New-York tribune., 1909-07-25

The case is somewhat like that Of the mining
engineer who was in a hurry to get to Fairview.
New. The engineer was Eastern man, and he
looked up his time tables carefully and thought
that he would arrive in Farview with about twelve
hours leeWay But he unfamiliar with the
idyosyncrasies Of Western roads. and when his
train arrived at Hazen, on the main line' hve
hours late and he found that he had missed the
only train the branch road TO Fallon, the near
railroad point to Fairview. he began to have
doubts AS II important engagement and
he had come three thousand miles TO keep II, he
looked up automobile to take him TO Fairview.
From Hazen to Fallon the road runs Cor fifty
miles through rolling desert country, following
the valleys between great mountain ranges The
roadbed is cmooth a steam roller could make
It. and one bowls along at fifty miles hour
with hardly jar. and the only danger from high
centres. But from Faon on 10 Fairview 1t crosses
two mountain ranges and meets unexpected wal
lows of deep sand, into which the machine jumps
with a rush and stops with heartbreaking Jolt
the wheels churn the sand with never inch
OF headway. Two of the points the road
Four Mile Lake and Eight Mile Lake, two dry
lake beds, whose dobe mud is hard marble
when baked by the and s soft
dough and cnging glue when softened by the
winter snow. Roads have been built across these
lakes by hauling in great bowlders from the nearby
mountains and covering them with thin coating
of earth. Eighteen and twenty animal teams,
pulling trail wagons and lead, have travelled
these made roads until the earth has sfted
and jolted down between the rocks and left deep
hollows and high, pointed outstanding rocks like
the bed Of a mountain torrent Travel over them
in a rapidly moving automobile is a series OF
aerial flights and bone shaking jars.
AS in the gathering dusk the approached the
station where the road 10 Rawhide branches off
the innocent and conscientious Eastern engineer
consulted his watch and anxiously inquired il they
could make Fairvew on time. The driver noncha-
lanty threw open the throttle shot by the sta
with a long the siren. The mill
was eaten up in a tri1e more than minute, and the
rushed down the steep pitch Eight Mile
Lake and took its first flight out on TO the made
road. Before the unfortunate passenger could get
his breath the machine racing over the bumps
at top speed. while the driver sat with a cigarette
between his lips and map of the road in his mind
and calmly worked the steering wheel back and
forth in short joggles. taking the rocks their
worn sides and landing the car in the centre OF the
road after every flight.
Half way the searchlight suddenly showed
up an ore team, struggling along the station
after a long day the road and a couple of ac-
cdents that had helped In the delay It was too
late to stop the automobile The driver of the ore
team shouted, the Eastern engineer shrieked with
a imminent vision OF death and the chauffeur
with quick reverse, headed his machine straight
for big rock that instant before he had been
steering miss The car hit the rock rose in the
air and landed in the lake bed beside the road |
right side up and trembling from the shock
My God :" said the Eusterner "I thought we
all killed sure
The car shot away a swift turn on two wheels |
and headed for the dixie climb on TO the road
again. and the driver shifted his cigarette To the
other side Of his mouth and carelessly remarked:
we came TO this country TO take chances"
1t seems as IL an experience like that would be |
hard 10 match in the East, yet party coming from
New Haven to this city had escape equally |
thrilling IL Tot Of the hurdng variety II wss In
fact double escape, for they twice missed death
by a narrow margin within hundred yards. They !