Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1880-01-04
PANTS PILGRIMAGE.
THE HORRORS OF HIS TEIP TO BoDIB-RIs
EXPERIENCE WITH RESTAURANT --
cos sIPY AND INTERESTING LETTER
SAN FRANCISCO, Dec. 81, 1877

dream, we all piled into the " sooner wagon
to which Hanks favorite was hitched, and We
were ready to start l say we, for / had with
mo the lad Sherdie May field, and Albert, the
flying Dutchman; SO named, because he could
not fly and was opposed TO any movement
faster than funeral march. For condensed
slowness he takes the cake; once indeed, he
moved with such astonishing CELEBRITY that he
never let up talking about it, We had camped
for the night, and being the cook he picked
up hot skillet, and dropped it with few
German remarks, on pot of boiling coffee,
upsetting its contents into his unlaced shoes
| He Immediately commenced kicking at the
| moon, and giving utterance to such string of
German oaths that the air was fail of coffee,
| old shoes, low Dutch, north German and fry
ing pans Shsrdie jumped behind tree, and
rolled under the 4" sooner just In time to
dodge ad ying number 10 brogan, still steaning
from his blistered foot. After he had both
feet rolled up in gunny sacks and OIL and the
| air less freighted with blasphemy, l crawled
| out from under the wagon. Sherdie came from
| behind his fort, and supper again commenced.
Not word was spoken until We turned in
for the night, Albert muttered to himself
"Oph | peen und tamn mine soul, dot vos so
hotter coffee as already l saw pefore. Yar,
INT ken NIGHT walk to morrow midtout shoes
so bigger as horse collar. Dots whats Han
nah is tie matter, oph dis court knows Of him
self, py tunder unit vetter!
We left Carson about noon my two com
panions in the wagon, one using the whip and
the other steering the favorits, while l rode
my " Black Pant" Ia front of the Ormsby
We stopped and bid all friends good bye, and
then with many q wish for our safe journey,
to which we gave a responsive echo We started |
on our intended long trip southwark to Ari- |
zona or bust. The journey suddenly ended |
ia a bust at Bode, where sold my outs. and |
put the proceeds and what | could borrow into |
a restaurant. / will not dwell here by telling /
you of my trip from Carson to Bodie; my
break downs and mlshaps would Gil volume |
Albert burnt his hands at every meal, and
Sherdie burnt the beans to keep up the circus.
My horse ran away and followed on another,
chased him so miles and rode it ia the as
tonshing time of three hours and thirty Eve
minutes. Four days after l caught him be
kicked me nearly to death. and the internal
wounds have not yet healed. / will not stop
to even think of this, but at once return to
Bodie, the Leadville of the Pacific coast. NV !
first impression of Bodie, as ! looked down on
the board and canvas city from the summit
ID q I
was covered with blood and dust, and my
bruises and injuries from the cruel kicks of
The horse hurt ME exceedingly, which may in
measure account for my first impression at
he Eght of the town. My opinion was changed
however, when l raw it's busy population l
pushing and Flooding, and its great mines
md mills. and glorious future. On reaching
he city We drove direct to the corral, and 1 \
imped off to find doctor to dress my wounds, I
which was easily done, for every other sign is L
in a crowd you should throw at doctor
nd miss, you would hit lawyer To illus i;
rate my assertion, l will state, that after be- +
ng Fixed up in Imminent and splints, the doc, \
or aud myself went into saloon, and said, =
Come, Doc. take drink7' and ak out of
he seven men in the room jumped up and
nswersd Yes, don't care if l do; little
.non in mine, barkeep!' We all looked into
DO mirror and munched cloves. On gaining
he sidewalk, met a jubilant Bedyite, (now
cad, poor fellow, who yelled as he grasped
~ hand. Whoa, old son, shake; put 'sr
here; glad to see you; this is a bully town;
gifts till you can't rest; shed your harness
nd cotton to us; start a hash mill; We are
,s high old three time losers: you hear NY
emile voice; ten funerals to-day, and q man
,st fell down the Balwer shaft for = starter
J. morrow; old son, this is a whoop EN- up
amp and don't you fergit it; SO long, Pard?' O.
nd with hasty and hearty grip he disap-
cared in the throng Of miners, teamsters,
erehants, frail women and dogs, that had e,
aggregated in front of saloon to witness lin
10 maudlin antics of drunken woman. A
" days after followed his advice, and did
zen " hash MILL but worked too hard, 60
ught cold, got the pneumonia aud French
ok beth at once, either one of which would M
II an ordinary man, and 1 aold out, snd lit
It, for green fields and pastures new and
untry with more of Treadway's nutriment
a less Of undertakers amusement
PANT.