The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-07-24
BILL NYE ON ROADS.
He Thinks Something Ought to
Be Done to Improve Them.
SAMPLES FOR THE WORLD FAIR.
The Young Mule Marguerite and How
She Queered Bill With q Bright
Girl From Tuxedo.
downright. 1900. bv Edgar w. Nye1

tCopFEtgnt, lSuZ DIV Edgar w. Nye.I
Every friend of good government and
civilization will welcome with shrill cry
of delight the news that we are going to
have better roads in this otherwise WELL
groomed republic. For over century we
have We'd with each other to see which
state and which city would excel in Its
parks. its living wild beasts. its jails, its
schools and its churches. Ever since the
invention of the locomotive, merchants.
mechanics and farmers have fallen over
each other in their efforts to see who could
be first TO franchise, grant, bond, mort
gage aud otherwise give land, right-of-
way. easement, conveyance and general
hospitality to railroads, yet in the mean
time driving into town on three wheels
with the tarred axle Of the fourth one rid
ing on tamarac pole.
Every industry has preceded the civiliz-
ing influence of practical roadbuilding.
The time has come for emancipation. We
have really overdone the building of rail-
roads, and constructed them through
space, hoping that agriculture would over
take the buffet car, but it cannot. because
its wagon roads are impossible except to
Seraphim.
Men of prominence throughout the
country have been receiving for some time
well-penned letters from the typewriter Of
Albert A. Pope, of Boston, who has dis
covered, no doubt, that the reason we
crowd into the cities to live is because we
can get from one store to another without
getting mired.
1t is now proposed to make road de-
partment in the exposition at Chicago
wherein may be seen all manner of roads,
bodybuilding material, tools, machinery,
ETC., from right-of-way with a rut in the
center Of it to sprinkling cart that will
wait for the man with the fresh duck vest
and the linen trousers and newly polished
boots before it will squirt.
As originally designed, the roadmaking
machinery and material. as we'll as cross
sections Of roads, were to be so scattered
over the ground, being in fourteen groups,
that the visitor must look through five
immense buildings, covering seventy-nine
and three-tenths acres Of ground, IN order
to see what the world is doing in the way
of making roads.
We have very often homegrown
products, l know as a farmer. which
would Weld something if we could take a
profitable load to the nearest town, but
where we can only draw 500 pounds and
take off wheel en- route, we find that we
had better lose the goods than try to
market them under such circumstances.
Referring to homegrown horses l will
add that we need. if we could afford it, a
stPain of the better class of blood, such as
the Percheron, the Norman, and we'll.
known English families dating back to
William the Conquerer.
l was never more mortified than last
week. | had endeavOred on my stud farm
at Buck Shoals to rear a new and attrac-
tive mule, and in May we were blessed
with little bunny mule of the clay bank
variety, sired by a Kentucky papa and
damned on the place.
For years l have not been cursed by
pride. Since the artist has been practicing
on me with view to some day illustrate
ing book called Life Among the Low
ly; or Eighty Years on the Door for
Mephistopheles," 1 can truly say that I
am not proud. but week ago l went TO
Marguerite. as I deemed it time to wean
her. So we left Marguerite moored to the
we'll curb, and l drove on to Asheville to
market bunch of fat pine.
The day was beautiful. The odor of
clover, and the sweet seductive smell of
the azalia seemed to lift me off the seat. A
small black hornet also assisted in the
great work.
''Oh, joy! oh. joy!" I said: "what glad
some day Is it not indeed plumb
honey?" as we say in Hooper township.
The air was impregnated with ozone, and
now and then we could hear the neigh of
my palfrey neighing.
She neighed for her absent child with a
mothers neigh. The fact that bitter
things had been said about her and social
ostracism had come with the little
stranger did not steel her warm mother
heart toward the little one. True, she
could not remember any of her folks who
ran so freely to ears as Marguerite did, but
she rocked not.
When l had marketed my fat pine
kindling wood at the Kenilworth inn
bought hay with the money, for / have to
buy hay in order to feed my stock on the
farm, SO that they can cultivate my farm,
so that l can look forward to the time
when | can buy more hay to feed my team,