The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1879-12-20
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Buffalo Eli telir good story about
psrty of Englishmen travelling on the
nlains before the Pacific railroad was
finished. They came rumbling into Lar
a mic abusing the driver and the coach
and the "barsted country" generally,
hacause they averred, there was no
coaching or driving outside Of Eug.
land" Their contempt of all things
American was shown in the most Often
siys manner to all the people standing
around as they alighted. 1t happened
tkat Bob. Scott. the finest driver and
most reckless dare. devil on the plains,
was to take the coach to the next station,
sight miles westward from Laramie, and
AZ the gay Jehu heard the remarks of the
Britishers. he slowly made up his mind
TO give them q specimen OF purely Amerl-
can coaching. The stable boys led out
six colts that looked as il they bad never
heard of a stage before; they reared and
sported, plunged and kicked until the
noble Britains were quite delighted with
the anticipation of fine drive.
Nov, driver, you know, just give
them their heads and let 'em go; don I
you be afraid my boy"
YES" says another encouragingly,
"my good fellow just go ahead"
Bob mounted the box slowly while
man held each hors-; be gathered the
reins aud said quickly, Let 'em 60
And they did anu the colts plunged and
reared, but Bob's iron grasp held them
10. With the aid Of the California brakes
he held them down to a walk for three
miles, while the passengers blssphe med
at him for a ''cad. and a sneak. At the
end of three miles they got to the top
of hill, and one Brltton poksd his head
out of the window and began to say
something. but as he did wild unearth-
ly yell walked that vicinity. and at the
same time Bob threw all the lines down.
The coach seemed to lift from the ground.
aud those Dix colts started at the very
best speed they could make. Another
yell from Bob, and they seemed to in
crease it; then to help matters he drew
his revolver and began firing over the
horses heads.
Great God" cried the Britains,
we've got into the hands Of barsted
lunatic."
"stop! stopp' they shouted, but the
mad team and crazy driver tore on faster
and faster. while the stage went bounc-
ing over the rocky road IN way that
threatened to pound ths passengers to
pieces. Bob craned his neck over and
yelled into the window.
"Gsnts, I'm just getting 'em started
they'll do better, after awhile. and he
took out the lamps and hurled them at
the leaders with wild Commanchs Wal
whoop.
The affrighted passengers presently
saw the station in full view; the question
was how was the team to be stopped
They gave themselves up for gone and
hung on dispariney to the seats. II
seems that the horses were accustomed
to GO right into the stable, coach and oil
and up they came to the open door a
full speed There was yell from thu
Assem- bled stable attendants and taverr
loafers, then o frightful crash as th'
whole top of the coach went off, throw
ing three Britains out and breaking two
arms and leg, besides other slghte
accidents Bob came out OF the stabl
smiling, picked up an Euglishman, ant
said.
"Never mind, sir, we'll have rea
nice drive to tha next station. l wa
obliged to take 'sm along slowly owe
that ere bad road. Boys put in tn
other team in fresh coach and give IN
couple of cocktails. 1t is dull drivin
SO dogone slow, and I'm powerful
dry"
Those Englishmen waited and sent fo
o doctor. but they did not put down an.
thing in their note book about America
driving.