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I run the stage line down there, about forty-six miles, twict a week. That's my livery barn over there second wooden building in the town. Sam's my name; Sam Poston." "I never heard of Plum Centre," said Franklin, with some amusement. "Is it as large a place as this?" "Oh, no," said Sam hurriedly, "not nigh as large as this, but it's a good town, all right.
The livery barn of Samuel Poston grew a story in stature, and there was such a thing as hay hay not imported in wired bales. In the little city there were three buildings with bells above them. There was a courthouse of many rooms; for Ellisville had stolen the county records from Strong City, and had held them through Armageddon.
I replied, "With the greatest pleasure, sir," and took a back seat, more becoming to my station. In a few days the chairman of the Committee on Mileage came around to my seat, and said, "Poston, how is this? your mileage is $7,200, and mine is only $300." I replied, "Frank, what is the price of whisky in your district?" He said, "About two dollars and a half per gallon."
At Florence we sent our military transportation back and staid over a day at a tavern to rest. We met there a very agreeable and cultivated gentleman, Mr. Charles Poston, who was en route to his home, somewhere in the mountains nearby. We took the Tucson stage at sundown, and travelled all night. I heard afterwards more about Mr.
Of course these profits will be greatly increased when the company is in a position to smelt its ores at the mine. Its principal office is in Cincinnati, Ohio, and its seat of operations at Tubac, in the Santa Cruz valley. This company is managed in its mining operations by Chas. D. Poston, Esq., a gentleman of much experience on the Pacific coast, and of great energy of character.
Yours truly, C. D. Poston. Lt. Mowry, U. S. A. Fort Yuma, June 2, 1857. News has just come in from the Arizona which represent an awful state of affairs. During the time Mr. Belknap was below at Sonora it was unsafe for him to go out unless accompanied by his friend, Don Gaudaloupe Orosco, and even then it was very dangerous. No news from Sonora nor even an arrival for the last twenty days.
Ehrenberg and our friends but the government came near "crushing us out" by sending a Custom House Collector to consume and destroy what little we had saved from the Apaches. Can nothing be done to rid us of a Custom House? It is no protection. This is a very onerous tax upon our first feeble efforts to develop the resources of this remote and unprotected country. Very truly yours, C. D. Poston.
Poston: he had attained some reputation in the literary world by writing about the Sun-worshippers of Asia. He had been a great traveller in his early life, but now had built himself some sort of a house in one of the desolate mountains which rose out of these vast plains of Arizona, hoisted his sun-flag on the top, there to pass the rest of his days. People out there said he was a sun-worshipper.
In this state of affairs it is scarcely to be expected that the people will meet together in a convention; there was no arrangement for that purpose up to the time of my leaving, and none could be made. We have never had any orders of election from Santa Fe, nor heard of any convention. Yours truly, C. D. Poston.
First, we burn the fence, if we can find it. Then we burn all loose things. We burn the chairs, the table, the bed, the doors Then we rebel; and then we dream. Sam Poston came into the office where Franklin sat on Christmas eve, listening to the clinking rattle of the hard snow on the pane. Sam was white from head to foot. His face was anxious, his habitual uncertainty and diffidence were gone.
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