Arizona weekly miner., 1876-07-07
Letter From San Francisco.
SAN FRANcrsco, June 18th, 1876.

termination not to be troubled with much
 baggage Having this in view, he made his
 baggage to consist of little less than one
 and half shirts and one pocket banker.
 chief The morning of May 2sth dawned
 clear and bright, and found us jogging
 through Peoples Valley. Flocks of sheeI
 and herds of cattle met our view. Broad
 fields of corn and other grains were show
 ing their first tender green above the dark
 rich soil. All these pleasant sights gave as'
 surance of the fertility and future prosper
 ity of this lovely valley.
 The little people will be interested tc
 know that we met Ida Empy at Wicken-
 burg. She looked we'll and happy and il
 the same nice little girl, that she was when
 attending Prescott school.
 A great deal of sand and dust met us both
 before and after reaching the Rio Colorado,
 but we made the best of it. On Tuedsay night, we met with our first adventure in the shape of the heaviest sand storm ever experienced. Oh, ye winds. how it flew! sand in our ears, sand in our eyes, sand everywhere and no means of defense only to button our coats more closely and bear it.
 At 4 o'clock, P. M, on Wednesday, we reached the railroad at Seven Palms. The track is laid some ten miles farther on to- ward Arizona, its present terminus being Indian Wells, where the depot will soon be moved. This will save half day of the worst staging on the road.
 We arrived in Los Angeles Thursday morn- ing. It had been our intention to visit the Public Schools of this beautiful city, but, much to our regret, we found them closed. Dr. Luckey, the Superintendent of Instruc- tions, having resigned his position and gone East
 On Friday evening we stepped on board the steamer bound for San Francisco. My friends, were you ever sea-sick2 then let me give you the benefit of my experience. The delightful motion of the boat up, then down, how glorious, you say. The white seagulls float OCT your head, but you care not for that, you are all absorbed in the delightful 'teeter" your boat is giving you, free of charge. You arejust beginning to grow po- etical and cry out:
 ''The sea, the sea, the beautiful seal" and "Roll on, though deep and dark blue ocean,
 roll!" When, what is the matter with the pas- senger at your side? He has put on a very sour face and placed both hands on his stomach. Pretty soon you find out, for up goes Jonah number one, then Jonah num- Der two. You contemplate their sufferings and hapry smile beams on your counte- nance. Suddenly, you feel rather queer yourself, what can be the matter with youi That fine dinner you ate an hour ago seems 0 be getting rather unnecessary. You don't | mile anymore, all desire to be poetical has eft you. You spout no more of the "beau- iful sea-" But 'tis no use up she goes, po- atoes, ham and eggs. You look sad and nurmur "My dinner, Oh my dinnerl"
 Sunday evening, just as the sun sinks low n the west, you pass through Golden Gate nd San Francisco is reached. Here we had very pleasant visit with Mrs. L. Bashford, Hrs. Foster and children. MT. L. Bashford as full of business as ever, and, with Mrs. ashford intends leaving for the Centennial une 9th.
 Busy, bustling San Francisco, that marvel American cities in its rapid growth, its nterprise and its beauty, we left all too 'on. as the greater wonders of the Centen- ial, and the strong desire to visit home and tends urged us on our journey. NJ. HIS.
 One of our Prescott scientists got back t the other day while expaciating on the 'nkology of this region as exhibited in cer- in shells picked up by little son of Mr. I | 4