The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1915-11-26
LETTER FROM MIR. BROOKHART


Rawhide, Nevada, November Is,
Editor Times: Thinking it would
be of interest to some of our friends
to read short account of our trip to
Nevada by auto, along the proposed
route of the Boise, Winnemucca and
San Francisco railway, send it here
with.
AS to the railroad, have wondered
If we shall ever realize the fruition of
our fond hope, as it would be of un-
told blessing to Idaho alone in open
ing up a close market for the prod
ucts of Idaho, not mentioning the
blessings to those who live in prox-
unity to such a road.
To begin at the start, I was hob
bling about the little garden in Mer-
idian trying to irrigate, when | not
ticed an QUITO stop at our gate and a
couple come to our door. They were
our eldest daughter and her husband,
Mr.. M. S. Stephenson, who we had
not seen in eight years.
They had come to take me to New
ada on trial, through the advice of
DIR. Dutton. 1t took me very short
time to decide, thinking that if the
auto was the sole cause of all my
troubles, it might have the credit of
finishing the job.
Leaving Meridian at O'Clock am.
on August 5th, going via Nampa to
Caldwell, the animated life along the
route would have been great pleas
ure if the fear could have been dis
PEELED. Reaching Caldwell in an hour
and 10 minutes, we supplied juice for
the long hard drive which awaited
us as soon as we were across the
Snake river. Finding we had left the
irrigated lands of the Boise valley, we
had gotten into dust, road full OF
chucks, and high centers. After stick
ing several times, and having to back
out, the high hills looked long way
off
When the real trouble came the gear
ing became so clogged with dust that
the engine stopped and the applica-
tion of the crank would not bulge it..
So it fell to me to creep underneath
in deep dust and clear the gearing
with small wire, procured from a
passing auto. Then, what relief
to get on solid ground once more.
AT the first stage station after en-
tering the hills the agent asked us
TO deliver arpackage OF flowers from
"a Boise florist, to be used at the fun
eral of Mrs. Miller. The package
had been lost from the auto stage
that morning. We were all ready to
camp, but this appealed to all, and we
Just nerved ourselves to climb the
high hills for 40-mile drive.
AS looked at the hills wondered
if railroad could be built over them,
but such has been done in the past,
and is not impossible there. AS we
reached the highest point of the as
cent ii looked too steep even for a
wagon and team, and / concluded it
best to unload and give the machine a
chance, and so proposed. M. e. said
it was time enough when we stalled,
but the Overland proved she was abb
tndantly able on solid ground. Our
load would have weighed more than
1000 pounds. Here we reached the
highest point in all our journey.
AS we began to descend we came in
proximity to the country through
which the cloud burst of only week
previous had passed, washing out
bridges, Outlying the road or filling
with debris. Reached Jordan valley
before sunset, hungry and tired, but
yet glad to be of service. We deliver
ed the package to Mr.. Miller, cashier
of the Jordan Valley bank, who
showed us all the kindness possible.
We camped near mosquito harbor,
to attend their musicale and the
chimes of the frogs and cayotes and
lay awake all night. Jordan Valley
is truly an oasis and thriving bust
ness-like little city,one which we
looked back to with home-longing.
Ito be Continued.)