Los Angeles daily herald. [volume] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1873-1876, 1874-05-24
LECTURING.
Ghat happened to Mascot ut GaIiatin,
California.
BY "JEEMs PIPES OF PIpEsvILLE."
From the S. T. Alta of May II.

night here was THIS: Riding through
| the village the previous week, on my
way to Anaheim, / noticed one or two
| show bills Of the Wallace brothers at
| or near corner grocery, and finding
| that the ground in the "show" line
had already been broken, thought
| Td wade in with mine-at the same
time getting an encouraging nod of
approval from my friend the stage
driver, Charley Wright, who was good
enough to put me into communication
with Dave Smart, a seemingly first
rate fellow, and proprietor of the
drinking and billiard saloon here, who
promised to put my programmes
around and see to things generally.
| think that this is about the only
place that have visited in Southern
California that l have not met some
body that have not in the early days
seen before.
THE HOTEL.
On my arrival l inquired for this in
stitution, and I found it to be little
yellow cottage, kept in very primative
style by Capt. Williamson, or rather
by his wife, for he was quite an inya-
lid-sick with rheumatism. Sitting
outside the door was a young, rather
pretty girl of fifteen, and nice look
ing Spanish woman Of about forty. l
asked if l could have room for the
night and some supper use Sehor,"
said the lady; the young girl disap-
pearing, evidently not having made
up her mind what sort of person Twas,
what l was doing, where going, or
what l was going to do when l got
there-all my baggage consisting of a
small paper parcel, which contained
my manuscript book" So l went
back to the saloon of Dave Smart,
where [ found about twenty of my
programmes lying upon the table. l
suggested that he might have them
"put roundn as he promised, when he
said, ooh, no! they all know about it
it only takes three or four to bill this
town. l Think you'll get full house;
but
WE'VE HAD so MANY THINGS LATELY
That its hard to get the people out;
now a circus, or niger show, or
bears, is sure to draw; but l guess
you'll do pretty WE'LL"
then went over to see my landlady,
but finding she didn't speak English,
couldn't get along very well with her,
SO, turning to the young girl, asked
her if she knew anything about the
show that night at the "schoOl-house"
on the next street =? She replied, "No,
sir; never heard nothing about it."
This was damper; so l walked
through the village, fully resolved
to speak to the first man met. Came
across q man siX-and-a-half feet in
hight, and of a most austere counte-
nance. l handed him programme,
and asked him if he thought there
would be much of house.
He gave me a very suspicious look,
and reading the programme, said:
"What does it mean? What do you
do ?"
l was speechless; but managed to
say: Its sorter comic and serious,
yer know"
"Oh,n said he, something like
Cough ~
"Yes," says l "only more So"
"Well," says he, "maybe you'll do
pretty we'll; but
WE'VE HAD so MUCH LATELY
That it takes great deal to bring 'em
out !"
then went to the Postoffice to try
and get little consolation. Says to
the Postmaster, "D'ye think there'll
be many at the school-house this eve
ming ?n
"Well, yes; I heard two or three say
they'd 90, and see what it looked like.
but the fact is, we've had so much
lately that its hard to stir them up"
| thought I'd never been in town
where they'd had so much before,
lately. So crossed over to the black
smiths, and asked smithy what he
thought of the prospect.
"Well," said he, "are you the show
man 2"
"Yes," says I.
dwell, what kind of a show is it
something about temperance ?"
yes" says l; Hits quite temper
ate"
"Well, then, 1 wouldn't give a dog
darn for it; "we've had so much lately
O. that sort o. thing, that our folks are
sick of it, and l guess you had better
"make Tracks,
| So off went back to the "hotel,"
where, at halt-past six, l sat down to
my solitary meal, which was very
nice and hugely enjoyed. About half
past seven, thought I'd look into the
saloon of my friend Smart to see if
there were any note, preparation,
sounding, or any inquiry as to the
time of opening. l found two or three
men playing cards, some smoking and
drinking, and outside, the streets de-
serted, dark, desolate and dreary.
Quarter to eight suggested to my
friend Dave Smart it was about time
to eight up" at which idea he started
off as though he'd been shot from a
gun and disappeared in the darkness
l watching him with painful interest
l soon saw gentle light, and heard
the most frantic wringing of bell
1 thought the town was on fire. Back
came Dave Smart, and 1 asked him
what it meant, ooh, says he, "Mr
Sandridge, the School Trustees ant
Mayor of the town, is ringing the peo
pie in, and that's sure to scare up {
good many"
At about quarter past eight
thought I'd venture out, and walking
as thought, in the vicinity of the
school-house-fo it was awful dark
I, with my manuscript book in hand
fell down o big hole, disappearing en-
tirely for awhile, while the only an
swer to my cries for some one to COM
and help me. out, was the lowing of
COW in the distance, and the continues
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