, 1872-11-25
J0AQUlN'S WIFE.

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1n601l1N'c WIFE
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Mlnnie Myrtle Miller Again on the
KostEuna-Another RasPing OF the
Poet of the Sierras.
From the San francisco Chronicle, Nou. 10.
Mrs. Minnie Myrtle Miller delivered her sec.
ond lecture on "Joaquin Miller, the Poet anG
the Man." to al audience Of about three hun.
dred persons, in Pacific Hall, last evening The
lecture was delivered in clear ringing tone,
and abounded in the most delicate satire. Her
sarcastic illusions to her illustriouB and roman
tic iege were highly appreciated by her hear
ors, and 30 sharp and cutting WAS the vein Of
wit and satire running ali through it that
the audience WAS kept in continual
smiles and good humor. Punctu ally
at o'clock the lecturess EMERGED
from the waiting-room and assembled tile ros-
trum with a quick, decisive step. Her appear
ance Was greeted with applause, which she &C.
knowledged with graceful bow. She was at
tired in modest dress of black silk with white
lace mauye, and delicate pink knot at her
throat. Her hair fell in long lowing curls down
cased in white kid gloves.
She unrclled her manuscript, arranged it on
the table before her and began her lecture.
speaking in q clear, quick tone and an earnest
manner. She began by apo1ogizing for her ap-
pea1ance before San Francisco audience again,
and returning her thanks Tor the yv warm s1. and
hearty reception she had met with in this city.
where she was an entire stranger, Having
briefly explained the hard necessity which droye
her into the 1ecture-deld in the hope Of gain
dren, and assured her hearers that, distaste-
ful as it was to her, she gladly made the
sacrifice in order that her babies might not 20
hungry, she turned her attention to The subiect
Of her lecture. She said II think I know
whereof speak when speak Of Joaouin Miller
When I speak of the Poet Of the sierras I
speak OF one greater than T, the latchet Of whose
literary shoes am not worthy to loosen. He ia
very sensible man, a wise man, q practical man.
and be will view this matter in common sense
aging ne whenever he Thought would not sue
ceed, and this Was wise and necessary. Of
course, II he sees that am likely to fail in this
business, he will condemn me for it with his
usual earnestness;, but i be secs that EN-
to know that he will proffer his kindly assist
ance in getting up the lectures-and consent to
share in the profts.''
:, She referred to an article published in one of
the t,9 9ewspspers, recently, il which sho was
tions, and purporting to show how, as she said,
the guileleHs young poet came down from the
Sierras, fresh from his wigwam fires, to be en-
shared by woman many years younger than he,
and much more inexperienced. She sketched
the life Of the poet III the mines where he
wheeled dirt and shoveled slum for ono month,
when flood washed away all the fruits Of his
labor and he threw up mining in disgust, and,
after roaming the wild woods for while, went
to editing newspaper: But perhaps his great
erable enanarer Of Point Banco. He grew @ tired ir
Of writing editorials. grew tired of all iabor, and
told his printers he must go to the sea-coast for
his health.
So one aa morning aog D,oe he noaRea his spotted
rider and kieain, hia hand to a oyn;1;Gr ~r;len