Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1888-01-18
Breakfast in california.

New Orleans. His object was to get
the worth of his money. He had no
Idea 81 the magnitude of Texas, and
when he got out of the Lone Tree
State he felt happy. When he reach.
ed Pilot Knob he said: "Thank God,
I'm in California at last, and soon my
journey will be ended.,' ~ '
He was told, however, that the last
spike had not yet been driven on the
"Oregon line" but that possibly he
could get through. he replied; II
don't care a-how much l am de-
layed f tfe''sl this on, I ap p only too glad
10 ges ortiof Texas" ~ w
He.took supper at Pilot Knob and
swose next morning at San Bernar-
dino. He fell in love with the country
theresbduts, and enjoyed the tide
hugely to Los Angeles, where he took
dinner. After six hours ride he heard
the call ta supper, andsaid "what place
is this g"'
He was told it was Mojave. Califor.
MIA. "Gee whiz. are we still in Calls
fornia9" A reply was given him in
the affirmative. When he was awak.
ened for breakfast, he saiG: is this
Portlands" "No," said The brakeman,
This is Goshen, California"
"Well, by thunder" was all he said.
After breakfast the train pulled out
and Mr.. Markwith was seen looking
out of one side of tpe car and then the
other. At every station he would ask
whether Oregon had yet beer reached.
When told he was still ii California
he would try to sleep, but couldn't
When dinner was announced he
asked, "Where are we now :" MERGED,
California, "replied the wheel. twister.
II don't want any dinner, I'm SICK"
said the Buckeye.
When tie train reached the capital
city the brakeman yelled out-"Sacra-
mento, twenty minutes for SUPPER
Sacramento Sacramento where is
Sacramento" asked the gaunt eyed
man from the East.
why Sacramento is the capital city
OF California-donH you know" said
the passenger behind him, land you'er
right in the middle of the State"
"Ye Gods" was all he said
But Ay. Markwith went out and got
a cup Of coffee and some doughnuts
and returned to his seat.
About 10 o'clock he went to sleep,
and when he awoke the train was Just
four miles from Red Bluff. In a few
minutes he emerged from the car and
said to the express ag2nt,
"Wars the name Of This town."
HIS reply to this was: "This is Red
Bluff, California, sir"
Mr.. Markwith said not another word
but went In and ate big breakfast,
AS he orme out he lighted Cigar and
took a seat In the smoker.
During the next Ave hours ha was
rather quiet and asked but few quest.
/ ions. When the train reached Hazel
Creek he got out and said: 'Bv guye
we're in Oregon, for there is Mouns
Hood
mo, sir," said man on he plat
form, that's Mount Shasta, California
We'll BY the eternal jumping Jeho.
asphat I'm on the wrong road, and
why ~ thunder and .ightnil' didn't
the conductor tell me so? Here I've
rode 800 miles in the wrong direction,
and somebody's got to pay for IT," -
Quite crowd gathered around Mr..
Markwith as he warmed up 10 his
work of 'cusaiS.." When Ills ardor
had cooled off, Conductor Rose ap.
preached him and said: "Now. my
good man, if you will just keep your
shirt on for awhile, 1 will promise you
that yon shall eat your dinner 10 Ore.
gon. The trouble with you has been
that you have been comparing Texas
with California: but let me apprise
you that her after you should never
mention these two states on the same
day. II will be easy for you to forget
Texas, but no man ever forgets Cali.
/ fornia"
/ Mr. Markwith was peaceful at his
third breakfast IN California, and we
trust by this TING ia happy among his
friends in Oregon.