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VOL. I.
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M’MINNVILLE, OREGON, AUGUST 27, 1886.
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■ V. V. JOHNSON, M. D.
Northwest corner of Second and B streets,
tcMINNVILLE
OREGON.
Ma, be found nt his office when not absent on pro-
kioual busiuess.
LITTLEFIELD & CALBREATH,
’hysicians
M c M innville
TELEPHONE
MISS CRUSUS.
Mr I ady D »Ian my Lady Disdain,
Of contumelious tn an,
Aa proud and as cold as In day» of old.
Tne proudest and coldest queen:
With your ulilseied face and your stately
grace.
You tyrannize over men;
And your beauty rare makes us all da-
spa r;
But your beaatr will fa do—
Wbat then?
My I,adv Disdain, my I.adr Disda n,
Vou re lovely, and gay and young,
I agri-o in sooth there is naught like
youth.
As poets ham often sung:
But the years go bv as the swallows fly
With swirtnass beyond our ken.
You are radiant now w.th your white,
smooth brow;
But the wrinkles will come—
Wh»t thou?
My Lady Dlsdan. mv Lady Disdain,
You ve servants at call and beok.
And .ewels most rare gleam amid your
hair
Or sparkle upon your no- k
You nave wealth at hand that you may
command
By dipp ng a golden pen.
And an income one. that I wish was mine;
But your futlior may fail—
W but then?
—Rambler.
and Surgeons, THE DIAMOND DOLLAR.
AND LAFAYETTE.
OR.
J F. Calbreath, M. D.. office over Yamhill County
ink McMinnville. Oiegon.
D., office on Main street,
H R. Littlefield, M. D
ifayette, Oregon.
Which Illustrated the Ups and
Downs of Journalism.
"Worst thing in the world for weak
eyes, young woman.”
The young woman looked up from
tho magazine in her lap anil smiled at
Physician and Surgeon,
her gray-bearded mentor on the oppo
:MINNVILLB
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site side of-the street car. She sm led
>111«, and re-idrnce on D »troot
AU calls promptly
with her whole faoe—dimpled chin, red
wared day or night.
cheeks, full lips; even tho eyes behind
the convex glasses of her princenes
DR. G. F. TUCKER,
twinkled.
DUALIST,
“Thank you," she said, shutting the
I was merely
HONNVIIXE
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OREGON. book softly, "I know it.
glancing at the pictures.”
IflceTwo door» east of Bingham's furniture
Then she turned her amused glance
tsuglilng gas administered for painless extraction.
toward the front part of the car, and
met the eyes of the driver staring
CHAS. W. TALMAGE,
straight at her. His face lighted up
when her glance met his, and with his
rough glove he patted the left side of his
Conveyancing and Abstracts a Specialty.
coat, ns though it shielded something
LL ECTING ATTENDED TO PROMPTLY! which concerned her.
The car was one of those little-wheeled
Office-Manning Building, Third street.
boxes locally known as the "Pound
Gap Bobtail»,” which ply between
Cincinnati and its Kentucky suburb,
ST. CHARLES HOTEL
Newport. The driver, sole autocrat,
dividing his time among the mules, the
passengers and tho small boys who
everywhere mark bobtail cars for their
>1 and $2 House. Single meals 25 contB.
own, was muffied to the mouth in an old
1» Sample Booma for Commercial Men oil-skin coat, belted at the waist with a
leather strap. His cap was pulled down
F. MULTNER. Prop.
to shield his face from the rain, into
the teeth of which he was forced to
drive, and when he entered the car to
W. V. FRIGE,
collect the fares his heavy cowhide
boots completed a grotesque picture,
which would have attracted attention
even in Castle Garden. Evidently he
cared less for style than for comfort
Up Stairs in Adams’ Building,
"What is the fare to Newport?”
IINNVILLE
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"Ten cents, please.”
I started at the musical voice, and
looked at the man closely.
M'MINNVILLE BATHS!
"Wh-a-a-tP” I said, "not Ferguson,
Ing bought out A O. Windham, I arh prepared to
of the Gazette?"
do all work in tint-class style.
“Same party, dear boy, same party,”
les’ and Childrens’ Work a Sreclalty! He
laughed in the honest, whole-
Hot and Cold Baths always ready for 25 cents.
FBBY MAX AX A KT 1 MT. souled way that I knew so weH, rang
the bell of his punch twice, smiled at
C. H. Fleming,
the pretty girl, who seemod to enjoy
Third street, near
McMinnville. Oregon
my suprise, and then clattered out to
his place at the brake, where I present
L. I t O O T,
ly joined him.
—DEALER IN—
“This is rough, Ferguson, deuced
rough—twelve dollars a week and
oceries, Provisions.
seventeen hours a day! Can’t you do
better than this?"
Crockery and Glassware. "Classical occupation, dear boy.
One of the children of Greek mythology,
ill goods delivered in the city.
you will remember, aspired to drive a
car—his father’s car, but while his routo
was a trifle dryer than mine”-----
JSTER POST BAND, “It was not necessary to make a guy
of himselfincow-hide boots. Thatgirl
The Best in the State.
inside is laughing at you."
“I know it. She always does when
»pared to furnish music for all occasions at reason
able rates. Address
»he rides with mo.”
looked through the glass door of
. -I. ROWLAND, the He car,
and again patted the side of
Business Manager, McMinnville.
his coat when he met the young
woman’s eyes. The gesture seemed to
please her.
“Another case of the maiden and the
M'MINNVILLE
coachman,” remarked Ferguson, as he
slowed up to take on a passenger.
Evidently he had lost none of his high
spirits since he had drifted out of jour
nalism into the street-carservice.
Corner Third and D streets, McMinnville
“But seriously now, don’t you know
her?”
GAN BROS. & HENDERSON. "No, I can not say that Ido,” I »aid,
•everely.
Proprietors.
"That's Virginia.”
I looked again at the girl. She was
e Best Rigs in the City. Orders as charming a specimen of young
womanhood as is often met with even
iptly Attended to Day or Night,
in the cultured parts of Kentucky.
The infantile cheeks and dimpled chin
toned down the severity of her eye
glasses, and from the brown plume in
iier hat to the narrow toe of her shoe
she was what is popularly known as
“stylish.” Du Maurier might have
BILLIARD HALL.
copied her pose for that of one of his
high-bred women.
Strictly Temperance Reaort,
“Yes, sir. that's Virginia. You have
laughed at mv verses to her three years,
loodtD Church roemb-r» Su the centrer, not
and if we drop aH the passengers before
withstanding
the end of the route is reached I will
take you inside and present you. She
knows you by name already. I have
rphanN’ Home” talked with her about you a hundred
times. She likes that little story of
vottrs, ‘The Cruise of the Mermaid,’
TONSORIAL PARLORS,
immensely, and always looks up your
column the first thing in the Clarion."
ily fir»t c I m *. and the only parlor like ahop in the
Then he seemed to drift into anothei
city. None but
line of thought.
“Yes. sir, it is rough,” he »aid,
"eighteen hours a day, seven days in
the week, is too manv hour* for a man
door south of Yamhill County Bank Building.
to work; but, thank God, I am done!
McMIMWVILLB, OREGON
This js my last trip. I have somethin»
S. A. YOUNG-. M. D.
ial Estate and Insurance Agent,
ie Leading: Hotel of McMinnville.
1HOTOGRAPHER
in, Feel and Sale Stables,
RPHANS’ HOME”
H. H. WELCH.
nere —lie tappea tne lelt side of
his oil-skin coat, again—“which has
put me on mvfeet. Virginia and I had
several blocks, alone, together, this
morning, and she knows. That’s what
we are so gay about. You remember
that ‘Diamond Dollar?' ”
Did I remember it? It was that
“Diamond Dollar" that cost Ferguson
his desk on the Gazette. Not more
tiian two months ago lie was as dapper,
well-dressed and apparently successful
a man as there was in the Cincinnati
reportorial fraternity. His duty was
the covering of tire news along the river
front» of the Kentucky towns facing
and above Cincinnati, and, being a
graceful writer, he managed to get in
a column or two of breezy special mat
ter on misceil tneous subjects each
week—every column of such matter
being a clean addition of five dollars to
his not princely salary.
It was nine o’clock one Thursday
night when word came over the tele
phone wires from the fire chieftain's
office that the tow-boat Ohio Greyhound
was burning at her landing, three miles
above Newport. In lift ion minutes
camo tho supplementary report that
her entire tow of seven barges was
doomed, and that John Stacv and
"Stumpy,” tho cook, were missing—
presumably burned with the wreok.
"Ferguson can have tivo columns for
chat,” complacently remarked the city
editor. "Hare, Newport, get a rig;
jump out there; find Ferguson and help
him. Get in as much as possible before
twelve, and, if it promises good matter
after tliat. wire the facts. We will
dress them up.”
At half-past twelve o’clock I was
again at the office with the skeleton
article. The fire had taken place early
in the afternoon. Three lives and $65.«
000 worth of property were lost. I had
seen nothing of Ferguson. But while
I was making a hasty oral report to
this effect Ferguson strolled into the
office. He was at peace with himself
and the world, and his stiff, white col
lar lifted itself immaculately above his
black tie and unruffled shirt front.
‘•Nothing moving,” he said, airily,
as he placed the day’s report on the
editor sdesk. "Everything dead along
the river to-day.”
"No fights nor fires?” asked the city
editor in his blandest tones.
“Nothing; but here is a little special
that will look well in the Sunday sup
plement. I have been up to the library
iooking up points far it all afternoon.
With a scare head—first line. ‘The
Diamond Dollar!'—it will prove as
good matter as actual news, and----- •’
“There is no aetual news, then?”
“Nothing of importance.”
By this time the telegraph men, tne
managing editor, half of the local forco,
and even one or two of the brevier
writers, had drifted into the city room,
wheie they floated about aimlessly,
waiting for the explosion that was to
lift the unfortunate Ferguson. But,
suspecting nothing, he continued his
panegyric on the Diamond Dollar.
"Unless you call this piece of special
matter news, there is none. But it will
be news to most of the readers. It
deals with the subject of rare coins,
giving the dates and the values of all
United States coins worth more than
their face value. There are hundreds
of pieces in daily circulation for which
collectors would give twenty times
their value as bullion. This article
will serve to tell the people what dates
of coin are in demand, so that they
may watch the money that passes
through their hands and sell the rare
coins at a premium. There is one dol
lar, of the mAitage of 1804. which is
worth $¿00.”
For the past few seconds the city
editor had been rapidly writing upon a
slip of paper, and here he interrupted
enthusiastic remarks about the valuable
dollar.
“Yon know the rule of the office,
Mr. Ferguson,” he said, in an icy tone;
"no man with us gets a chance to be
grossly scooped twice. You have failed |
to catch one of the most sensational
fires of the year, although you had
twelve hours in which to <io it. Here
is an order on tho counting room for
your money up to Saturday night
You have my best wishes for your
future. Good night!”
That was how he lo3t his desk on the
Gazette, and. breezy writer that ho was,
in three months he had found it necess
ary to take up the lines of a street-car
driver’s life or starve.
“You remember that Diamond Dol
lar?” he said again, after answering
the sharp clang of the bell above his
head by bringing the car to a stop long
enough for the gray-bearded talker to
alight: "well, curiously enough, I
have found one nt them. I should
never have known its value had I not
collected the data for that unfortunate
article of mine; and----- ”
"Do you mean me to understand that
you have found a dollar of 1804, act-
nallv worth $500?”
"Precisely so, dear boy. Drivers
handle a great deal of silver, and
among the money m my pocket last
night I found this.”
He had unbuckled his belt, unbut
toned his coat, and with some difficulty
brought out in his gloved fingers a
worn silver dollar, without the milled
edges which characterize the late issues
of tho coin. He was singularly excited.
Ho looked at the piece of silver as a
a doomed man might look at an unex
pected reprieve. It meant another 1
start in life, a chance to build up wealth
and reputation on »journal of his own;
it meant a wife; it gave him Virginia.
His hand trembled slightly with the
tumult of his thoughts. One of the
car’s front wheels, strack a stone,
jumped ths track, and for a few seconds
the vehicle jolted violently ever the
cobble stones. Ferguson s face sud-
uentv tiirnen io tn a color oi asnes.
He leaped over the dash-board sur
rounding the platform, groped in the
mud under the car wheels, and then,
with his lips set tightly together,
handed me a battered and bent piece
of silver. I was the diamond dollar.
It had slipped from his uncertain grasp,
and the sharp flanges of the car-wheels
had ground the date and figures from
its face and b>>nt it almost out of resem
blance of a coin.
Then Ferguson took up the lines
again, and from his present prospects the
people who ride behind him wdl con
tinue to laugh at his old dress and asso
ciate him in their minds with the mules
he drives for months, or perhaps years,
to come. He knows that there are
half a dozen morals to be extracted
from his little story, and has given me
permission to publish it.-—C neinmzZf
Enquirer.
NO. 22
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!
A NARROW ESCAPE.
A. Pack-Pwddlei-’e Adventure lu the House
of Bender, the Western Ylarderer.
VERY
DETERMINED.
An Old Fellow Who Boycotts Variune Pa
tron« of the United States Mail.
“On two different occasions I ate
A traveling post-offioe inspector went
dinner at the cabin of old Bernier, the up into Scott County a few days ago
Kansas fiend,” said a pack-peddler to a (nr the purpose of investigating certain
reporter. “On the first occasion the reported crookedness. One afternoon
old man was away and I saw only two he reached a small cabin situated near
women about the place. Six months a lonely road. He stopped, intending
later, when I called again, it was about to get a drink of water, and as be
el -ven o’clock in the forenoon. Then drew near the house, was astonished at
I saw old Bender for the first time. I seeing a sign-board bearing the follow
have beard him described as a pleasant ing inscription: “Poost ofis.” An
faced old man whom no one would old follow with grizzly beard and a
suspect, but, I tell you, the very first hairy chest—displayed, as his shirt was
look at him put me on my guard. For unbuttoned—came out, and merely
the first time in a year 1 felt that rny nodding to the inspector, sat down on
life was in danger. The same two slat
ternly women were about the house, a stump.
“How are you?” said the inspector.
and there was a young man whom I
"Tol’ble.”
took to be old Bender’s son. This
“Have you some fresh water bandy P”
MAKING A BUSINESS.
young man disappeared soon after 1
“Plenty uv it down tharin the branch.
arrived, but whether ho hid in the
How a Shrewd Young Wife Found Employ-
I One uv ther boys shot my bucket all
house
or
rode
off
across
the
prairie
I
ployment for Her Husband.
never knew. Bernier’s women pur ter pieces, an’ sence then I hafter go
During the business depression of chased about two dollars’ worth of no ter ther branch when I wanter drink.”
Just then a man, mounted on a mule,
five years ago, a man called one morn tions, and the old man dickered with
ing at the basement door of a house in mo for an hour over a gold watch. It rode up and asked: “Mr. Plummer.
any letters for meP”
the upper part of the city, with a seems he had but a small stock of cash, I got “Yas,
thar’s one here. Bill Patterson,
but
ho
offered
me
persona)
property
in
basket on bis nrm. The servant who
exchange. He had three or four silver j but you kain’t git it. Go on away
answered his knock supposed he was a watches, all of which had been carried, from here, or I’ll make yer wush yer
beggar, but something in the man's ap two or three revolvers, two bosom pins I hadn’t come.”
“Wush yer would give it ter me.”
pearance when he asked for “the lady made out of lumps of pure gold and
“Yas, and tho nigger wushed that
of the house” forced her to ask her three or four pairs of valuable ouff-
ther ’coon would come down outen
buttons.
We
had
nearly
effected
an
mistress, who was in the kitchen, to
when he suddenly decided to ; I ther tree, but he didn’t come.”
step to the door. The man removed exchange
“Say, Mr. Plummer—”
leave the matter open until after dinner.
his hat, and then uncovered the con
“Shut yer mouth an’ say nothin, an’
“Dinner was announced soon after
tents of his basket—delicious white, twelve o’clock. 1 took my pack with mor'n that you’d better mosey away
round, codfish balls, ready for frying. me into the dining-room, where I found (rum here.”
The man rode away, and the Inspec
He told his story. He was a book the table set for one. There were three tor,
addressing the postmaster asked:
keeper, but the firm had failed, and he rooms in the house. The front room
“Why didn't you give that man his
was a general sitting-room and ofiice
was without a position, and had been combined. Bender kept a sort of tavern, letter?”
for months. His wife, a New England you know, anti travelers had this front
“’Case he worked ag’In me when I
girl, was an excellent cook, and had room. The next room back was the run fur jestice uv tner peace."
decided to make two dozen codfiFh dining-room and family room combined.
“Yes, but the Government doesn’t
balls, if he would take them round, There was a bedroom leading off. On care nnv thing for that.”
and try to sell them. Here he was. the walls of this family room were a
"Reekon not, but I do.”
The price was five cents apiece, and few old-fashioned prints iu old-fash
“But vou we-e appointed to serve the
they cost about four; if he sold the two ioned frames; a shelf on which stood a people.’'
dozen he would make twenty-five clock and a few scant evidences of
“les, an’ I sarve ’em, too— carve
cents, and that was more than he had women's presence. The back room gome uv them like old Nick.”
earned in months. Half of the quan was the kitchen.
“Mv friend, I am a traveling post-
tity were bought at once, and a note
“I had my eyes wide open when I office inspector, an’—”
written to a neighbor urging her to be entered that dining-room, and the very
“AU right, then, travel.”
come« customer for the balance, and
“If 1 report you to the Post-oflice
first thing I noticed was that the table
partner in drumming up other custom, was set lengthwise of the room, and Department, winch I shall be very apt
ers if the fish cakes proved to be as that my chair and plate had been so Ui do, you’ll travel.”
good as they looked. The man went placed that my back would he toward
“Reckon not. This establishment
away, with tne promise of help if his the kitchen door, which was not over b'longs ter me, an’ nobody’s got a right
goods deserved it- He was to call the five or six feet away. Had it been at ter tell me ter git out.”
next day. for the decision. The two the other end my back would have been
“How long have you had this office?"
women reserved a part of their pur toward the ofiice door. The first move
“Ever sense I built it."
chase to cook and distribute to their I made was to turn the chair around to
“I mean how long have you been
friends and neighbors, on the ground the side and sit down. I now faced the postmaster.”
that “the proof of the pudding is the bedroom door, and had the other doors
“’Bout a year, I reckon.”
eating.”
At this juncture, an old fellow, cau-
to my right and left, while there was
The fish-balls were delicious, and no window behind me. The younger i tiouslv picking his way among tho
immediately after breakfast each wom woman was in the room and she looked bushes, approached the postmaster,
an cooked the balance of her pur at me in a queer, strange way as I up who. upon seeing him, sprang to his
chase, deposited the fish-balls in bas set the arrangements she had per feet and exclaimed:
kets, and went about among her friends fected. Bender did not look into the
“Whut in thunder do you want hero,
to get orders for the man. The
—... result
___ 1. room for two or three minutes, and I Abe Smith?”
was that the third weekly delivery in then retired without speaking.
A I “(’ome artcr that paper.”
the neighborhood was from a hand minute later he passed around the
“Didn't 1 tell yer that yer kain’t git
cart pushed by a stout German boy, house and entered the kitchen by the ft ?”
while the proprietor attended to his back door. While I could not see him,
“Yas, but I 'lowed that yer mout
customers. In two months he had to I heard him and the woman whispering change yer mind."
deliver certain days in certain districts. together, and I caught the words as
“Wall, I hain’t. When ver refused
he had so many orders; besides, h<'kept
h'v her-
tor lend me yer slide an’ hoss tuther
a stock on hand at his house at nil '
,j
,„ii you he did it himself.'
week I told yer that yer couldn't git
-I tell
times. In one year the lower part of a | “I < onI<1 not catch a word from him, nothin' else outen this office.”
I
house was given up to the business, and directly he went out and she came
“I’m er goin’ ter git that paper.”
and restaurants, as well as private in with the rest of the eatables. Her
“Not lessen yer air a better man than
families, were his customers.
face was flushed and her manner very I sin."
A friend of the first man. in the nervous. She put on a plate of bread
“An’ that’s erbout whut I think."
same financial condition, whose wife and a platter of meat and then went
“Wall, help yerse'f.”
made good bread, camo one morning out for the coffee. As she set the cup
an:
With agility surprising
for such old
with the seller of the codfish balls hav and saucer on the board she partly up men, they grappled each other and be
ing small, lovely loaves of bread which set, the cup and sp iled half (he con- gan a desperate struggle. Abe Smith
he sold at five cents per loaf. He, too, t nts on the table.
succeeded in throwing the postmaster.
made so many customers by the su
“‘Excuse ma—I’m sorry,'she said, “Now,’’ said Smith, as he began to
periority of his bread that six months ss I shoved back to keep the hot liquid choke old Plummer, “goin’ ter let me
later found him delivering bread and from dripp ng on my legs.
j have that paper?”
rolls from a wagon. The bread re
A gurgled “yes" came from the post
“ ‘Never mind—no harm done,’ I
mained the sarno delicious liome-msde replied.
master’s throat. Smith released his
bread, made by his wife and women
“ ‘It was so careless of me. You had hold and suffered Plummer to get up.
whom she trained; twice a week he de better change your seat to the end
“Wall,” said the postmaster as he
Stood brushing fragments of leaves and
livers tea biscuit. Both men have in while I sop it up.’
five years’ time bought the houses in
“ ‘O, don’t mind. I'm not hungry bark from his beard: “I reckon I wua
which they live.— Christian Vnion.
and shall eat but a few mouthfuls any sorter mistaken in yer. I didn’t know
way. I forgot to tell you that I pre that yer wuz sich er nice man. Come
j in, Abe, an’ git yer paper fur yer have
Saved by a Froof-Reader’s Error. ferred water to coffee.’
‘•She gave me one of the queerest earned it like a white man.”
The Texas Court of Appea’s, the looks I ever got, first flushing up and
“Ain’t thar a letter fur me, too?”
"Yas."
criminal branch of tiie Supreme Court, then turning pale. Spilling that coffee
"Wall, I want it.”
has rendered an important decision in was a put-up job to get mv back to the
a case agninst Knights of Labor. Two kitchen door. 1 suspected it then; a I “Kain’t git it, Abie. Yer fit fur ther
paper an' not fur ther letter.”
Knights during the Southwestern strike few months later I had plenty of horri
“Got ter have it, Plummer.”
went down the Missouri Pacific road ble proofs. Before the meal was fin
"Not lessen yer whup me ergin."
ished old Bender looked in from the
“BT’evc I ken do it.*'
from Alvarad > to Waco, and deliber kitchen door and drew back, and when
ately disabled an engine. They were I shoved away anil entered the otHce
“All right, Abie."
convicted under the section of the he was not there and did not show up
They went at it again; pranced
penal code, which provides a punish for five minutes. When I went to din •round, striking at each other. Final
ment “if anv person shall wilfully and ner a double-barrelled shotgun stood ly Plummer struck Abe a heavy blow
m.schievou-fy injure or destroy any in a corner of the office. When I ami felled him, then, seating himself
growing fruit, corn, grain, or other came out it was gone. The old man on the prostrate man, he said:
agricultural product or property, real came in after awhile, and it was easy
“Don't want ther letter, do yer,
or personal,’ etc. The court bolds that, to see that he had to force himself to Abie?”
owing to the lack of a comma after converse. I paid him for the meal
“Reckon not, Plummer.”
••product,” the offense of the Knights aiid wae ready to go. It was a lonely
"All right, come erhead an’ git yer
is not covered by the law.— N. Y. Post. road I had to travel, with no other “paper.”
When Abe had gone, the postmaster
house for miles, and it suddenly struck
—A member of a Georgia grand jury me that the younger man had gono on turned to the inspector and said:
"Want any thing outen me?”
said: “We can hardly be expected to to lie in ambush and shoot me in case I
"No. I believe not.”
indict men for carrying concealed escaped assassination at the house. For
"Had er letter here an’ I didn’t want
weapons when the major pjirt of the a minute or two I quite lost mv sand,
jury themselves are ballasted to their and you can judge what a relief it was yer ter have it yer wouldn't argy ther
s>«ts during the deliberation by the to me to see a team drive up with three p’int, would yer P”
"I don't think that 1 should.”
weight of a pistol in their bip-Docket.” men in the vehicle and room for one
"Don't want no truck with me ?”
— me area bfUnXinam. on i apei ou, more. They stopped to water the
"None.”
which is quite popular as a summer re horses and chat a few momenta, and
Wall, then, good-bye. Got ter go
sort. grows smaller every year, the on rdhdily gave me a lift on my way.” — tn “ now
an" make up tfier mail.”— Ar-
slaught of the ocean, when storms pre N. Y. blrsr.
! tansirw Traveler.
vail, breaking away the bluff and wash
— inc Kiveriitle f< -al.) Press makes
ing the sandy cliff into the ocean.
—It is a and comment upon the hard
Where the ma n street of the village the statement that four hundred colo
was twenty years ago, the snrf of the nists in Southern I’alifornia occupy luck which pursues some men that
Atlantic rolls. Several cottages of lees than twelve acres each, and yet Henry Nolle, a poor cobbler, wh< lost
fishermen and villagers, situated near they clear up from ♦'.MKI to *1 500 net his life while trying to save a woman
the bluff, have been undermined in on their small tracts, and meantime and her child from death, has been
buried in the Potter's Field, Here is a
years past, and several buildings have lire in real elegance.
noble fellow who deserved a montt-
recently been abandoned u unsafe.
—A settlement near Tacoma. VV. T., , nient, and he got a pauper's grave as
The original fishing hamlet ie rapidly
go ng out to sea, and the old village has the euphonious name of Saccotaah i the reward of his heroism.— !f. Y.
Christian I'nien.
will be entirely obliterated before long Valley.