every knoll
or snow drift. M
1t was decidedly interesting, and as
the black pail of night enveloped us, the
interest constantly increased. Two Of
the passengers were gentleman and
his deaf and dumb niece returning from
an institution in Michigan. Another
was hair-lipped, talkatiye specimen of
old bachelor. Another was a harmless
elderly gentleman who is said
to be SO good q neighbor that he kills
the cows and horses of those who live
beside him and give him offense. All
this I learned by degrees. 1t was well
that 1 did not know it at the time, as the
wagon journey would have been even
more disagreeable than il was, Not
knowing it, the time passed away in al
5ernate joking and boosting which was
The richest sort of joking, and barring
'he fact that we had to work our passage
besides paying our fare, it was all well
enough in the end. 1 could but pity
hose who had no accident insurance.
And now, reader, for atime, good-by.