The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1877-10-11

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might be a hash Of all,the Egyptian
monuments that were everuneasth-
led, The major aimed. .tho animal for
the most ominous point, and at once
lI began to feel as if ! was being
thrown into a quart mine, and pick
ed up pand thrown down again repeat
edly, ] would have been willing to
concede before passing through the
ordeal, ,thatIwas @wonderfuIly made,' =
but never thought myself quite as
'.tearfully' made as ! seemed to be
after running that gauntlet.
! don't know what that buggy was
made Of, such a trial ought to have
pulverizsd d cast.iron, slab, and yet
there didn't seemsto,b bo single joint.
Iofthst,seliiele eyen spinterea by the!
uIsuraE an jors tlSe.on-l
ly effect it had upon him was to.
make him puff at his pipe a little
more vigorously, and shake his sides
as if he had a contract to do the laugh
ing for a numerous family. ofcourse
he wasn't to blame for not suffering
nature had cushioned him pretty
thoroughly, and then he'd grown so
accustomed to such experiences that
his bones had acquired a habit of ac.
commodating themselves to any part
of the body, and were perfectly at
home anywhere.
| was just about to assess damages,
when we struck a brook--one of those
wayward, tickle, ,tanglesome creations
that abound in mountain countries,
but that nowhere seem to impede
highway navigation as in Virginia.
This particular brook had either lost
its memory, forgotten its destination
and was making the most bewildered
zigzags in search Of it, or had become
so attached to the road that it
couldn't bear to part with it, for it
was nosing in and weeping over it at
provokingly frequent intervals, and
always contrived to have its bed out
Of order just where we had to pass
through.
1t was one of those instances of af-
fection that can't be accounted for
1 couldn't see anything to dote upon
in that road, and yet, just whore it
seemed most exorescont with volcan-
ic deposits and the debris of whirl.
winds that brook was sure to sneak
Iinsand earess it. Perhaps there was
something humane in the. conduct.of
these rude, untutored waters, would
would have been worthy emulation
in the heart of man. They may
have sought the very spots in this
poor old highway, where time had
wrought its severest wounds, and by
the gentle touches of their cooling
sprays sought to heal the scars and
mollify the hurts that the years had
visited upon this uncared for artery
of the woods.
Be that as it may, the brook didn't
ameliorate our sufiorings a mite, for
upon its bowlders the wheels were
lifted heavenward but to be dropped
into the wet with bump, and a
splash that made me sympathize
with Noah's neighbors, and set the
major to thinking how very monot-
onous an unbarying beverage might
become.
1t seemed to me that we run into
that inquisitiye rivulet ct least
score of times in going distance Of
twice that number of feet, and when
at last we contrived to clear it, the
major thought we hadn't had variety
enough, and chorged on . pass that
had monster rock for its inner
boundary, and procipice, promis-
sorry of human chow chow for its out.
er. How he piloted the establish
ment through l know not. Isaw the
wheels just posing on the crumbling
verge Of that black steep, and then
shut my eyes and began wondering
how many typographical errors there
would be in my obituary, and wheth-
er my relatives would go TO law about
my tooth brush and shaving uten-
sils.
Twas aroused from these pleasant
reflections by the majors exclama'
ton. "That's tho thirteenth time
I've cheated that hungry chasm, and
| begin to think it'll never have a
full stomach if it waits for Nelson il.
Uotchkiss to feed it.n