The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1877-11-28
Notes of their Journey Along the Foot
Hills and Into colorado's Noun
tain Businesses.
From Collins to Golden, Thence to Central
City, and Thence 10 Georgetown, the
"SiIver Queen" city-A Tour OF
Pleasure. Marred Only by
threatening Weather.
GEORGETOWN, Colo, Nov. %.

upon the SUBSCRIBER To give III uttih All
account of our experiences after leay-
ing the lively burg last mentioned,
where a lean and hungry Denver news
paper man boarded our train, and sue
ceeded, before reaching Golden, in
gathering n very incorrect batch of in
formation, in addition to which he
manufactured a column or more of
gross ISLANDERS upon our party, by the
members Of which lie was well treated.
The Colorado Central road, from
Cheyenne to Golden, runs through the
garden of Colorado, commanding the
trade OF the Cache-la-Poudr valley, rs
well as the valleys of the Box Elder.
Little and Big Thompson, st. Vrain,
Boulder and other large creeks. rs well
as the great traffic with the hundreds
of rich mines in the mountains adja-
cent, and the numerous coal banks
already opened up along the line. Our
train hummed along over the road, but
owing to the delay in starting from
Cheyenne it was found that we were to
have n late dinner at Golden, and there
fore when we reached Boulder, SO miles
from Cheyenne, the train stopped long
enough to enable a half dozen of tile
hungriest excursionists to get off and
purchase Il few links of bologna saus-
age. 1t was new diet for them and
after tasting they turned the entire
supply wei to the official reporter of
the Legislature.
Golden Junction. was reached ut 2:30
p. m, and General Manager Loveland
boarded the train, accompanied by Hon.
w. ii. Pierce, of the Colorado Legisla-
ture, with his wife. Fifteen minutes
later W. were ia Golden, where Il sea of
carriages and omnibuses We're waiting
to convey us to that excellent hotel, the
Golden hodse, kept by Oliver 5. Buell..
A bountiful repast soon appcased the
hungry and frightened the faces of the
wanderers. The hearty welcome given
us by the leading citizens of the thriv-
ing city was duly appreciated and all
felt lat home'' during tie brief stop
page in Golden.
Returning to the depot, a novel and
to nearly all of IL party an entirely
new spectacle presented itself. A very
handsome train of miniature passenger
cars, headed by n small iron pony, stood
on n narrow-guage track, heading
directly toward the grim and %frowning
mountains, and the narrow track
stretched along up Clear creek to u dis
tant point where the stream seemed to
emerge from the base of II rocky cliff n
thousand feet high.
People here love their children,
don't they?'' said ons lady.
why, what makes you think sou
queried another.
''Oh, because they build regular little
baby railroad trains for them. Just see
what II cunning thing tirit little train
ISL
The information that the ''baly
train " was destined to convey the wis
dom and beauty OF Wyoming to the
mountain cities Of Colorado and that
ouhbaggagc VAS already loaded upon
it, elected II thousand expressions of
establishment and delight. All were
soon on board in comfortable shape,
and with II defiant goodbye to its larger
brethren, the little iron pony sprang
away from the station, amid . waving
of handkerchief and hats. y moment
later we were flying directly against the
rocky wall TO the westward, the strong
wind and the stern, unyielding noun
tains seeming TO say, 60 back, Go
back! AS We reached the base of the
steep and rugged mountain, and while
all who were unacquainted with the
road were holding their breath and
waiting for u grand crash, the engine
suddenly swerved, and in II twinkling
w were spinning around u curve so
sharp that several passengers took occ;i-
sion to go to the ear coach and shake
hands with the engineer rs the head
and tail of the train met on the ex-
tremely circuitous track. Golden and
the plains had long since faded from
II sight, and we were in Il vast soli-
tude, With no signs of civilization save
the railway, the telegraph line, and u
wooden ilume on either hand, built
along the perpendicular cliff, across
gullies and around mountains for sew
eral miles up the canon of Clear creek,
and conveying water out upon the
plains twenty miles or more to irrigate
hundreds of large and fertile farms.
The bed of the stream, filled with huge
boulders, %driftwood, and rubbish, the
murky stream, rushing downward, now
spreading out over a surface one or two
hundred yards wide, then closing in
until its mad and dangerous channel
could almost be leaped over. the over
hanging rocks and trees, the high and
apparently inaccessible walls of the
canon, and the miniature engine, puff
ing and toiling up the grade-all pre-
sented a scene of wierd, awe-inspiring
grandeur such rs most of us had never