The Crittenden record. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1904-1907, 1906-08-31
Mr.. A. SHOOTER
fires PARTING SHOT
WRITES FROM HELL'S HALF ACRE
An OCtOgenaridn Boards a Train for
the First Time

Nihlt Va Jul hN pai Nui' AAVih TUG NiN"NT
ed city of Marion.
Sunday morning dawned bright and
fair. We were up early and all was
astir to get breakfast and get to the
train. After taking fine breakfast
of bacon, bread, milk and butter with
bananas and cream to finish up with.
we put every thing we could think of
in our pockets, got clean handker-
chief. kissed wife and children and
started for the train. Our baggage
consisted of two umbrellas and
Louisville Evening Post We reached
the station without mishap and there
we found quite a crowd had congre-
gated TO see. the train. Some had
come to meet relatives, some had come
to say good bye to friends while others
had come on purpose 10 go OIL on the
train" but it seemed that no one had
come to tell us good bye. II made US
feel a little sad to think that We were
going so far away and 10 stay so long
time; nevertheless We brushed the
tears aside put on bold front and
tried to make folks believe we were
anxious to be on our way.
All Of a sudden the ticket window
was opened and people made a mad
rush to buy their tickets. Alex Guess
was first. he bought two round trip
tickets for Evansville, one for himself
and one for his better two-thirds.
Uncle Davy Bryant rushed TO the
window and bought three round trip
tickets for Sullivan. Miss Mabel Min
ner bought a ticket for Nunn's Switch.
Rufus Little bought tirkets to Sullivan
FOL his wife and seven small children.
| think he bought half tickets for all
the children. Ellie Wiring and Badly
Terry bought tickets to Evansville and
back. Then rushed up to the wind.
ow aud called for a ticket to Proyi-
dence. Nenner seemed to be- surprised
when he saw | was determined to take
such long trip. but proceeded to
hand me out a ticket that reminded
me Of the monthly statement Of my ice
account. About this time Howard
NCcanell came. along With e"anter
scales under hisi arm and a bug smile
on his dgnifed face and said il weigh
ed eight pounds. About this time the
train whistled up about Simon Nc
Gains and all was astir again.
Mrs. Eliza Carr. Of CarrsvilIe. was
with Uncle Dave and Aunt Liza Bryant
and was ready TO take her first train
ride. This good lady is cighty-four
years old. but she had never had that
delightful sensation one experiences
when they step on a train for the first
time.
The bell rang, the whistle blew and
we were off. Everything ran along
smoothly till we got to NUNS Switch
and there Miss Mabel Minner took her
leave from the train. The next stop
was Blaekford There we had 10
change 'cars" and only had 10 wait
about ten minutes and during that time
We shook hands with about a hundred
Of our old friends; but we do not
know whether they came on purpose
TO see US or not.
Promptly at $40 we boarded the
Kentucky Valley for Providence. Our
old friend, Henry Pride. was conduct.
or while Jno. Aldridge. another old
friend Of ours, was at the throttle.
We felt that we were pretty safe
when we found the train was in the
care of our friends. They hitehed the
engine to the train wrong end first and
started for Wheatcroft. the most i'm.
portant town between Blackfork and
Providence, Everything went well
till we got TO Wheatcroft. as the road
is old and the track smooth. We lief,
Wheatctoft at Sa. m. and We were
an hour and fifteen minutes running Ia
Providence, a distance Of six miles.
which learned was extra time over
this road.
We walked about a mile from the
station to Payne's livery stable at the
same time carrying our baggage.
When we reached the livery stable and
mopped the perspiration from our brow
with a clean handkerchief and took a
drink Of ice water, We began to make
inquiry about conveyance to Hell's
Half Acre. The chambermaid Of the
stable said all his good rigs were en-.
gagged TO the boys about town, but he
would give me the best he had. so he
called to nice looking young man
named Clarence Shade, to hook up
Claude to top buggy and take me on
my way rejoicing. Claude was an old
flea bitten gray horse that looked like
he had done service in Dudley walling-
ford's stable about twenty years ago.
The buggy was rafting good one
and would make Morris & Yates dc.
livery wagon aound like thirtv rant.