Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1874-03-15
San FRANCISCO LETTER.
SAN Francisco. March Q.

promise 10 the ear ana break IL lo the
heart" Acting on this principle. let
us proceed at one To this pleasant re-
treat. from the ccaSele>s turmoil and
false sayety otcity life. The Cliff House
is about six miles from town and IN
sight and sound OF grand old Ocean.
whose ~foam-capped waves roll to your
very feet. recalling every beautiful and
poetical idea eve entertained or read
by one on the subject. 1t is Il lovely
sight at all times. In the broad glare
of day each passing breeze lifts another
wave to kiss the sunlight; but when
fair Diana sheds her silvcry light over
the scene .it renders that beautiful
which is not. and makes what is still
more So" This is the only place III
the United States. or, may be, i'll the
world, that can boast just such Il sea-
lion rock. The horrid-looking wrc:ches
roll and tumble around. Ringing their
leyiatl,an bodies from the rocks into
the water, and crawling up again. Just
for a change. you know. They keep
up a constant barking, and il is not the
sweetest sound you ever heard. To
his must be Il novel sight.
The light houses on III Bonita ana
Fort .Alcatraz send iorth their hlulhG
rays I. lead our vessels safe int mar
Dor. Their revolving lights, seen i'll
the distance. produce Il pretty effect.
Seated on the broad Neranda which
commands this lovely view. we Gaze
with untiring eyes upon the ever
ehaging vet chanyele>s face OF the
watery deep.
"Rou ., ,hou dark and deem b,ne ocean. roll.
Ten thousand leets sweep over thee in vain;
Man marks the earth with ruin.
His control stops on thy shore
Music is furnished by the sweet
toned harp and violin, though 1t is too
public d place 10 trip the light fantaS-
tie; so we gave Miss Terp>icllore the
cold shoulder. some young Ger
mans. inspired by the occasion. sang
most SWcetly" Come. w here My Love
Lies Dreaming" and When The Tide
Comes In We were not toe senti-
mental -" to fail i'll doing justice to an
elegant little supper; and as the moon
light >tfeamed through the open case
mentS. the melody OF those songs was
borne I ourearS on the wings of night.
ANY one who would not enjoy mu-
sic by moonlight in such a scene must
be "a destitute of feeling as Il Japanese
picture is OF perspective. With dash
ing ride home, We once more enter an
artificial state of society, whose veneer
and polish cover. in most instances.
the va;neSt. mere>t deal.
Ladies, if YOU wish to sec
fine dresses, and healthy, hand
some ch;ldren-never mind the gen
tlemen: their deserts are beyond my
weak abilities to portray-attend the
"Jewish Svnagogue." on Stockton
street. The Hebrews form one of the
wealth:est elements of the city. Sat
urdav morning offered an opportunity
OF witnessing some evidence OF that
same. The building itself is very
handsome, and the stained glass win
dows diminish old soils ravs III
such a II as to produce that
dim religion. light" poets love sc
we'll. Bret Harte tells us :. arc
poets; if so YOU take them one-ti.irt
poet. the rest what chance of MAJ. o,
marriage NAV choose to make them.
The boasts a fine organ,
and the choir is excellent; in fact, the
whole service is verv impressive. Tic
ceilin. is irescoed in imitation of The