Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-14

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suaded them that this train was sent out
by a neighboring city and not to he
classed exactly as an individual affair. and
courtesy demanded that they should at
least pay visit to the train while it vas
here. So large number went, and ii Is
probable that some business was done.
The train was accompanied by one or
more staff (whatever that isl correspond
ents of The Washington Star. and while
here the town was viewed and written mp
in Sundays paper.
The correspondent says that back from
The station rock-strewn and quilted stag
gers a red clay street. At the end OF Is
one square of length it joins the m1n
street, and from this point the town strag-
giles out, up hill and down hill, crossw'so
and end up. until it gets lose in the country.
Fairly modern structures are jumbled up
with one-time colonial homes, brick struc-
lures and ante-bellum frames.
Pack from the station The idiot got
off at the freight depot and thought he
was at the passenger station when he was
not within a mile of it. He looked up
Jackson street which the railroad company
is grading, saw a gang of Italians work
ing about a derrick, and thought lac had
discovered the business center. AS he did
not get within half a mile OF the only
colonial mansion In town he probably mis-
took the Bulletin office ian old residence
buildingp for the one-time home of Thomas
Jefferson. for. he came into our office just
as we were about to lend u can of gaso-
line to a neghbor, and began talking
stereotype so much like book agent that
the can was examined to see if the stopper
had come out and its contents were
evapOratng.
He says further that Bedford has four
dozen historians who bore strangers to
death talking about themselves and their
country, but he lodged them all except
one, whom he saw riding a mule and asked
the way to the post office.
when | interrupted him three-quarters
of an hour later the story goes if looks
could kill I'd be dcader than a chestnut at
this very minute. Even the mule looked
sore
Absolutely a Doubt.
Somehow we doubt this man and mule
story without exactly knowing why-unless
it is because of the last sentence, for
there is no real reason why any mule
should be sore after only three-quarters OF
an hour association with The Star CORE
spondent.
''In Petersburg, he says, the editor OF
The Snort told him there was a rock in
bridge there with hollow in it. and in this
hollow Pocahontas used to ash her feet.
There is no paper in Petersburg named The
Snort but whoever it was We all know
what was happening. Why, we bet that
if this staff correspondent should go to
Natural Bridge the natives would show
him the place George Washington carved
his name and the streak through the air
made by the dollar he threw over the arch.
They don't show these things to everybody,
but they would to him.
I'VE are willing to admit that Bedford
is not a pretty place at present. We have
had continual rain for nearly three months,
which has put things i'm bad shape without
giving a chance to improve them, but The
the doings of Providence. Again, the rail
road company has torn up our principal
streets and spread coating of mud over
the pavements. but surely The Star doesn't
expect Bedford people to regulate a rail-
road when bigger men have lost out on the
ob.
Talk about your green country man In
city, but hold your breath when you turn
, city Smart Aleck. loose in the country.
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