Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-02-19
A Cross-oount Ride.

DEAR HEgALp Gus went across III e count
last fall. -Four young men went across Is
week Four jelly fellows; we viii for shor
caa them "Toots, "copperfeIa,a .Aicawbe ti
the writeth many lcttersl and Or snodrrass'
a sort Of phrenologist who looketh much af.el
the understanding and knoweth az what Ii
speake,h. Mr. Toots has not as vet given ii,
world an introduction to his wife. Copper
feid has not welded "Dagier but be viii
though for he seeth angels in his dreams ard
talketh Of them in his wakeful hours. "Mi
cawber7is 8 single man waiting for sometime
to turn up whereby bis store Of i.by ueie
may be increased, then he too will say bar.
kis Is wiliin'n -Four youHg men yes IN d
double rig, one bay horse, big horse, one
black horse, a little horse, or else The harness
was very large for he had TO be driven down
hIll all the time to keep it on. -Four youag
men in one buggy yes; but there we're two
-three--or four young ladies' further on, on
the other side of the county, or it seemed to
be the other side Of the county by the time
they drove the little horse in the big harness
down hill all the way from the city Of North
| Andoger to Potosi. The sun shone and the
snow glistened in dazzling brightness as they
rolled by .he muttering grist mill, over the
bridge and across the level common, leaving
behind the smoking FORCES Of several black
smith shops, and the tall uprising chimney OF
Atkinson Il Alderson's dry good store or wa
riety store" The air was crisp and health
giving The wagon spun along in delightful
way over road as smooth and hard as an an
vii, and the boys between puffs of--you see
| they were paying the national debt, made
comments on the passing and ever changing
scenery. Up the hill (the big horse went up
hilD and the homestead Of Mr.. James Ryan
elected the remark, comfortable" from Mr..
Toots. Little horse down hill. the big horse
up and DR.. Snodgrass remarked that very
rich man lives here. but he has no girls. OF
course his name was not asked for. Belo.
rus of voices said '.cozy" as the driver, Mr..
Toots sang out Musquallunge. A few miners
cabins and beautiful school house rested
between hills ''rock ribbed ~ud ancient
whose venerable heads bear traces Of sturdy
miners industry. Beetown next; but why
speak of Beetown, she IS as she has been for
years. The worthy druggist and postmaster
is as accommodating as ever and his cigars
are fresh and good. Mccoy Bros. are selling
out and will leave, $50 they say" The furnace
bears evidence of use; but "Hutch" says min
eral is down. Here Copperfeld with dreamy
look cries onward and mutters something
about Angels B Co. Dr.. Snodgrass says
something of understanding" whereupon
Micawber looks for pencil and writes mono
maniac while Toots slides the little horse over
sheet of ice. Around the cold Red Sand
stone" point across the bottom and the hoop
pole industry of this part or the country
speaks for itself. Hoops, hoops, hoops in
furnishing stores. Snodgrass says they are
in fashion. He is always saying something
and they all partook Of the same spirit and
quoted very extensively from the poets, pour
ing forth upon the desert air old school boy
Rotations; odes, songs and sonnets. A long
up grade and the road winds al3.ost lovingly
among groves bestudded with fields and farm
houses The Squire lives here If perchanee
a HERALD tramp footsore and weary ever
sought for home comforts beneath his roof he
found them to the refreshing Of body and
mind But the wagon did not digress nor
would Copperfeld have it 50, as with pnched
checks, blue lips and shining countenance he
tried to explain TO the company the sweets
ness of having an eye mark our coming and
grow brighter when we came. A break In
the forest and they roll out il view OF 40 Or
SO acres of John Gents farm that looks as
though the four winds Of heaven had met for
a frolic, or Mr.. Gulliver's king o. giants had
used his lawn mower careTessly. Thousands
of massive oaks lie heaped and pent while
from far around the wild forest chants their
requiem. From here the road naturally de,
clines toward Potosi and the little horse made
good time till the hospitabIe hall of Jacksons
swung wide her open doors for the entertoin-
ment of Copperfeld and Snodgrass Toota
looketh toward British Hollow for refresh
ments and Micawber forgot some little bills
and went back to settle them. After tea Cop
perfeld went out walking. while Snodgrass,
with an eye to a nil, and mind to Mill,
ner, held their worthy host in social converse
through the long evening. They say that Mr..
Hunt sells more goods than ever, while
Wfights Golfers are rapidly filing. Business
is lively here, in lively town fnll Of live peo-
pie, including somepretty ones. It was lively
here last summer too when the HERALD tramp
put his foot in it. Poor fellow he has his
heart in it now and hopes. in the coming days
to "write I'D the town. aud move with. "a we'd.
ding or two thrown ia for spice. The horses
are at the door the yoang men take their
places in the numbering vehicle, and away
goes the little black horse in quest of down
hill road to North AndoYer. In due time the
town is reached, and four young men SILVER,
ing with cold (alI but their hearts, turn their
faces toward their accustomed haunts.
1.-THE day is done, and the darkness
Falls like a feather waited downward
By eagle in its flight
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