Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1877-08-07
A Gone e~xour.Ion.
IrrOm The Detroit Pm. Pr.s., Iuly s.l

lFfom the Detroit Free prsss, July 9p.l
II you had looked into The corridor q
the Central Staten yesterday afternoon
You would have seen . long. shiny noss
sticking through the barred deer Of cell
No. 4. and you might have heard q lone.
some voice crying out:
putin me In here won't make . Bit
Of difference! Ill rip and tear all ths
harder when I git outl'
His name 10 Webb. He IL the oldssi
son Of an old farnsrin Greenfield town.
ship. He was In town the other day
with produos, and Just a he wa ready
to leave the market o boy approached
him and asked II be didn't want 10 boy
q church excursion tskst for hall price.
Il was 10 be o beautiful sxcursion. The
boy said. with ics-crsau and lsmonsds
and handsome girls and bashful widow
all over the boat, and there would b
soft music by the band. sweet singing
by the choir and shadovy angels would
be lowering nsar to pick up the awful
good children who tumblsd overheard.
''I'm right there, bub." replied the
oldest son, a. hs went down into biz
vest for . quarter; and be further said
that he'd been for ysars hanksring to
20 on q boss excursion up the river.
The ticket read that the boat would
leave her dock ct sharp mise o'clock A.
N. OF Thursday. The oldest son wa on
time. He went 10 the foot Of Woodward
avenue and kept his eye looking for the
steamer Northwest. He didn't ses any
church dsacons around. No crowds Of
white robed children surrounded him.
At ten O'Clock the oldest son pulled out
his card. walked up to . knst Of men
and remarked
HAS this excursion gone
"That sxcursion." replied one OF the
men. on he read the ticket. "took place
three weeks age this morning."
"And I'm left
eyes. sir-you are Just twenty days
and some odd hours too late"
"I paid two shillinss for this ticket"
grimly observed tho eldest on. "It
calls for an excursion. I've got bread
and butter and ham and currants and .
pint bottle full Of tss In this basket, and
I'm going on the excursion " know the
reason why"
There are several reasons Why"
laughed the crowd.
'Gentlemsn, trot cut your steam
boati" said Mr.. Webb.
They laughed again.
"0sntlsmsn. ] give you just two min
utss to pull your old steamer around
hsrsl"
More laughing.
"~Gsntlemsn, I'm no blowhard. I
want my rights, and I'm going 10 havo
'em. I amt going 10 plank down two
ahilllngs In cash, cit up half q night 70
grease my boots, sew on buttons and oil
up my hair, ride twelve miles In an old
wagon and hnd the boat gone, and not
let folks know how ] feel about II.
Bring on your boat!"
1--WE don't own no boat" they n
swsrsd.
Cant hslpit ; I hold you responsi.
bic. Puff your old boat around here or
I'll climb the whole town I"
He put down his bundle aud went In.
the odds being eleven to one. He hadn't
spit on his hands over three times before
be was oil twisted out Of shape. and .
good share OF his body jammsd into Al
old cheese boz. A policeman prisd him
out, united the knots In his legs,
smooihed out the kinks In his spinal
column and led him away 10 the station.
Don't that call for nm excursion"
Mr.. Webb. as he slammed
his ticket down before tbs Captain. at
does. II I know how 10 read. and now,
where IL the excursion 2"
"Gons." Was the brief answer.
well, I hain't gone. I'm right
here. I'm waiting for that boat, and II
she doesn't come I'll wade up aud down
town like . festive cyclone I'll
give you just two minutes to put me
OF the excursion !"