The Russellville Democrat., 1883-01-18
Isambles in Texas.
NO.

witnessing the devotlons of it's peo- pie, seeing it's beauties and watching it's busy stir and hustle on Monday.
 Little Rock of 1882 is not the city of 1855. Here in the capitol of Ar kansas are evidences of the wonder ful changes winch are being made everywhere, nos only in Arkansas, but in all the western states. Twen. ty seven years have come and gone since l visited the city the first time. l do not find the city of that dav.--- It has passed away, and another has taken it's place. With but few ex captions, the men who made Little Rock are gone. Those who survive are still giving us examples of the pluck and perseverance which brought the state capitol up from a village of log huts to a beautiful city. But ''llkc time and tide" the steam horse waits for no man, and l was compelled on Monday, 12:30 p. m., to forego the pleasure of seeing more of the men and things about Little Rock and hie away to the con lines of the Lone Star State. So it was a sigh, a grunt. and snort, and away we go!
 There are many things on the road which might interest the traveller, If he did not go so fast, in fact, too rapidly to allow him more than a glimpse of anything less than a mountain. And the train will not stop long for us to gratify our curi- osity every time.
 Things will be described, if de scribed at all, as I saw them. The train was crowded from Little Rock to Malvern. But to the comfort of those of us who were going on, many persons left us at the latter place on their way to Hot Springs. We did not stay long at this point, for our impatient horse was soon away again, puffing, snorting. and ever and anon neighing so loud that the very hills seemed to tremble. The next point of importance was Arka- delphia in Clark county. The town cannot be seen from the railroad.-- Around the depot was considerable stir, as if Q large amount of business mIght be done here. Our horse, though fine one, so disgusted or otherwise effected two other horses of the long cared persuasion, that they left very unceremoniously and went of rather too rapidly for leisure, taking with them fine new Mil burn. They made rather quick time, as much so as mules generally make, and the last seen of then they were still going towards home with the wagon on two wheels. Now if that wagon did not turn over it missed a good chance; and if those two mules did not go home they have deceived me, for l have great confidence in q mule going home, or anywhere else, if you don't want him to.
 We next drew rein at the beauti- ful little town of Prescott. Not much to be seen here more than stir and hustle. Hope, q few miles further on, Is also nice little town. But night had come on us before reach ing this point, and all l could see was street lights and what they re- vealed. From this place to Texar- kama our observations must be con lined to what passed on the train. At Fulton my travelling companion left me, having greater desire to attend to his own business, than to travel for my qualification.
 "Deadheads" are not all dead yet. One of this class undertook to "dead- head" hls way from Fulton to the border city, but the prospect of a lonely tramp of fifteen or twenty miles Tn the dark brought the 'nec- essary" and all was right again.
 At about ' p. m., we reached the little city on the line, and such a din! Gongs, bells, hackdrivcrs, hotel drummers, locomotives, wagons, beotblacks, fruit sellers, newsboys, and no telling how many other things, contributed to create most disagreeable confusion. It all end ed after while, and supper was or dered, and such supper! and only 70 cents to pay! l can do much bet ter at home at half the expense. At p. m., "All aboardr' rings out on the still night air. Good byes are said by those who had them to say, and then rush, few growles and a little profanity, and all IS ready and away again. Soon we are across the line, moving as rapidly as our horse Is wont to go toward the South west.
 The reader will excuse me from this point till we get to Palestine. The passengers are generally asleep, and those who are not want to be; and it is so dark outside that noth- ing can be seen, save an occasional star, which looked through the hastily gathering mss. 1 felt du- ring the latter part of the night very much as if were in large saving establishment and longed for morn ing to come, and it did come after awhile. The mist, which had gath. cred during the night, vanished be- fore the rising sun, like the unholy hopes of human hearts.
 Six o'clock found us at the town of historic Palestine. The