The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1891-05-07

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One fths nost famous and mosA ls~Dsiy
patronized stage routes Of three decades
ago was that which ran from Borts-
mouth, N. H., 70 Concord, says the New
York World. In the suburbs Of the lat
tor city there now resides A. old man
who was once famous driver over the
line. His name Is Reuben Eetuiup, but
in the good old days he was known far
and wide as Reckless Rube. Ele was
daring and dashing master Of the rib
bons," and had the reputation OF always
bringing his coach through on time.
"Ya-a-s." said old Rube. ~ hsv took
many ride over tn ole turnpike, an
alters managed to git there on time.
somehow. Once skipped the last re-
lay an got into Kunk'rd purity nigh n
hour afore was due. ilow's that7
| Well, you see, only he'd two passen-
gers that day-a man an his woman.
| The man was the drollest cuss ye ever
see, an he wanted ter ride on tn box.
My assistant was laid off fur day TO
| tend fun'ral, an so thar was room.
Well, that air fellow tolc me that he
was drivor rhisself-that he'd driv from
Virginia City, in Nevader, ter Sacre-
mento, and wanted me ter give him tho
ribbons. We war bout four mile from
tn last relay afore gitten' ter Kunk'rd,
when I let him hcv 'em, an the
way he swung that whip was q
caution. The ,hosses jest plunged like
mad, an we went down the side O. the
mountings though old Nick war chas-
in of us. The coach rocked an swayed
an pitched, so that, reckless as was
In them days, was afeard that she'd
keel over an spill US all into the ra-
vine. / reached aout an tried to grab
the lines, but gorramighty, t want no
use. That feller Jest chucked them
lines clean outen his hans down across
the hosses' backs, an he KEEP swing
in that air gad till the hull six war n
runnin' dead away. was mad, there
ant no use'n tall1in'. an grabbed the
feller by the throat an well, don't
know how it happened, but afore
c'ud ha' said Jack Robinson | was on
my back and the cuss was holdin' me
with one hand an flingin' the lash
with t'othcr. 1t was Jest at that minut
that we passed the relay where the
fresh hosses was all stan'in' in the road
ready fur me. Cos we only stopped
there long enough ter change. But gor-
ramighty. man! we went by 'em so
swift-like that you c'udn't tolo
hoss from q mule. The coach
was a-rollin' like row-boat In
hurrykane, an the woman in
side stucked her head outen the
Injun. Bout half mild ahead was
steep pitch, with sharp turn
at the bottom, an deep gully dead
ahead We was agom' so like mad that
calkerlated that VIC wouldn't make
the turn, but keep right On to tho bot
tom G. tho gully 'mong the rock an
stuns. thought over my Now lay
me- an ono or two others that o'udn't
remembers we'll, when all on a sud-
dint we struck the pitch. Gorramlghtyl
1t was awful We jest slid down sames
though the bottom'd dropped out o the
road. When we reached the turn tho
bosses made it all right an then the
ole coach swung aroun' tsw. Well, sir.
that air coach jest run on the two nigh
wheels fur more'n forty rod. an lcaned
way ever jisa ss hlr's = e'ud "thout goia'
clean over. A quarter'v an inch more'n
we'd been goners, but bimeby it set
tied back onto it's four wheels kinder
slow-like, cos you sec we was agoin' so
fast that it c'udn't come daowu quick.
There amt much moro tow lell, 'cept
that we run into Kunk'rd the Same way
an the hosses stopped cos they cu'dn't
60 no furder. That droll cuss on the
box with me was a foaurin' at tn
mouth, an it TUX four men to hole him
an bout dozen to cart him off. Crazyp
Well, gorramighty, | should say sol
Yes, the hosses got over it; the woman
wasn't hurt nor the coach neither.
Have little wee drop O. pepper in yer
cider, sir? Yes, that was the rcck-