Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1880-08-26
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American Driving

Buffalo Bill tells good story about
party of Englishmen travelling on the
plains before the Pacific railroad was
finished. They came rambling into Lara
mie abusing the driver and the coach and
the "blasted country" generally, because
they averred, there was no "coaching or
driving outside of England" Their con-
tempt of ali 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 the most reckless
daredevil on the plains, was 10 take the
coach to the next station, eight miles
westward from Laramie, and as that gay
Jehu heard the remarks of the British
ers, he slowly made up his mind to give
them specimen of purely American
coaching. The stable boys led out six
colts that looked as if they had never
heard of a stage before; they reared ana
snorted, plunged and kicked, until the
noble Bntons were quite delighted with
the anticipation of fine drive. "Now,
driver, you know, just give 'em their
heads and let 'em go; don't you be afraid,
my boy" "Yes," says another, encour-
agingly, "my good fellow, just go ahead"
Bob mounted the box slowly, while a
man held each horse; he gathered the
reins and said quickly "let 'em 60" And
they did, and the colts plunged and
reared, but Bob's iron grasp held them
in. With the aid of the Californian
brakes be held them down to walk for
three miles, while the passengers BIAS
! phemed at him for "cad" and sneak
At the end of that three miles they got
to the top of the hill, and one Briton
pOked his head out OF the window and
began to say something, but as he did a
wild unearthly yell walked that vicinity,
and at the same time Bob threw his lines
down. The coach seemed to lit from the
ground, and those six colts started at
the very best speed they could make.
Another yell from Bob and they seem to
increase it; then to help matters on he
drew revolver and began firing oyer the
horses heads. "Great Heavensp' cried
the Britons, we've got into the hands OF
a lunatic. "Stop, stop?' they shouted
but the mad team and crazy driver tore
on faster, while the stage went bouncing
along over the rocky road in a way that
threatened to pound the passengers tC
pieces. Bob craned his neck over anC
yelled into the window, Scents, I'm just
getting them started; they'll do better
after q while;'' and he took out
the lamps and hurled them at the lead
ers with wild Comanche war hoop
The somewhat atfrighted passengers pres
emily saw the station in full view; the
question was how was that team to bt
stopped. They gave themselves up fol-
gone, and hung on despairingly to the
seats. 1t seems that the horses were &C
customed to go right into the stable
coach and all, and no they came to the
open door at full speed. There was {
yell from the assembled stable attendant
.. and tavern loafers. then frightful crasl
as the whole top of the coach went of
throwing three Britons out and breaking
two arms, and leg, besides other slight
er accidents. Bob came out of the sta
BILE smiling, picked up the Engl1shmen
and said, "Never mind, sir, We'll have {
real nice drive to the next station. 1 wa
, obliged to take 'em along slowly owe
that ERE bad road. Boys, put in the 9th
er team in fresh coach, and, driving SO
{ dog-gone slow, I'm powerful dry ,
f Those Englishmen waited and sent 70
. a doctor, but they did not put down any
. thing in their note book about America
, driving.