Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1876-03-16
ScrihhIingS on the Rail- Con

| ductOr Arnold mas ever peeH VIC "au
we desired to ride with, so when he
said "All Aboard" last Wednesday
we obeyed with alacrity, and soon we
were scooting past the cemetery, and
on towards Plover at twenty mile
racket. Bro. Morrill, suggested a
naughty thought as we passed the
cemetery knowing we were dead
head, but We forgive Bro. Morrill,, for
he don't run newspaper; he don't
ride on a punctured pasteboard. We
shot into Plover like hummer into a
beer cellar, for the recent storm had
made the track little shaky, and if
we must 60 to grass we wanted to 60
like an experienced Nebuchadnezzar.
We went neither too fast nor too slow,
but just about ssmiddlin' as the old
woman said her daughter had done
when she married an editor We
found Plover all "ahoat." The water
was up to the thresholds of some of
the dwellings and it had materially
settled away since the day previous.
We would cast no reproach upon our
sister town, but a wag remarked as we
neared the depot, "Well, this is Plo-
yer, where when man dies, he dies
all over" We want to get a volume
of that mans poetry. We think he
could sell few copies in Plover.
Leaving ?. with Oscar Ladd holding
the throttle we made good time till we
came to Stoney Cut where a section of
the embankment had been washed
away. The railroad boys were at
work diligently, but a mighty lake hid
ing fences, was ''too many" for them,
SO the track was bolstered up sufficient
to let the train over. Uncle Dodge,
MIR. Breasted and ne worked like
beavers. We carried a tie and stuck
it where it would do the most good,
but railroad bov who thought he
knew more than we did about it, pull
! ed it out and said something that
sounded like printers devils talk
when he ''pies'' form. When the
train passed over that chasm the track
looked like an inverted implanted rain
bow. We didn't ride over. We new
er ride when we don't want to, besides
it would have looked piggish to ride.
Preceded by the construction engine
we made Amherst Junction about 4
o'clock and thence we footed it to Am
herst down the Central track. AS we
neared the village, we looked for Am
herst College, but could see only a
liberty pole. A little further GA we
! passed the residence of that great and
good man, Hon. G. ". Cate, spasmod-
ic letter writer to the Stevens Point
Journal. AID Representative of the
Wood County Canvassing Board, in
Congress. The Judge is pleasantly
located. He has fine residence, and
spacious barns, and lots of EN-, We
didn't notice any weathercocks upon
the barns; We presume the Judge
has played 'em out in the political
breezes that have kept him bobbing
| pretty lively the past fifteen years.
The Judge is spoken of as a most
genial kindly neighbor and citizen, but
mighty thin statesman.
At Amherst we met old acqualnt-
ances, among whom were DIR. Guernsy
and Edgar Starks, both druggists and
respected citizens. Amherst is cosy
little village nesting among the hills,
and in the summer can not be other
than beautiful, as it is retired. 1t
has a thrifty look. Forty residences
are observable, and its stores are not
a whit behind more pretentious villages.
A large Touring mill furnishes a mar
ket for the grangers small grain. and
much -four is shipped away. Judge
Webster, genial old gentleman, is
z. NJ, handing out perfumed missives
to the pretty girls at Amherst with all
the grace and eloquence characterizing
his younger years. We stopped at the
one hotel in the village where we were
entertained most comfortably. On the
morrow we footed it to the junction,
, hearing that Simons of the Journal
had been seen in the village the day
previous-we thought we would rather
walk than wait for the cars, for Bro.
Simons don't want to fall upon little
fellow like zee but once, to make him
too thin for the revenue ''biz.," and
: we were not posted as to whether he
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