The weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1878-1881, 1879-12-23
A JEHU.
How He Shook Up n Party of Grumb.
ling English Tourists.
Washington Capital.


Buffalo Bill tells a good story about a party
of Englishmen travelling on the plains before
the Pacific ~railroat was finished. They came
rambling into Laramie, abusing the driver
and the coach and the :" blarsted country
generally, because, they ~averre', ''there was
no coaching outside of England" Their
contempt of all things American was
shown in the most offensive manner to all the
people standing aTound as they alighted. 1t
happened that Bob Scott, the finest driver
and most reckless daredevil on the plans,
was TO take the coach to the next
station, eight miles westward from Laramie,
and as that gay Jehu heard the remarks of
the Britishers he made up his mind to give
them a specimen Of purely American coach
ing. The stable boys led out six colts that
looked as if they had never head OF a stage
before they reared and snorted, plunged and
kicked until the noble Britons were quite
delighted with the anticipation of a fine
drive.
.Now, driver, you know, just give 'em
their 'eads, and let 'em go: don't you be
afraid"
sYes," say another encouragingly. "my
dear fellow, just 90 ahead"
Bob mounted the box slowly, while a man
held each horse he gathered the reins and
said, quickly: Let 'em GO" And they did
and the colts plunged and reared, but Bobs
ID y IdS lNl ilCh III W III wiz ttIN Vi tiit
California brakes he held them down to a
walk TOR three miles, while the passengers bias
phemed at him. for q "cad" and a sneak. AT
The end Of that three miles they got to the top
Of a hill, and one Briton poked his head out
of the window and began to say something,
but as he did, a wild unearth!y yell walked
that vicinity, and at the same time Bob
threw all six lines down. The coach seemed
to lift from the ground, and those six Colts
..z.4-l - .Jn ,o,x- hast cnnoI thoN nnrlJ
make. Another yell from Bob, and they
seemed to increase it then TO help matters he
drew his revolver and began firing over the
horses heads.
"Great God" cried the Britons, "we've
gotten into the hands of a blarsted lunatic."
"Stop! stop" they shouted but the mad
team and crazy driver tore on faster and
faster, while the stage went bouncing over
the rocky road in a way that threatened to
pound the passengers to pieces. Bob craned
Lis neck over and yelled into the window:
GENTS, Pm just getting EN- started they'll
do better after awhile!" And he took out
life lamps and hurled them at the leaders with
a wild Comanche War-whoop.
The atfrighted passengers presently saw the
station in full view the question was how
that team was to be stopped. They gave
themselves up for gone, and hung on despair
ingly 10 the seats. 1t seems that the h rses
were accustomed to 20 right into the stables,
coach and all, and up they came to the open
door at full speed. Thar" was a yell from
the assembled stable attendants and tavern
~Ioafers, then a f~rightful crash as the whole
top of the coacl@ went off, throwing three
8ritons out and breaking two arms and a leg,
besides other slight injuries. Bob came out
Of the stable smiling, picked up an English
man, and says:
.Never mind, sir; we'll have 4 zeal nice
drive to the next station. I was obliged to
take 'em along slowly over that there bad
road. Boys, put the other team in a fresh
coach and give me a couple of cocktails. It's
dull driving SO d~og-gone slow, and I'm pow
crful dry"
Those E~nglishmen waited and sent for a
doctor. but they did not put low anything
IN their note book about American driving.