The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1885-03-11
How Long. q Lord!

How long, oh Lord, how long will it
be before We poor mud bound villagers
in a bowling wilderness will have a
turnpike, railroad, steamboat, or some
thing of the kind to carry us and our
goods to and from the ancient burgh Of
Hartford?
Here we are, living in one Of the
oldest towns in this Commonwealth,
the Oldest with one or two exceptions.
Many incidents and accidents have
happened here; many honorable and
business citizens have lived and have
passed away into the great unknown
many towns have sprung up around
us and are prosperous and growing.
We have seen our fellow counties grow
rich, to certain extent, in fine roads
and fine farms hut here We Hartford
ties and Ohio countians sit idly and
sweetly dream the harpy hours away,
and, like Brother Micawber, waiting
for something to turn up, a. II we were
the center of the Universe, with the
world at our command, doing nothing
and seeing nothing, but yet keeping up
an enormous amount of talking.
Are we ever going to get out of this
humdrum way of living? Are we al
ways going to he bound on the north by
mud, on the east by mud, by mud ON
the south, an the west by mud also
Are We going to live and die here with
out ever getting a chance to see a turn
pike, railroad, or &c, no matter what
it is. so we can travel ON it? Haven't
we enough get.up about us to do
something that will he of benefit to us
in that regard? Five miles from
railroad, thirty from the Ohio river,
and thirty by water from the prettiest
stream in the U. s.. Green river. and
alongside of Rough creek, we rest on
our oars and are serenely happy, smil-
ing ON the world as II il were very
ignorant. We don't want anything, at
least We never try for it /; consequently
We haven't anything. IT'S true We
have nice little boat that comes to see
us just for the fun of the thing. hut it
won't be long until it will get mad and
quit, or if it doesn't get mad, low water
next summer will stop its fun. It's
true We had enough energy to have the
creek surveyed. aud have made an
effort to have il locked aud damned,
but don't you know it will be Hartford
all over not To succeed. Dam It we
can't (no pun intended). We have
fired our little gun and fallen back, and
back We will stay-see'f we don't. We
cut out a way for railroad to Muddy
creek once, aud after cutting down al
the trees We possibly could, we quit,
and fell back in good order. We talked
about telephone lines from Hartford to
everywhere. but that was all. We
were going to built horse car road to
Beaver Dam be id mo pun again
if we did.
Now We are singing the same old
tune, common meter, at lower key
ami in slower time, for a turnpike.
Wonder how long it will he before We
quit that Hurrah for us. Go in Hartford
sure to come out behind. That's Us
completely. / can see myself now
riding over said turnpike at break
neck speed, one mile an hour, Hartford
aid Beaver Dam stage line, mud time.
It's simply delightful. Not long We'll
stop the turnpike talk, and farewell
turnpike. That's Us.
read an article in last weeks issue
Of the HERALD ON the subject of turn
pike. The writer evidently knew what
he wa writing about. Why can't We
follow his advice and build a good
ROAD? Just to say, If nothing else comes