It is certainly the cheapest for us
La Crosse folks to go. We don't know of a place where, for the money
invested, one can have so much fun and get so much health. You can leave
La Crosse at 5:45, and arrive at Sparta at 6:20, after a delightful ride
of thirty miles, and you will enjoy a race, your train beating the
Northwestern train, and running like lightning. If you have a pass, or sit
on the hind platform, it will cost you nothing. You can walk down town, at
small expense. You want to take supper before leaving home, if economy is
what you are seeking in addition to health. Go to Condit, at the Warner
House, and talk as though you were looking for a place to send your
family, and he will hitch up and drive you all over town. Tell Doc.
Nichols you never tried a Turkish bath, but that you are troubled with
hypochondria and often wish you were dead, and that if you were sure the
baths would help you, you would come down and take them regular. He will
put you through for nothing, and give you a cigar. Then you can get a
tooth pick at Condit's and put your thumb under your vest and go to the
springs and talk loud about railroad stocks and bonds and speculating in
wheat. (It takes two to do it up right. Frank Hatch and the writer are
going down some night to "do" the watering place).
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