The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1889-06-06
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when cloud of dust was observed travel
ing down the road to the station and from
the midst Of which proceeded prolonged
yells.
The train was promptly stopped, and
an ancient and rickety chaise drove up,
and there climbed down from it an old
man in long yellow coat and William
goat beard. He wore, besides these, q
pair Of abbreviated green trousers, which
seemed to shun his boots and rise to
higher plane, and a beaver hat of thu
vintage of 1872. He took from out of
the chaise bandbox tied with string,
large carpetbag, two live chickens tied
together by the legs, and crock of but
ter, over the top of which piece of fmus.
lin was tightly fastened. With these and
an ancient umbrella be boarded the train
with some difficulty and sat down in
seat few feet from the door. The train
rolled away, leaving his companion in the
cbaise sitting, open-mouthed, paralyzed
with wonder.
The ancient one, With the wind-tossed
beard, gripped the arm Of his seat as soon
as he felt the trains motion, and let out
startled yell that caused the passengers
to turn pale with fear that we had 8
mad man on board, and when the con.
ductor ran to him he shouted 'The hull
darn thing in sinking"
The amiable conductor assured him
that he was perfectly safe, and, going
into his pocket, pulled out his punch.
The old man held up his hands and
cried:
"Don't shoot, mister, don't shoot; I
give in r.
II amt goin' to shoot; I only want
your ticket!''
"What ticket?"
"Your railroad ticket"
"Ain't got none. We uns don't bev no
railroads
SWELL, then, pay me. Where do you
want to go?"
"1'm gwiue to Staunton to my grand
sons, Pete Rawlins. Know any of his
folks down in Staunton7" just then the
whistle blew and the old man jumped up
and tried to get past the conductor, who
held him down by main strength. The
white hair Of the old cracker fairly stood
on end, and it 8as several minutes be.
fore he calmed down enough to count
his change.
Atthe next station, when the train
stopped, he gathered up his. belongings
and made for the door, but was stopped
before be could get off. This attempt he
made at every station, and finally the
conductor went to him, saying: "Look
here, old man, you jist set still till you
hear the brakeman heller Staunton, then
you get off"
He sat there awhile, and then began to
question the rest of the passengers as to
staunton and its people.
Thinking I could derive some enter
tainment from him, I changed my seat to
the one in front of his.
He looked at me moment, and sol.
emnly took his musty leather wallet
from his side pocket and thrust it deep
down into his boot.
This action set the entire Car full of
people roaring with laughter and almost
Brought blush to my check, which
sensation had scarcely gone when the
brakeman opened the door and yelled,
"Staunton p
We were atahe moment crossing a
trestle, about fifty feet high, upon the
slanting, heavily wooded side Of noun.
tain. We could look down the hillside
over the tree cops and see silvery stream
threading its winding way through
q black swamp. The old settler rose at
the sound of the brakeman's voice, pick.
ed up his traps, and, going to the plat
form, stepped right off.
Somebody pulled the bellrope, stopped
the train at once, and 8 relief party was
organized which went down the noun.
tain side until NC came to tall hemlock
that looked like q gigantic Christmas
tree.
Pendent from its branches were chew.
ing tobacco, chickens, rolls of butter,
shoes and suspenders. Further down
the hillside we found patent medicine
bottle, the old umbrella, the butter crock,
and the hat. Then we reached the
old man, who was up to his waist in
black mud, busily engaged in washing a
whiskey flask which he had managed to
retain through his exciting fight.
He was as cool as cucumber, and
when ne yanked him out Of the mud,
remarked: "I tell you this yere railroad
travelling do beat anything. don't it ?"-
St. Louis Globe. Democrat.
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