The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1873-04-23
NELLIE wILpLOfE.
BgJ, R. T.

Sierras In the Southern Mines ole
beautiful May afternoon, loaded down
with a party of Eastern tourists, on
their way to tho Big Trees and Yose-
mite, by way of Sonora. The driver,
. genial, commu NEGATIVE individual,
who had driven on that line for years,
glanced around upon the passengers
who sat upon the top of the coach,
and speaking to one of them, who, al
though not one of the tourists, had
made himself very agreeable by his
chatty, snecdotal style ofconversation,
asked if he remembered the locality
through which they were passing.
al should say did, Sam, for mined
in this bar three years during the l'ig
excitement in these diggings," replied
the individual addressed.
"Hudson's Bar was before my
time" said the driver, as he threw his
long lash over the back of the nesr
wheel-horse. .fa,a'llH- ,
ayes, you commenced mining
In '57, and the bars palmy days were
in '54,' returned the other. . ~ I'd
".Perhaps the gentlemen wouldn't
mind listening TO that Wildlovo yarn,
Bill, and as we've got an honr or so
before sundowh twill help to pass
the time,' insinuatcd driver, who
hoped to draw his friend out and keep
his passengers awake, as well rs
relieve himself of the sometimes sense
less questions propoundcd by his
outsiders" 80 .0..l
IF you have no objection, sir, we
would like to hear the story" said a
Boston merchant who occupied O scat
next to the Californian.
Well" commenced the passenger
+. addressed, "you probably noticed
short distance back, a collection of
deserted huts, once u thriving mining
camp, filled with men of every char
actcr from all parts of the world,
seeking that all-absorbing object of
the day-gold. The town-for it
boasted a " Bella Union" Hotel, Post
Office, and scor5 of saloons, besides
the houses, cabins and places OF busi-
: ness of the inhabi ,ants-was called
Hudson's Bar, and did not enjoy the
most enyiable reputation for law and
order. aia
"During the Spring of SO there
came to Hudson's Bar two persons,
fiom no one knew where, who ex-
erted great Influence upon the COM
muniiy almost as soon as they
alighted in front of the hotel One of
them was q wo man.. and such y
woman! Beauty Is no name for the
charms she possessed. A deep blue
eve that ST rkled like q snakes and
seemed to look you through and
through; a face that was that of
chilps in appearance, surrounded by
waving yellow hair that hung like
cascade Of amber over her shoulders,
which, like the rest Other form, were
Il beautifully rounded and of delicate
mould. Her companion was a man
whose manner indicated the man Of
the world, and withal sharper. one
of those men who in cities have tho
prefix of confidence TO their names.
Ills general appearance was not at all
preposscssing to the reade!. of human
nature, although he was we'll calcu-
lated to operate successfully in his
profession. The residents of the
Bar discovered shortly after their
arrival that the names of the two
travellers as written upon the hotel
register were George Wildlove and
lady; but as women were seldom
designated 'ladies in those days, the
hotel keeper said no guessed he meant
she was his WIFE
"The two aew arrivals soon came
ont In their true colors. He was a
gambler, and she flirt and coquette.
In the wild, free life of the mines
such things were taken as matter of
course, and hundred rough men
would have given all they possessed
for smile from Nellie Wildlove.
The influence the woman exerted
over these men, caused many dollars
to aOw-into her husbands faro-bank
at the Arcade, for she generally
wound up lively conversation with
some rich Missourian or Southerner,
who owned paying claim below
the dam,' by telling him that no one
knew what might happen if GEORGES
bank was fhroke,' leaving her victim
TO infer that if he succeeded in hreak-
ing the financial venture of Wildlove,
an elopement might be in order.
Days rolled on, however, but Wild
n loves affairs only grew more pros
porous, although his layout was
surrounded night and day by crown
ofmen eager to break that bank, and
see what Miss Yellowhair would do
about it : but the crash never came,