The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1915-12-08
MODERN DON JUAN
IN THE GOLDEN WEST.
Dixieland, Imperial Valley, Cal.
November 18th. 1915,

less received several post cards from
me recently but now l am going to
give you a somewhat connected &C
count of myself for she past month.
On September 3Oth l was work
ing upon Beaver Ridge, Montana,
in ten inches of snow. / ran one
mile and fell four times but didn't
get hurt. Going home that after
noon l slipped and tobogganed
about 100 feet down q steep slope
before l could catch myself. /
wasn't scared at all somehow or
other. Decided that it didn't make
much difference whether l ever stop
ped or not. The next day it snow
ed ell day and we stayed in camp
talking about the things we were
going to do when we got out of the
woods. We decided to move the
next day. We went down about
two thousand feet the first day and
got out of the snow. The next
afternoon we arrived al Lo Lo Hot
Springs. We were there for three
days packing up and getting our
Junk ready to Ship back to Boise.
The hot baths there were great, but
as the bath houses were well ventil-
ated one had to dress in a hurry on
account of the freezing weather. On
the 9Th we rode thirty miles to Lo
10 in a stage and ten miles on the
train to Missoula, Montana and
stayed there all night because our
baggage didn't connect. Left there
the next afternoon at about four
o'clock and got to Butte about nine
o'clock, where we spent the night.
The first thing we ran into a street
fight but got out of that all right
and shortly afterwards three of the
fellows were arrested in a gambling
raid. They we're passing along the
street and a cop grabbed them think
ing they were in the bunch but one
of the fellows who had been really
gambling told the cop that those
fellows didn't belong to their crowd.
After supper we saw as much of the
town as we had time. Its got any
thing beat / ever saW.
The next morning we left Butte
at seven o'clock and got to Pocatel-
10 about four in the afternoon. The
only interesting thing we passed en-
route was the Hall Indian reserva-
ton and that wasn't much. We
got into Boise at four the following
morning but I stayed in the sleeper
till seven I reported at the office
during the morning and asked if
there was anything for me to do but
was told that I had better 60 and get
acquainted with my family. 1 told
them / couldn't qualify. The clerk
then told me I had better go out and
find one, which of course I pro-
ceeded to do. 1t didn't take me
long, either. The next day being
Sunday there was a big excursion
to the Arrow Rock dam, just COM
nleted, and the highest in the world.
I took my "famly" for the outing
Got back to Boise that afternoon
and nearly froze to death because
my heavy underclothes were in the
laundry. That night we went out
to the big swimming pool, which is
one of the amusements of Boise. 1t
is 60 by 12O and ranges in depth
from 8 to Is feet. The water
comes from some natural hot springs
near town and it is all fixed up
with dressing rooms and rest rooms
and a piano, and taken all together
is quite a nice place to go. We
stayed in for about an Eour and a
half. I tried to teach "the family"
to swim but her head would 60 I'M
der and her feet stay on top. Now,
don't laugh, because she has small
and very pretty feet.
l was in Boise from the 9th till
the G1st and had a pleasant time.
1t is a great dancing town. Three
or four dances a week. / met quite
a bunch of girls and was invited out
to lunch a couple of times.
l left Boise on the afternoon of
the 21st with the intention of going
to Portland and catching a boat from
there to Frisco, but upon arriving in
Portland found that the boat was
"broke" and in the dry dock at
Frisco and would miss a trip. The
way left for me was to go by rail.
I sent a wire to Manlsells and told
her l would pass through Central
Point the next morning at 1890 and
would be glad to have her ride as
far as Ashland with me. Imagine
my surprise when arriving there to
find Mamselle and Sarah and Mr.. and
Mrs. Norwood. They were mighty
good to see too. Mr.. and Mrs. Nor
wood both invited me to stop over
a day but the train only stopped Il
minute so I didn't have time to more
than say hello. Mamselle went on
with me to Ashland (about an hour)
and in the meantime l got my ticket
fixed up and stopped off. We went
back from Ashland to Medford in
an auto stage and had lunch at N
Of the best hotels. Madford is 4
real pretty place and seems to be
progressive. 1t was quite a sur
prise to me. Later on we went
home, about four miles down the
valley. After supper we went over
to see some of their neighbors. a
Mr.. and Mrs. Bridges-Webb. They
live abou4 one mile apart. We
danced. 1t was one of the pleas
ATTEST evenings ] have spent in a
long time. Mr.. Webb is an Eng
lishraan. originally, ard Mrs. Webb,
q New York girl. They are a de-
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