Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1894-03-24
A VISIT TO UTAH.
An Instance of the Preponderanee OF
smiths In That Territory.

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smiths In That Territory.
That know about q magnificent
territory and its vastly interesting
population is due solely to accident
had become ashamed of sailing east
year after year, and made up my mind
TO hitch my wagon to the star of EN-
lire and learn something of my own
great country.
| knew there was a territory called
Utah. where Mormons INDUCED in the
domestic eccentricity of polygamy, and
that was all. ! might visit Salt Lake
City. All would depend upon circum-
stances. All did 1t CHANGED that in
the middle of October | found myself
in a mining town.
| was to cross the mountains or
horseback and snow blocked the way.
| sat disconsolately in one of those
hostelries that reconcile you to instant
death. 1t was gotten up on the noble
principle of violating every longing of
the human soul.
No lath and plaster had ever detiled
the virgin Boards that separated one
human being from another 1t didn't
make any difference which door was
banged upon. All humanity responded
TO the thunder. As even Il worm will
turn, so did my soul revolt when one
morning at an unearthly hour voice
from my keyhole shouted: smith, it's
time to skip
"My names not Smith" I replied,
aroused from dreams of home.
What is your name, then? If it ism
Smith it ought to be-you're down in
the register as smith
"No, that's not Smith" shouted my
opposite neighbor, the day clerk.
Smiths at the end Of the hall
well, this is the end of the hall"
Aren't there two ends? It's the
other end, you fool"
"Who wants SMITH" asked a SHARP
voice in the distance. I'm Smith"
Whats the matter? I'm Smith, -
! shouted still another voice.
We're the guests all Smiths, myself
| excepted?
"Well, whichever Smith wants 70 get
up at four o'clock, him's the one,
| growled the keyhole.
| spective doors with a big. big D..
Its Smith in No. l." screamed III,
day clerk, and the idiotic porter per
! formed a reveille On No. / until tn,
| right Smith responded, and everybody
| but the other two Smiths and mvscl
put out their heads wanting To know
where the fire was.
! If sleeping were farce, what shall
say of the feeding?
Fat, drink and be merry" was tn
| cheerful salu tation suspended over Tn
| dining room entrance. 1t was sicltl.
sarcasm, as there was nothing to eat
nothing 10 drink away from the bar
! and being merry under such circum
! stances was more than could be eN
! pcctcd from even Mark Taplcy.
/ This was not the town where rca
! the significant scale of prices wal
ranted to meet the requirements of AN
appetite;
Good meal ;....................'....
| square meal ..,........,..
| Perfect gorGc............ ...............
dared not eXpostulate, for it was il
this sylvan retreat that an innocen
"teuderfoot" was asked by the waiter
who carried his right hand to the rea
of his person and laid it firmly upon
very perceptible pistol, Ham o
| bacon?"
Both" replied the "tenderfoot,
This was too much Tor human endur
ance. Drawing forth his pistol tn
unSophisticatcd child of the mountain
exclaimed: NO sich epicUrean .ol
mandism were allowed in that ar com
munity."
Being taken for smith" was an in
suit; being starved to death was an in
! jury. 1t was time for me To go. Shak
! ing the snow otf nv feet. | madl
started for the nearest big town. |
CHANGED to be Salt Lake City. | eN
! pectcd 10 remain week. tarried on
! year. kate Fields Washington.