The silver state. [volume] (Unionville, Nev.) 1870-1903, 1892-01-25
TRIP TO MOSCOW, IDAHO.
A Thriving City-What Former Win.
nemuccan Saw on the Trip.

I
Thursday evening January 18th, at
800 P. NJ, we took the train for
Moscow, Idaho. On the way no
alarming incident of any extra
ordinary interest occurred. Dutertre
represented the Golconda Hotel in
terest from the balcony. / presumed
he was looking for first-class book
keeper at the remunerative sum of $50
month and found in substantial food.
The multitude at Iron Point gazed
mysteriously. at us as we sped by.
Stone House, with its broad acres,
fitted like shadow westward. The
town of Battle Mountain with its
ancient name and memories, cleaned
from a determined battle in the
cleaning with the Indians many
years ago, passed on. Beowawe, next
in order with its snow-bound condi-
ton, has nothing seemingly near to
prove it more than it is. Palisade
came and went as old earth was
putting our light out, hence the sur
roundings were enveloped in dark
ness. When Carlin came along /
secured section in the Pullman
sleeper at 1880 P. NJ; girls on the
first floor, Bill up stairs. Time sped
hA 10
coming metropolis (Ogden) presented
herself at 6 AS A. NJ. of the 8th. The
storm followed and was showing
lively here. Took breakfast and
waited, in the waiting room, the con-
venience of the Utah Northern, which
was 1920 p. NJ, and secured
section in the tourist sleeper, the
only accommodation on that line, and
away toward the north pole we went.
Passed through the ragged end of
Ogden, which will not compare very
favorable with the same end of Win
nemucca. Although some time ago
a worthy pedagogue gave such a
glowing account of this city and
others and surroundings along this
line, / must put in little wonder
ment. | presume he had few
schooners of beer thrown at him and
a free ride over the city while the real
estate business and the boom were at
their zenith. No wonder the beauti-
full and the sublime slipped off his
pens end in such grand illusions.
But, alas, found the real estate
business down with la grippe and
almost sick unto death, and the boom
in the last stages of consumption.
Even the clinic staff shake their
heads mournfully when asked if there
is any hopes for either. The grand
and prosperous dells, the thriving,
beautiful little villages along the
route to Pocatello and further, as
described by the professor, were
picturesque in the far-away magma
ton. The dells were irregular and
untidy canyons, the beautiful little
villages were little huts and old log
houses of very ancient pattern, the
frolicking calf and the gamboling
lamb that were bounding with joy
over the pastures green on the pro-
fessor's trip, were huddled up in huge
knots or laundering belly deep in
snow, with their backs in the shape
of an autumnal rain bow, wistfully
and longingly looking for morsel to
eat. The contrast is certainly I'M
avoidable, as he saw the country in its
brightest, when fragrant flowers and
carpets of green greeted him every
where and the boom in its mag
unanimous and flattering impulses
hoisted the superlative proclivities OF
the mate imagination of the wanderer
through Zion beyond facts. / saw
it in it's whitest, when all nature was
wrapped in icy letters and the boom
lay PROSTATE on its dying bed, which
were not as soft as downy pillows are.
At :35 of the Sth Pocatello was
reached. 1t is town of some note,
but is greatly overrated. Hundreds