A Lady in Boomtown: Miners and Manners on the Nevada Frontier - Page 13
from the Civil War, for strangely, the Spanish- American War, from which we had so lately emerged, had not produced any songs of its own. Slowly the night settled down; slowly the hours wore on. We became more serious and quieter; to the accompaniment of scuffling hoofs and harness rattle, beloved old hymns floated softly over the still air: “ Rock of Ages,” “ Lead Kindly Light,” “ Onward Christian Soldiers.” At last the twinkling lights of Tonopah began to flicker in the distance. About midnight we jangled into town, up the main street, and with a quick right turn, came to a stop in front of the post office Much to my surprise, there was quite a crowd of men to greet us. Even at this late hour the arrival of the stage was an event.
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