The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1895-03-23
CORRESPONDENCE.


from P1ttSDufg, kdnSaS
PIrTsBuRG, Kan, March ID, 1885,
My Dear Friends Of the Ladies' Aid So
ciety: When Mrs. jerks wrote asking
me to tell you all about our journey to
Pittsburg, and our new home, / could
not help thinking how much more to my
mind it would be, if ! could just slip in
to n Of the society meetings in your
comfortable basement and talk it to
::ou, However, this is the next best
thing.
After we babe goodbye to the many
kind friends who accompanied US as far
as the water tank, the TACT that we were
really leaving our Madison home and
friends began to come home to us, and
we didn't have very much to say, as we
gave a wistful goodbye look at the fast
receding "domes and towers" Of Mad
ison, read for the last time the proud
statement that This is the home of
Tacks," and said farewell to the silvery
waters and classic shades Of Lake Mad
ison and the Chautauqua grounds. BY
the time we had reached the vast and
distracting metropolis OF Wentworth,
we began to take heart OF grace, for
right beside us sat our good friend and
neighbor, Mrs. Metcalf, who was going
all the way to Sioux City with US, while
Mrs. Price was going all the way to
Pittsburg. Then, too, n couldn't be
thoroughly melancholy with such am
pie provision for our creature comfort az
the numerous baskets of delicious lunch
provided by more than one good friend
afforded.
When We arrived at Sioux City, MIR
Horace Williamson was at the station to
meet us. Without the least desire to
~fatter, and with the profound hope that
this encomium will not unduly elevate
his Madison relatives, from a mere
sense OF justice, honor to whom honor
is due" and all that sort of thing. ]
want to say that his conduct on that &C.
casion was such as to revive a dying
hope that the dawn of the millennium
was at hand, and make the most cynical
believe that the age of charity had re.
| turned. Picture us! Three sturdy
femiRines, all persons Of weight in the
communication the standpoint OF
Fairbanks scales-one, piloted by the
conductor, holding firmly to the baby
girl, the other two, together with a
small boy of the perpetual motion vari-
ETY.. and every stray brakeman We could
possibly substitute, we'll ballasted with
every size and variety of the storied ''big
box. little box, bandbox and bundle
not to mention sundry valises and has.
kets. Most men would have looked SOU
and waxed sarcastic at such an array
| Some men would have used uncanonical
language; some, l am sure, would have
turned pale and fed precipitately. MOI
SO Mr.. Williamson. With a fortitude
born of many Chautauqua seasons, and
a smile betokening the confidence of al
experienced general, he filled a Wagon
with our hand luggage, and bravely pi
loted us through what l hope was al
admiring crowd, though l am harasset
with doubts. Arrived at the Exchange
Hotel, the hearty welcome given us b!
Mr.. and Mrs. James, Mrs. Williamson
made us feel as If a bit OF home ha(
been transferred to Sioux City for GU
especial benefit. There, too, we wer,
glad to find Miss McGillivray recoverin,
from her long illness, with her brothe
Duncan installed as head nurse. TIL
next evening, after a delightful rest an,
visit OF twenty-four hours, again piiote,
by our much-enduring guide, Nj. Viii
hanson, We took train for the south
There was the usual quota OF babies
children and wedding parties in the cal
and our boy covered US all over wit
J glory by behaving in a most exemplar
manner. At Council Bluffs we had t
wait an hour longer tkan schedule tim,
for a Black Crook troupe to get owe
from Omaha. This cause of delay wa
: peculiarly trying to u clerical nerves
besides keeping us up to an ~unseason;
BILE hour. We reached Kansas City
b time for an early breakfast, and foun
o the big union depot filed with a~varie
array Of weary humanity. There WI
the woman blissfully ignorant Of IL
e fact that her bonnet was awry and b.
9 back hair waving in the breeze; the
6 was the nervous woman who besiegt