, 1880-06-03
A Daredevil Jehu.

Buffalo Bill tells good story about a
party Of Englishmen travelling on the
plains before the Pacific railroad was
finished. They came rumbling into Lar
annie, abusing the driver and the coach
and the "blarsted country" generally be-
cause they averred there was no "coach-
ing or driving outside Of England"
Their contempt Of all things American
was shown in the most offensive manner
to all the people standing around as they
alighted. 1t happened that Bob Scott,
the finest driver and most reckless dare
devil on the plains, was to take the
coach to the next station, eight miles
westward from Laramie, and as that gay
Jehu heard the remarks of the British
ers, be made up his mind to give them a
specimen of purely American coaching
The stable boys led out six colts that
looked as if they never saw stage be-
fore; they reared and suortad, plunged
and kicked until the noble Brtons were
quite delighted with the anticipation Of
fine drive.
Snow, driver, you know, just give 'em
their heads and let 'em so; don't you be
afraid my boy" '"'IF
"Yes," said another encouragingly,
"my good fellow just 80 ahead"
Bob mounted the box slowly while a
man held each horse; he gathered the
reins and said quickly, ''let'em &c" and
they did, aud the colts plunged and
reared, but Bob's iron grip held them in.
With the aid of the California brakes he
hold them down to walk for three miles,
while the passengers blasphemed at him
for a ''cad" and 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 some
thing, but as lie did wild ,upearthly
yell walked that vicinity and at the same
time Bob threw all six lines down. The
coach seemed to lift fron the ground,
and those six colts started at the very
best speed they could make. Another
yell from Bob, and they seemed to III
crease it; then, to help matters, he drew
his revolver and began firing over the
horses heads.
"Great Cod" cried the Britons,
"we've got into the hands of blarsted
lanatic"
"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 the passengers to
pieces. Bob craned his neck over and
yelled into the window: g9.t
Scents, I'm just getting 'em started;
they'll do better after while" And
he took out the lamps and hurled them
at the leaders with wild Comanche
war-whoopl
The atfrighted passengers presently
saw the station in full view; the ques
ton was, how was that team to be
stopped They gave themselves up for
gone, and hung on despairingly to the
seats. 1t seems that the horses were
accustomed to go right into the stable,
coach and all, and up they came to the
open door at full speed. There was a
yell from the assembled stable attend
ants and tavern loafers, then frightful
crash as the whole top of the coach came
of, throwing three Britons out and
breaking two arms and a leg, besides
causing other slighter accidents Bob
came out Of the stable, smiling, picked
up an EnglishmAn, and said:
"Never mind, sir; we'll have real
nice drive to the next station. / was
Obliged 70 take 'em along slowly over
that ere bad road. Boys, put the other
team in fresh coach, and give me a
couple of cocktails. It's dull driving 20
log-goned slow, and Tin powerful dry. I"
Those Englishmen waited and sent
for doctor, bur they did not put down
anything in their notebook about Amer.
lean driving.
A party Of Cleveland youths marched