The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-11-25
Excursion to Veto Station.

Through the kind Offices and en-
terprise of Gen. Brown, Judge
Jones and Col. Rose, the public
we're treated to a railroad run to
Veto Station last Thursday, to at
tend the great land sale. Arrange
meats being made the over night
for an early start, the next morning
we readily recalled the industry of
our boyhood days, and were up with
the 'lark to meet the''-7. A. n.
train. Fer "Fort Hip had donned
his morning gown of golden sun
shine, we issued forth in the fresh
crisp air, felicitating ourself on the
achievement, and thinking as we
went, "Early to bed and early to
rise" when to our utter confusion,
there strobe ahead of us the well
known form of Judge Jones, who
had breakfasted, and was moving
with measured pace for the depot.
At this unlocked for taking down
of our early habits, our self-gratula-
ton suffered a sensible decadence
and there was ''no more spirit in
u.s." Thanks to our considerable
land-lady, Mrs. F., for a prompt ia
BILE and good meal, we were at
the depot on time, partly on foot
and partly by impressment of Gen.
Browns carriage. After some de-
lay in waiting for the up passenger
to pass, and in whisling up the Pu-
laski land-buyers, that good look
ing, genial gentleman and former
prince of conductors, Capt. Pitts
Brown, wheeled US safely to our
destination by special train. In
passing we add that "Pitts," though
young in years, is a veteran rail
roader, and pioneered the first train
over this route. But he has gone
up higher, and worthily, we think.
Starting out with fair cargo of the
wealth, talent, good-looks and re-
spectability of Pulaski, we gathered
recruits of like ilk by the way, I'm
til we had quite an over-average
carload. Modesty forbids US to
name names in this delicate con.
nection, but as sample of the av-
erage of refinement constituting our
makeup, we may simply intimate
the names of Col. Rose, Jim Rivers,
and Hick Ballentine. Otis enough"
you will say.
Eleven o'clock found some 100
or more persons present at the sale,
looking as realestateish as you could
well imagine, and all hungry for
land. Our pOrtly chancery land
seller mounted the box, announced
the TERMS" and the fun began,
and continued some two hours,
when the same accommodating
functionary suggested that settle
ments were in order. This finish
ing touch being through with, and
the excitement over, some began to
realize the coming symptoms of
hungry stomachs. Luckily there
was at hand a colored purveyor Of
nuts, COOLERS, apples, tough chick
en- and sad biscuits. About this
time a trihing incident occurred
which up to this good hour, John
Beasley says, has not been explain
namely, the sudden, and unOb-
served disappearance of some four
or five of our Pulaski crowd. 1t
would have been a reasonable in
ference that they had gone to stake
OFF, their recently purchased lands,
had they not returned in some thir-
ty minutes, picking their teeth,
smacking their lips, and tuning
forth the vaporized incense of mel
low Bourbon and ropy peach.
Some thought they had been eating.
Beasley says when he goes on an
other such excursion he means to
get in with Rose at the start, and
cham with him. In point of fact
he thought he did belong to the
mess till about l o'clock.
But this little pleasantly aside
(althOugh B. found no lpleasure in
it) the day passed quite agreeably,
barring the prevalence of the pierre
ing winds. Otherwise our intro
duction to that section of Giles was
pleasing in the highest degree, with
the superadded qualification of a
number of subscribers to the CITI
ZEN, some of them from our sister
State, Alabama