Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1877-06-27
WEDNESDAY
NOTES AND QUERIES.

iunp to the conclusion that we were tC
have a terrific visitation of rain, if moi
snow, for that matter. The fact IS, that
We who live at the foot of the mountains
are quite at the mercy Of mountainous
caprices; Just as the good people who lived in
Herculaneum so many years ago were at the
constant risk of the up-vomiting crater there.
We note that the tender limbs of the cotton
wood suffered by the strenuous driving of this
fierce on-surging blast. There are two views
of the case: one, and the meaner one is, that
the elements having caught the far-pervading
infection which the reiterations of disrespect-
full comment, 50 abundantly breed and com
municate, had vented themselves in malignant
riot upon the cottonwo6ds because forsooth,
those trees have been so commonly and
popularity abused and belittled. Cordelia
was cuffed and snubbed by the minions and
varlets of the servants hall because there
seemed to be the authorization of a powerful
sheer from up stairs. Cinderella's woes were
the result, in fact of most obvious bellttle-
ment at the hands of those who were &C
cepted as in authority. But let us not Sc
riously accuse the elements-the air, the
wide wind, the rain and the thunder clouds
of being capable of doing the part of
funkeyhood. We come to the second and
better reason of this disposition of the cot
tonwood They offered themselves, in all
heroic modesty, and in all the modesty of
heroism, upon the altar of culture and YER
dant loneliness. They said, if any sacrifice
must be made to the fierce passion of the
surging wind let it be ourselves, our leaves,
our limbs, our foliate constituencies 1t was
the uncaring heroism and the unhoping de-
votion of one who is willing to die for
cause. eff any must cotton to this wind,
says the cottonwood, ''its l. And SO she
shed ner downy tears, paid the penalty of
her birth and race, and took the brunt of
the storm. u. The accident which occurred
yesterday morning at the Ormsby House was
very peculiar one. Mr.. and Mrs. E. B.
Rail occupying rooms at that hostelrie,
they had retired at IL o'clock the night be-
fore. At yesterday morning Mrs Rail
was awakened by blaze and smoke which
fared out close to her face. She awakened
Mr.. Rail, and as he got out of bed he dis
covered that the clothes press where Mrs
Rails trunk and wardrobe were was sheet
of fame. He knew he had blown out the
lamp; he knew there was no stove in the
room; and here he was with great volume
Of fire and fame and smoke pouring out of
Saratoga trunk and plain, hard finished
clothes closet He bounced about, fighting
for dear life, exhausted the contents of the |
water pitcher, and then, bethinking himself
of the blankets, stripped his bed, and so,
finally, with the timely help of lodger,
hard by, extinguished the flames Now, |
where did that fire come from Rail says
he discovered rat in the room in the even
ing, and tried to kill him, but failed He |
thinks that rat got to roofing about among
some matches that his boys had about their
clothes-as boys always have-and so the
fire was set. This may be the true theory,
at all events, nobody could have set the fire
without That is simply impossible.
Either it was a case of spontaneous combus-
ton, or the rats did it-rats and matches
The loss is quite considerable A very valu-
able lot of laces and silk dresses were to-
tally destroyed The cover of the trunk was
quite charred, and the door lambs and
wood work of the closet look as if there had
been very hot confagration thereabout.
Mr.. and Mrs. Rail and three children-and
all the inmates of the hotel, indeed-are to
be congratulated on their narrow escape.
A considerable fire occurred at Reno yester-
day, destroying property estimated to be
worth several thousand dollars The place
of it's occurrence is Virginia street, near the
Odd Fellows Hall There was quite
sharp frost here yesterday morning.
Here and again in shaded rooms it
was pleasant to think of fires and
fire places. We know man who found it
not uncomfortable, after his morning shaving
and shifting to court the fellowship of the
kitchen stove, and the warm, steaming COM
pany Of the cook. The courtesies of the
damper and the genial glow of the wash
boiler were not at all to be despised. There
seemed pleasure in the hat-iron and phi
in the contributing wood Gen
sral Bosko headed scouting party yester- 8
lay and sailed out toward the dehnquents
Who are on the Fourth of July subscription.
Iapy oopfaSSad ind0mpnt and not four