Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1880-02-01
STILL ON HIS TRAVELS.
PANT wAFDERs OVER ROUGH RoAps-pALLs In
WITH POLE CATS ANp WANTS TO DEn

EDITOR APPHAL: leit independence NJ
8 80 A. NJ, still about half asleep, and doing
so, that even . hasty and fearful breakfast,
could not arouse me to the fact that l was
again on horrid buck boaed, and on my jour
ney. We soon passed town called Lone
Pine, and not pine within twenty miles Of
the place, either lone or married, that |
could see Possibly the earthquake swallowed
all the pines up in 1872, as marks of that 81
gantic upheaval are still visible. During the
forenoon we passed the smelling works of the
Cerro Gordo mines, and changed horses lit
tie further on and close to the banks of Ow
ems Lake, an alkaline, ulphuric body of wa
ter that nothing lives in, and if l had my say
so. nothing should live around, for of all des-
olate places, and sheets of water, Ovens
Lake knocks the "Persimmon." The road is
heavy enough and dreary enough to take
mother in law for drive; and oh, such oceans
of sand, through which we slowly plowed our
weary way. About o'clock L commenced to
feel hungry and asked the driver when We
stopped for dinner "Not till you reach Par
niment Junction" WAS his reply. " But man
alive!" cried l in starving amazement, I'VE
don't get there until 10 80 TO- night, and | had
breakfast OF this morning, and man can't
eat at that ungodly hour.
PANT pIsGrsrs A srAsGER.
Well, yer don't want Ter stuff yeraelt all
Their time, do yer2I never did see SIGH pesky
set as the passengers over this road are. ALI
| time want to cram themselves full as cayote
on dead boss" And he whipped his weary
team to emphasize his opinion of people who
would eat when they had chance. l made
no further inquiry and lit my pipe thinking
to satisfy the pangs of hunger by that cruel
process; but it was not . success and l was
\ again forced to liken well organized stomach
to a woman; for when either want anything,
they want it. And they will have it, and the
harder it is to get, the worse they are. ana so
it was with my distracted food amalgamator;
knowing that nothing could be had, it wor-
ried me the more, and to get even l commen-
csd drinking some awful whisky that 5ou ght
! at Darwin, forlorn and dead town, that even
| the rats are leaving. 1t was here that the Sharp
brothers, (the best and ablest hotel men that
were ever in Nevada, and now the favorite
and popular landlords of the Ormsby House
we're burnt out and escaped from the raging
flames with nothing on but frown and I'm
ger ring. And by the time reached Pan
nIment and the hash foundry, was just too
| tight for anything but sleep. We changed
coaches ut this point and started at a lively
pace, for when mustangs do 60, they git.
HI WANTS TO DIE.
| 1t soon commenced showing and the air was
bitter cold. But with the curtains nicely
buttonsd and straw for my feet, also replen-
| ished bottle Of the werst kind of mountain
whisky, l managed to pass the weary night
away Oh! how longed for daylight; for be
it known was a sick AN and fleeing from the
wrath of full developed case of Bodie pneu
lnona Icoughed fearfuly during the night
and opening the curtains, spit out on the
| white snow, and could see by the dim coach
| lanterns that it was blood; once my threat
choked up, and calling the driver to stop, |
prepared to meet my God. But the driver
had time to make and would not stop; so
concluded to let the Lord wait awhile, and
took another drink and went to slsep-drunk.
When | awakened, the morning sun shene
| into that desolste coach, and its bright warm
rays glimmered and played on a haggard and
miserable man; but | was free from cough.
1t must have been the whisky. 1t might
have been the will, the grit, the sand of the
| man, who under four flags has battled, aad
who under wounds, sickness and starvation,
and trials that few men have passed, vowed
and swore he would not die, until he had paid
the debt that all men should pay: Do some
thing noble, some great action before you
leave this earth | gathered myself up and
| wiped the frozen blood from my moustache,
| took drink, and asked how far to breakfast!
| ''In ten minutes" said Jehu, as he threw a
fresh supply of silk into the jaded team, and
we soon had breakfast; and such breakfast.
Bacon, bad coffee, and saleratus bread; but
with this | slowed away gentee suthcieney
and we renewed our Journey. W. changed
teams and drivers here.
SWEET SCENTED COMPANIONS.
| was pleased that it was so for two reasons.
One was that the driver sullen, and the
other this; as got out of the coach Tho driver
said. "see those pretty kittens 7" and pointed