Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1910-06-21
Detailed Story of a Junket From Spartan
tanburg to Dante, Va.
The Wonderful Climb to Atapas and Through the Gorge OF
the Noichucky-Johnson City and the Soldiers Home
The Great Natural TunneI-A Great Vaduct-An At
ternoon In the Coal Mines.
BY w. D. GRIST

, charge of Col. August Kohn. All OF
the railroad officials proved as kind
attentive and as useful as it is possible
for men to be, and in the capacity OF
an intelligent, business like, capable
manager, Col. Kohn took still another
step up in the regard of even those
who were already willing to Soncede
that he had reached the limit as to
these qualifications. A close second to
him, and even more important to the
ladies than her husband, and the whole
party, Mrs. Kohn, by design, of course
but without apparent effort, proved
herself indispensable.
An Excellent Road Bed.
After the party had had good, COM
Portable nights rest in the sleepers,
and gotten up as the notion struck
each individual, the first breakfast was
served from to 8 o'clock and at 9
the train pulled out for the north. The
road bed began to show up good from
the start and it was the subject OF
general remark that there was no let
down to the end of the ride. The cars
seemed to glide along almost as stead
ily and as noiselessly as an ocean
steamer, except for the unavoidable
grinding along the necessarily numer-
Gus curves, some of them sharp, some
double reverse, with the general trend
decidedly serpentine, especially after
getting into the mountains beyond
Marion, n. G.
From Spartanburg to Bostic, the
general character of the country is
very much the same as between York
vile and Blacksburg. The route runs
across instead of along with the
streams and ridges, and this is the
general route, but at Bostic there be-
gins a noticeable following of the
water courses, and when the high hills
of the Blue Ridge already visible soon
after leaving Spartanburg, begin to
draw nearer toward Marion, the
streams are hugged more closely.
Climbing the Mountains.
Ahead from Marion the mountain
ranges begin to pile up, one upon an
other toward the sky line, and the pas
sengers begin to wonder whether II
the train is to get through it will not
have to be provided with wings. A
less fanciful method of surmounting
the mighty barriers would at least call
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from one ridge to another higher up.
While the passengers are thinking
thoughts like this, the long train con-
tinues to bowl along without wabble,
except in the rounding of curves. From
the windows at times, the big locomo-
tive in front can be seen going in one
direction, while the rear cars are moN-
ing in a direction almost opposite.
From the concave side of the semi
circle of cars the passengers begin to
look down into deep valleys, and from
the concave side up dizzy slopes, that
seem to have no top. So it continues
for miles and miles. Presently across
wide valleys in which the houses be-
low seem to nave been Dulll lot uollS'
there is to be seen another railroad
track apparently on about the same
level of the one along which the obser-
YER is travelling, and above it dis
tance of apparently only fifty or a
hundred feet still another and then an
other. The thickly wooded mountain
with lodges of rock showing here and
there rises still higher above the upper
track at least as far as are the corn
covered valleys below. Now the amaZ-
ing plan of the whole thing begins to
dawn on the wondering passenger even
though be he not acquainted with the
mystery of engineering magic. II
| becomes clear that there is might!