Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1886-12-18
BILL NYE,s HEALTH TOUR.
Some Notable Experiences of the Veteran
~ Journalist.

/ have recently taken quite railway trip
into the South in search of my health,
writes Bill Nye. l called my physicians
together. and they decided by rising vote
that ought to go to warmer cline, or !
would enjoy very poor health all winter.
So decided to go il search of my health,
if died on the trail,
bought tickets at Cincinnati of pale.
sallow liar, who is Just beginning to work
his way up to the forty ninth degree in the
order of Ananias. He will surely be heard
from again some day, as he has the ele-
ments that go to make up successful liar.
He said that could 60 through from
Cincinnati to Asheville, 4. c., only one
easy change of cars, and in about twenty
three hours. 1t took me twice that and
had to change cars three times in the dead
of night.
All night long, except when we were
changing cars, we ratified along over wob-
bling trestles and third mortgages. The
cars were graded from third-class down.
The road itself was not graded at all.
They have the same old air in these
coaches that they started out with. Differ
ent people, with various styles of breath,
have used the air and then returned it.
They are using the same air that they did
before the war. 1t is not, strictly speaking,
a national air 1t is more of languid air,
with dark circles around its eyes.
AT one place where had an engagement
to change cars we had wait OF four hours.
and l reclined on a hair-cloth lounge at the
hotel, with the intention of sleeping part
of the time.
was told that this was a kind, family
lounge that would not shy or make trouble
anywhere, and l had only just closed my
dark red and mournful eyes in sleep when
this lounge gently bumped itself and shed
me as it would its smooth, dark hair in the
spring, ira la. The floor caught me in its
great strong arms, and vaulted back upon
the polished bosom of the hair-cloth
lounge. 1t was made for man about fifty
three inches in length, and so had to sleep
with my feet in my pistol pockets and my
nose in my bosom up to the second joint.
got so that | could rise off the floor and
climb on the lounge without waking up. 1t
got to be second nature to me. ! did it just
as man who is hungry in his sleep bites
off large fragments of theair and eats it in
voluntarily, and smacks his lips and snorts.
So arose and deposited myself again and
again on that old sway back but frolicsome
wreck without waking. But | couldn' get
aboard softly enough TO avoid waking the
lounge 1t would yawn and rumble inside,
| and rise and fall like the deep, rolling sea,
| till at last | gave up trying to sleep on 1t
any more, and curled up on the floor.
The hair-cloth lounge in various condi-
tons of decrepitude may be found all
through this region. Its true inwardness
is composed Of spiral springs which have
gnawed through the cloth in many in
stances. These springs have lost none of
their old elasticity of spirits and cordially
cordscrew themselves in the affections of a
man who sits down on them. If anything
could make me thoroughly attached to the
| South it would be one of these spiral springs
bored into my person about foot But
that is the only way to remain on hair
cloth chair or sofa. No man ever success
| fully sat on one of them for any length of
time unless he had strong pair of panta7
looms and spiral spring twisted into him
1 tor some distance.
7 At the private house the hair-cloth sofa
with pair of dark reserved chairs may be
| found in domesticated state, waiting for
some one to come and fall off them. In
hotels they go in larger aocks and Craze to-
gether in the parlor. They are greatly in
favor among the more blue blooded mass
here-the blue mass, as it were.-Nel0 York
| Sun