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Ocean to Ocean on Horseback: Being the Story of a Tour in the Saddle from the Atlantic to the Pacific; with Especial Reference to the Early History and Development of Cities and Towns Along the Route; and Regions Traversed Beyond the Mississippi; Together with Incidents, Anecdotes and Adventures of the JourneyGlazier, Willard W.

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Ocean to Ocean on Horseback: Being the Story of a Tour in the Saddle from the Atlantic to the Pacific; with Especial Reference to the Early History and Development of Cities and Towns Along the Route; and Regions Traversed Beyond the Mississippi; Together with Incidents, Anecdotes and Adventures of the Journey

Name: Ocean to Ocean on Horseback: Being the Story of a Tour in the Saddle from the Atlantic to the Pacific; with Especial Reference to the Early History and Development of Cities and Towns Along the Route; and Regions Traversed Beyond the Mississippi; Together with Incidents, Anecdotes and Adventures of the Journey
Author: Glazier, Willard W.

Glazier, Willard W.

United States -- Description and travel

At nine o'clock I was once more on _Paul's_ back possessed of a stronger
sense of satisfaction than had been mine for many days. The truth is, I
had missed my four-legged companion sorely. Reached Augusta at noon. I
had a good old-fashioned dinner; and the horse something that was quite
satisfactory, and at four o'clock we started on again for Kalamazoo.
Soon after I left the village a thunder-shower came up, but there was a
convenient tree at hand and we were not slow in reaching it. Thinking
that all was well I again put spur to _Paul_ and we started forward,
this time coming in sight of the little village of Comstock, three miles
east of Kalamazoo, before our progress was interrupted. Off in the
distance the warning whistle of an approaching train broke in upon the
stillness; the familiar rumble of wheels followed, and in a moment more,
as it was rushing by, _Paul_ made a leap of forty feet over the
embankment. He was good enough to leave me and the saddle behind. It was
a narrow escape and I was severely stunned, but was soon up again
getting my bearings. I found my horse standing in the stream stripped of
everything except the bridle, and, with the exception of a slight trace
of nervousness in him, looking as though nothing unusual had occurred.
We reached Kalamazoo a little later, and there I wrote to Mr. Bulkley as
follows:

                                                 KALAMAZOO, MICHIGAN,
                                                  _August 18, 1876_.

    J. M. BULKLEY, ESQ.,
       _Secretary Custer Monument Association,
             Monroe, Michigan_.

    DEAR SIR:--I have the pleasure of transmitting to Judge Wing,
    through Major R. F. Judson, the net proceeds of my lecture,
    delivered in this place on the evening of the sixteenth instant. I
    desire to accompany my gift with an acknowledgment of many
    courtesies extended by the press and band of this patriotic village.
    I resume my journey this afternoon and shall speak at Niles, South
    Bend, and Laporte before the close of the present week. Hoping that
    your brightest anticipations for the "Monument" may be most fully
    realized, I remain

                               Very sincerely yours, WILLARD GLAZIER.

This letter I preserved, as I wished to have all the correspondence upon
the subject of the "Monument" for future reference.


One Hundredth Day.

                                                   _Dyckman House_,
                                                  PAW PAW, MICHIGAN,
                                                 _August Nineteenth_.

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