Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-11-09
go with them. The brown chaless move
off to make room for hugo,

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| HIDEoUS WHITE HOTELS,
and the peasants lsIvs their picturesuue
costumes and simple manners to becom,
'hotei clerks with diamond pins, ~ anG
officious sellers of lace and carved wood
\ All true individuality aud uniquenes
Zee before Brown, Smith and Jones, anC
their table d. hote dinners. But after
| Brown, Smith and Jones are settled
In the mountains, with the surrounding:
OF European capital about them, they
| begin to cry out for something new
ana quaint, and picturesque. So then
the few remnants of uniqueness left
around the town are raked up, photo
| graphed and initiated, and that which
was once beauty becomes an affectu-
| ton. l wish Brown, Smith and Jones
would put up with things as they find
| them, or else stay in their European
| capitals.
AT st. Nichols, the present terminus
| OF the railway, we took one of the large
collection of antiquities which wers pre-
sented to US as vehicles, and drove the
rest of the way INTO Zermatt. The
springs of that vehicle reminded me
forciblT of certain old lumber wagon
belonging to my graudfather's farm in
New England, in which as child used
to ride to the mill with the hired man,
l thought of that during the first part of
the drive; the latter part recalled ride
l once took on the
CERTAIN OLD WHITE HORSE
that was driven in the lumber wagon.
Dear old Quin! shall never forget the
choking and tears that came when the
news OF his death reached me SO far
away down South! Nobody ever suspect
ted Quin of being saddle-h horse, but,
being OF an aspiring turn of mind l
ionged to be mounted on his high white
back. My particular friend, the hired
man. to whom was wholly and entirely
devoted at the age of seven, consented to
send me home from the hay field on
Quin. He was saddleless, and bridless,
but there was no danger of his
going anywhere except to the barn, so
we set off together, hanging on
by Gums name. It was exhileratlng!
Better even than the hay wagou-but
wanted to 20 faster, AS Jerking the
name and crying ''get up!" had no
effect. kicked. Now old Quinn had
been whipped all over so thoroughly that
every time We went out driving with him
we mad to search painstakingly for q new
spot wherein he could be stirred to trot-
ting, bat he was not used to being
kicked, and he responded instanta.
neously with start that sent me skim
ming foot
ALONG HIS BACKBONE.
In the course of the next three min |
ntes landed on every place possible
within the circuit of my short arms,
without actually going OFF. remember
wondering at the tightness with which
gum Q name was fastened in his neck,
and II 1t were possible that it could come
'ut In my hands and leave me to 60 with
me awful bounce down, down Ot looked
ifty feet at leas), onto the road! But my
lead me to be too hard on
ne Asrmatt carriage. Part of the JOLT
ng was due to the road, which also re.
minded me OF America. We have been
oiling SO long over broad, smooth roads
Fhich sweep over hills in long, gently.
looping curves like the letter s., that We
ad almost forgotten the appearance of
narrow, rutted, steep American coun-
y road, till this one reminded US.
But surely We we're coming into the |
soref places Of the mountains, The
hole end Of the valley before us was ,
He'd up by tho extensive snow fields OF |
40 Breit-horn. and on either side rose ,
p immense whits-topped mouatains.