Frank's Ranche; Or, My Holiday in the Rockies: Being a Contribution to the Inquiry into What We Are to Do with Our BoysMarston, E. (Edward)
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Frank's Ranche; Or, My Holiday in the Rockies: Being a Contribution to the Inquiry into What We Are to Do with Our Boys
Marston, E. (Edward)
Rocky Mountains -- Description and travel
Unfortunately, time did not admit of my making any stay in the town, or
of calling upon persons to whom I had introductions; it was necessary to
hurry on to get to Frank's ranche before dark. We hired a handsome
waggonette, and, with a spanking pair of horses, we drove along a
perfectly level well-trodden road across the prairie for twelve miles,
and eventually pulled up at Frank's mansion while there was light enough
to enable us to see it, but not to criticise it too severely.
Here, then, at last, after nearly six weeks of hard travelling by sea
and land, I had reached the chief goal of my journey.
I have already taken you so completely into my confidence by telling you
of Frank's disasters and misfortunes, that it is but fair to him that I
should now describe to you his small successes; not that he has very
much to show at present, but he seems to me to be on the right track. He
already possesses by homestead right 160 acres of very good land, which
will be absolutely his freehold in two years' time; he also owns a
hundred acres of good railroad feeding land on the foothills; he has
fenced round the whole of this with strong posts, rails, and barbed
wire; he has built himself a log hut; he has purchased a fair set of
agricultural implements, including wagons, and a handsome buggie; he has
a pair of strong horses, a number of pigs, some poultry, and a few cows
and calves; he has a well-stocked garden, which produces all the
vegetables he requires, and he has laid down about half an acre of land
with strawberries: next summer this will produce a large crop.
When I remind you that he has acquired this little property with only
trifling assistance from me, and mainly by the labour of his own hands,
in the space of three years, you will understand that I am inspired with
some hopes for his future.
[Illustration: FRANK'S CABIN, FROM A SKETCH BY HIMSELF.]
Frank's shanty originally consisted of one room nineteen feet by
seventeen, but in anticipation of his visitors, he and B. built an
additional room of about the same size. The old room having a boarded
floor was breakfast, dining, drawing-room, and library combined, and was
also the visitors' bedroom. Our beds were made upon planks laid upon
four logs, and consisted of a bundle of straw laid on the planks, a
blanket on the straw, and a couple of rugs to roll ourselves in. These
beds were placed one on each side of the room, and when bed-time came, a
cotton curtain was suspended across the middle, and thus each lodger had
a bedroom to himself.
Our beds being those usually occupied by Frank and his friend, they
rigged up for themselves a sort of long manger or bunk in the new (or
kitchen) compartment, and slept in it feet to feet.
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