The Hesperian / (Lincoln, Neb.) 1885-1899, November 24, 1892, Page 8, Image 8

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    THE HESPERIAN
during n rainstorm, I bownilcd my truo ox
cursionist'sfalo, but nil to no purpose. Tlio
fates opposed my sooing Hudson river
scenery-
At Now York, I proceeded to screw up my
oourngo in order that 1 might go to Boston
by way of son-sickness and Long Island
Sound. I was not sea sick! 01), no! It
never would havo done for a prospective
Freshman to got seasick! I saw others in
that condition and said to in elf that 1 was
not. A strange fooling that there was noth
ing under my feet mattered not.
I was not, seasick.
At last Boston was entered by mo. "Woe
is the day. I had a grip that for chunk i
ness could not be boat. 1 also had patience
My hotel being near tho depot, 1 accosted a
policeman to find out its whereness. The
reply, siinplo enough in itself was: "Go
straight ahead thrco blocks, and turn to
your loft and you can't help but sec it."
Now I went ahead two b.ocks and there
were thrco streets ahead; I guessed at one
of those, and before T knew it, 1 was un
able to toil whether I was going ahead or to
the loft. A boy now helped mo out of my
difficulty and saw mo where J belonged,
but whoro T did not stay very long.
In order to see tho sights 1 at once
boarded a car. Tho conductor extracted a
nicklo from mo immediately, and in a min
ute came around for another ono. All the
explanations he would offer were, that at
first, we were going out of the city, but now,
wo were going in, thereby enabling mo to
realize tho mystery of tho ins and outs of a
groat city.
I had had ono inning and would have
boon willing to have put up with a score of
outs for tho sight of a Nebraska praire.
"Fools and their money are soon parted "
But I kept a tight grip upon my money. I
saw so many veterans doing the same with
their money, that it quite gave mo heart.
Hint they did not succeed was proven by
some oftho hotel bills I saw. Tho city was
so crowded that cots in the hotel corridors
wore at a premium. "VVhon n person is so
situated that ho is compelled to pay a dollar
and a half for tho privilcgo of snoring, by
no means undis'.trbod, on u canvas cot in n
public hallway, ho begins to fool that ho
greatly desires solitude. This was my fix
exactly, and 1 retreated from Boston, on a
still hunt for a small amount of this delicious
loneliness. 1 had received enough experi
ence in a day and a half to last mo a long
time; so with scarcely a pang, T oo.ed my
way out of tho city at tho very commence
ment of the CG. A. It. " reunion. But 1
had ono satisfaction, I had boon to Boston.
If every touiist's thoughts could bo sifted
down, tho impelling motive of travellers
might, in many cases, bo found to consisi of
no moro than this, tho desire to bo able to
say, I have boon somewhere.
On boarding tho steamer after deserting
tho "Hub," 1 felt regret only, at having
missed seeing Plymouth Rock. My road,
however, was rocky enough, without putting
any additional crags across my pathway.
Although standing in a line for half an
hour, upon the steamer to got ones baggage
checked, and then standing in another lino
for throe quarters of an hour to get a berth,
is not conducive to elation of tho spiiits,
an hour afterwards with a bunco stcerer will
put one in tho best of humor. T was in the
best of humor, and so was my pocketbook.
Mr. B. S. kept himself in the hold of the
vessel.
My spirits began to rise the minute I was
in Now York. It was with real satisfaction
that 1 visited Bcdloo's Island and viewed
tho great statute. I saw her majestic form
towering high in tho vast expanse of mighty
ocean, that boars upon its bosom the com
merce of tho world. I saw her eyes look
ing down upon tho myriads of inhabitants
who people that vast 'city, beholding alike
their deeds of goodness and mercy; of in
iquity and crime. I beheld tho broad ex
panse of her mouth and wondered no more
that there were anarchists in our midst, for
there was plenty of room to crawl through.
Lot me say that there is as much work in
climbing that statute, as there is in re
membering tho Chancellor's bulletin board
suggestion.
Work, however, stimulates hunger. Hun
ger works up an appetite. I had ono then,
and tho sign, "To Tho Cafe" gladonod my
heart. How all my joy vanished in a cloud
ot disgust when Icame'upon the sign, "Fret-