The Wadsworth dispatch. [volume] (Wadsworth, Nev.) 1892-1899, 1897-12-11
FIT FOR THE KL0NDYKE.
EDITOR DIspATCH:

EDITOR DIspATCH:
Dear Sir,-ilas it ever occurred to YOU
how brave and gritty lady school
teachers can be when occasion offers?
Perhaps, though, that is only to be ex-
pected OF those who have to deal with
hlg unrnly boys and incorrigibIe tomboy
girls. We have all known and read of
instances where they displayed con-
spicuous pluckiness when perils assailed
and even fierce billiards. ragged. 1t need
not therefore surprise us to read of the
following trying experiences of young
lady teacher in travelling to distant and
out'of-Jhew school district, where she
had undertaken to teach the yonng
idea how TO shoot and finding how
admirably she acquitted herself TAX
ing the one-horse conveyance at the
station nearest to her destination all
went well until about 20 miles had
been traversed, when the animal became
sick and to drive him further was inpos-
slble. Here then was a fine predicament
truly. The snow was several inches
deep and getting deeper at every inch OF
the road, which was now crossing over
range OF mountains upon the summit of
which the beautiful lay several feet in
depth. What was to be done? The
lady, of course, began to weep violently,
did you say? Oh, no, not at all. She
simply made fun of the situation. The
driver, whose feelings may be easier
imagined than described, unhitched his
horse from the cart-that barbarous in
vention of modern times-and told his
fair passenger that they would have to
push on several miles to an abandoned
cabin where they could find shelter for
the night, as it was then becoming dark.
She readily acquiesced, and so he, lead
ing his horse, and shr, fioundcrng be-
hind in his tracks, proceeded on. But
walking uphill in deep snow is laborious
work, go after going about mile the
gallant stage driver suggested that the
lady should ride his horse.
.'Has the animal ever been ridden ?"
cautiously inquired the school madam.
"Well, no, replied MIR. Stagedriver,
"but will lead him and he is too tired
to play tricks.
The plueky girl was about to mount
the Rosinante when she discovered she
didn't have her satchel. The obliging
driver at once volunteered to 90 back for
it. This took quite while, and she was
left standing in deep snow holding the
horse. The satchel recovered she was
again ON the point of mounting the
steed that had never been ridden, when,
no doubt agprehensive of possible con-
tingencies, she slyly suggested, that they
both ride, he in front and she behind.
The driver, ever ready to please and
no doubt well worn out tramping thro'
the snow, readily agreed. So he quickly
jumped Oh the horse, she followed suit,
and the animal fortunately never giving
finch, the journey was resumed IN
this somewhat unconventional manner
until mining camp was reached, for the
idea of remaining at the abandoned
cabin was summarily dismissed after so
satisfactory solution of the difficulty
had been hit on. Here all seemed fast
asleep, and the resourceful stage driver
quietly put up his own faithful nag, har-
messed and hilched up a team he found
handy, and without saying so much as
by your leave, drove on to his destina-
ton with his fair passenger. The day
following she WAS none the worse Tor her
Iochinyarlike ride and other rough ex-
periences, but it was plain her novel
tourney keenly touched her risibiltles
for ever and anon she would be seized
with the "giggles." and in such manner
AS to mystiiy those not in the secret.
Humboldt Co., Dec. ;. W.
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