The evening light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1881-1883, 1882-12-16
An Escort all For LOrne.

From the 1ImeS-DemocTaI.
Col. Tourtelot's idea of furnishing Lornt
and the Princess Louise with military es
cort is a good one. Lorne and Lous are
about to leave San Francisco for trip to San
Antonio, via the Southern Pacific Railway
and Col Tourtellot-by the way, who is
Tourteiot?-the Colonel, We say, has con-
ceived the brilliant scheme of furnishing the
noble couple with military guard. AS we
! have already limited, we do not know Col T.,
but We are proud of him, all the same, for in
cubating that one happy idea. Now that we
are aware of him, we do not see now we have
got along without Tourtellot. There are SO
many things he night have thought of be-
fore.
However, the question before US is that of
the Lornes' escort from California 10 Texas.
The spectacle of these two young things set
ting out from the Pacific slope to cross the
Rocky mountains and penetrate the wilds Of
Texas is at once solemn and pathetic. With
no means of transportation other than Pull
man sleeper, without human society save that
of the porter, the conductor and the peanut
| boy, they are about to plunge into the track
less wilderness, where the coyote nurses its
fierce brood and the grizzly MARBLES from
every Dough. They have waited a prayer
back to the old folks at home and, taking
their lives in their little hands, have gone
forth to sample the deadly lunch-houses of
Arizona and New Mexico, with reckless in
trepidity that would be beautiful if it were not
so sad.
1t is at this thrilling crisis that Tourtelot
bulges into view with his idea gripped firmly
by the collar. Shall Lorne and Louise be
permitted to do this thing? Shall they be
suffered to wallow in peril with the great
American people looking on? Perish the
base thought! Tourtellot will be their pro-
tector. Give him but handful Of soldiers
and free bunk in the sleeper, and he, Tour
tellot, will stand between their royal nbs and
all the direSt terrors of the way. He will
confront without the culver of single nerve
the fiery untamed Digger; he will beard the
CHASTITY jack-rabbit in his native chappara.
Nay he will do more than this. With bare
sword, and scabbard flung away, he will meet
the murderous onslaught of the News
agent. Inch by inch,
locked in the death-struggle and sweat
ing at every pore, he will stem the avalanche
of wrinkled oranges, prize packages, dime
literature and hy-blown jelly-cake. The
guests of the nation must be protected at any
cost, land Tourtellot is ready to cast himself in
to the rocking breach.
This Is better. 1t is much better. The
people will sleep more peacefully
tonight in the assurance that Tourtelot has
taken charge of the Lorne expedition. We
nay lose Tourtellot. Overcome by the dan
gers of the way he may yield up his martial
soul. He may turn his young toes up to the
iazies and lie forgotten there, with the gaunt
Mexican flea fattening upon his remains, and
10 requiem save the !ove-note Of the buzzard;
out Lorne and Louise will be secure and our
honor be shrined in imperishable glory.
Breathes there an American citizen who would
hesitate to resign Tourtellot in such case?
Not one!