The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1893-02-12
BILL NYE EN- ROUTE.
How tho Blizzard Affected Him
and Little AlOnZ0 Belcher.
4 "slssv" TRAVELLING MAN.
We Beg On Bonded KnooG for Corpora
They Crowd &c g the Wall.
fcopyrieht 1885 BY Edgar ". Nye.l

Copyright 1895. BY Edgar ". Nye.l
The able critic who has held out for
years that Mrs. Stowe had exceeded the
possibilities of poetic license when she
represented Eliza a. escaping over the
Ohio river on cakes of ice is now dead.
He died in Florida in January from ex-
posture while skating on the st. johns
river, and when they found him friends
had to cut ont . square rod, perch or pole
of ice with his body in order to send hum
home.
He always maintained that the Ohio
river never even frose enough to make .
cake of ice between Cincinnati and Cairo.
Last January Eliza with her infant child
could have crossed over with bobsleds and
. four-horse team.
In West Virginia We had to have oil
stoves and furnace going all day in the
opera house. as we'll a. tho entire gas serv-
ice, including foot lights, in order to warm
up for evening service, and even then We
wore white sweaters and shoulder break
fast shawls over our dress suits on the
stage.
Natural gas is getting less plentiful. and
the demand increased 50 that there was
great suffering from cold among tho poor,
cast aside their parlor gas logs for the
time. Heavy manufacturing enterprises
also decrease the quantity of gas for homo
consumption, and as usual the corpora-
ton sails gaily on while the citizen has to
60 to bed to get warm.
E~H How strangely mankind doesl
We 80 and beg on Bonded knees for
large corporations to come and build and
do business in our town to raise the price
Of our lots. and yet how long is it before
We write piece for the county paper say
ing that We are driven to the wall by these
great corporations, and that we hate them
like everything?
We are only children in this life. dressed
up in mems clothes, and hope with DR..
Briggs that there is q chance in the future
state for growth and development. l can
see how could grow in future state and
add to what now know.
During the terrible reign of the cold We
met on a train one day bound west the
rarest thing ever saw on earth, viz,
SISSY" travelling man. Travelling men are
most generally business men. They have
to be. They are mostly pretty rugged,
masculine men, with voices that you can
hear 1.-THE darkest night that ever blew"
This one was constantly running up
against things that were just as rude as
they could be. That was as far as he ever
got. Some people were real hateful, and
he claimed that once his blood boiled like
everything.
Maybe it was the morning when he took
asponge bath in the north end of the
sleeper at Pittsbdrg, as the train took
breakfast there. You must know that the
sponge bath facilities cannot be just what
iah q
cially when one has to do it in the front
doorway at q meal station with the Their
mometer at Is degrees below zero and q
great deal of passing in and out.
Still he had probably promised some
dear ono solemnly that he would bathe
every morning if it cost him his life.
People filed past HIM filled with wonder
and amazement, and to each one he said
in q light, thin, girlish voice: "Beg par
don. but would you mind shutting that
door,"
Nine of rs, after We had passed by him,
went to the other end of the car and passed
through again three times. enjoying it
heartily.
Once We met the man who brings in the
ice for the cooler. He was near the young
man who was trying to battle. We had
quite long quarrel with the iceman over
the rjght-of-way, and one Of our party
jostled him rudely against the young man,
who was trying to towel his back. Tho
iceman slipped. and his large cake of ice
and the great coarse tongs also fell against
him.
It was horrible. The young man gave a
wild shrek, and with q moan of pain his
BOulanger whiskers went back inside and
it is said have never come out again.
Later on after breakfast tried to make
up to him and be friendly, but he turned
upon me like . wild beast and exclaimed,
"Oh, botherl'
overheard yesterday the wall of tho
short, stout lady. She was looking at a
fashion magazine, but she could not lind
anything to suit her.
did YOU ever notice." she said to her