. The Argonaut . ery comfortable to keep yourluggage with you. I never saw a carriage in theUnited States with arrangements for carrying the last few years the great railways in NewYork City have been forced to put on cabs of theirown to enable their customers to get to and from trains,forced by the robberies and insolence of hackmenand (lie and inefficiency of the transfer corn-Lot aside from the little railing on top ofihvay cabs in New York, I know of no car-1 the United States that carry luggage. Morein one, in New York City, in order to be abso- lutely certain of
. The Argonaut . ery comfortable to keep yourluggage with you. I never saw a carriage in theUnited States with arrangements for carrying the last few years the great railways in NewYork City have been forced to put on cabs of theirown to enable their customers to get to and from trains,forced by the robberies and insolence of hackmenand (lie and inefficiency of the transfer corn-Lot aside from the little railing on top ofihvay cabs in New York, I know of no car-1 the United States that carry luggage. Morein one, in New York City, in order to be abso- lutely certain of getting my luggage aboard of anocean steamer, I have been forced to charter an ex-press wagon, and to drive behind it in a cab. To-day there are not many places left in Europe whereone may see the old-fashioned dili-the Old gence bowling over the mountain roads. Washoe Grade. por tnat matter: there are not manystage-coaches left in our own country. I can rememberas a bov how the Pioneer Stage used to thrill me as. The old women are utilized as burden bearers in the valleysof the High Alps. it dashed along on the way to Washoe, tooled by HankMonk. But I think I was thrilled almost as much bythe sight of the big wagons going up the mountainsand over the Washoe Grade. In those days I waveredas to my career—I was uncertain whether I would of his rattles sounding on the hot summer air. Thenwould the driver quickly cock his ten-inch navy re-volver, and send shot after shot into the writhing massof snake. The frightened mules would again get intoline, the bells would jingle, and the creaking, groan-ing wagons would fare on. Sometimes the driverwould descend from his high perch, and walk with aswinging gait along by the side of his mules. Againat times he would climb into the saddle of the nearwheeler, and ride like a postilion in a royal coach pa-rade. Not only in this respect was the Jehu of theWashoe Grade royal, but in others as well, for he wasin truth the king of the road—the
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