Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-04-27

acquaintances at Wausau. We Just
met Gent Kellogg, Charley Single
Harris Alban, Bro. Cole, and score
of friends, but business was "busi-
ness and Uncle Sam don't pay for
visiting unless we visit saloon or a
brewery.
OF course we saw orr old press
brother, Shang. Shang is doing the
Central for Bob johnson. and is deter
mined to be what the Lord cut him
out for. K one Of Natures Noblemen.
We believe he'll succeed, but if he
should stumble, why, we'll pick him
up, and tell him to ''try again, my
boy" for Shang and we's twins, and
we's going into Heaven together some
day, We verify believe. If we should
happen to meet at the ''shining gate, >
and the good Peter should say. mo,
Shang, I cant let you in, would we
leave Shang? Verify, not we, we'd
say, "Shang is all manhood when the
devil don't drown him in whisky; he 5
pure gold, Pete, if you can only get
the quartz out'n him; Shang and We s
twins, Peter, and we must go in to-
gether" And we know that the
guardian Of Gods Portal who knew
mans weakness and frailty, and who
once was weak himself, would let US
in,-but supposing that Shanghai
should crow, then now could the good
Peter refuse. All! he couldn't; but
Shang is going in like MAN, and not
as a brute. The years are before and
Christ's love is over him ''every day,
every hour, But we're at Wausau
and consequently some way from Hea
ven, which we had forgotten We
found Bob johnson happy, and very
like a married man. When we saw
him looking for a pair Of little shoes
about two inches long that might come
handy by and by, we smiled. and Bob
looked up at the sky and wondered if
it would hold pleasant all day.
Stopping at Mosinee on Thursday
evening, we tarried at the Blair House
kept by one of the most genial old Ia
dies We ever met. The Blair House
was favorite stopping place in the
ante-railroad days, when the greai
highway between Stevens Point and
Wausau was thronged with teams. con
veying freight to the mighty pineries
of Northern Wisconsin. Mrs. Blair,
the landlady Of the house, has a pro
tege, little briSht-eyed girl about four
years who has history. Only year
ago, her father, a drinking man, with
this little one, then only two years and
eight months old, with her sister and
a little brother, while intoxicated, at |
the passage of the falls in a |
skif The boat was Of course wreck
ed, The little girl, as if by miracle,
survived the terrible passage and was
rescued, barely alive, having passed |
through the terrible breakers and ed |
dies un8cathed. A little spark Of life
and she livesto tell in her |
childish way the terrible story. 4
more interesting child We have not
met. May she live to bless and cheer
the kind old heart who cared for her
after the terrible ordeal of food. We
met Mr.. Hutching the station agent at
Mosinee, who by the way is a man of
culture, and fine tenore. In compa-
ny with his wife and Miss Blair we
sang the old songs over and over till a
late hour.
Mosinee is one Of the most beautiful
towns on the river.
In order to make home on Friday
we ''shanked' it from Knowlton to
Runkles Station transacting oar bust
ness at the intervening stations and
reaching the latter place in season to
take the afternoon train home. At
junction City, as is the case every day,
some forty or more of the boys from
the woods up the Central road boarded
the train. They were as wild as
hawks after having been Gagged and is
plated from all society for months away
from the ha5itations Of men. Conduc-
tor Hubbard with his usual courtesy
and brimful of beauty stopped the
train for as at Centralia and we reach
ed homo just in season to give No. 4
of our babies seventeen cents to buy