Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1877-08-18
WAYMARKs.


mutaolilty Oh huulan aHalrS, ina the
discarded bottles that lie all along the
lines Of travel in this State. Friend
less now, they rest along the desert
wastes, +" no enc to love them, none to
caress," yet once they were the objects
Of tender solicitude and loving care:
now battered and broken they recline
like a warrior taking his rest" In
form and color they are as diversified
as the human race. Here is a plebian
looking colored brother, with thick
lips and uncouth proportions, a verita.
BILE Ethiope, in close proximity TO a
red o of the forest, bronzed 10 a
dusky tinge, and cast outside the pale
of civilization. Pale faces abound, of
more delicate mold and lighter color,
brought low by their former associa-
tions, and cast aside when their empti-
ness and want of spirits rendered them
burdensome companions. Some are
lank and lean, and others of alder.
manic proportions. Recently, while
roaming through this city of the dead,
we noticed q gaunt-looking specimen
leaning against a sagebrush, and APP
pearing so utterly forlorn as to excite
our sympathy. The open mouth
seemed To utter low means, which at
first We supposed to be caused by the
wind. Prompted by an impulse we
stopped to listen. We could catch
coleful words Of complaint as follows:
Alas! here l lie, burned by the sun
aud chilled by the cold, cast aside by
nm vr hn ..harfShn1 ma Nata.tnr No..
from my brethren, as we lay costly
ensconced behind the bar at the Cor.
ner, he took me to his heart, and Law
ished his affections on me. He loved
me, and carried me tenderly in his
bosom. lie would not permit the
" winds OF heaven 10 visit me o
roughly" He was proud Of me, and
passed me to his friends, that they
might also lavish tender caresses on
me. They toyed with my lips, even as
the lover touches the warm mouth of
the tender maiden, and | responded to
their embraces, and gently murmured,
" good, good, good, good" with a
gurgling whisper. My protector was
a lawyer, and lie said that to my in
huence he owed his eloquence; my
efforts to stimulate him always met
with q response, and In me he found
the source OF his victories, and to me
he turned in defeat. The world looked
very bright to me. and life seemed as
IL made tor enjoyment; but my day of
triumph was short. His wife looked
upon me rs an i~nterloper, and charged
me with interfering in her domestic
joys. She pleaded with my protector
to cast me aside. /, careless OF her
words, relied confidently on his deep
affection for me. Alas! it was a broken
reed. He suddenly threw me out into
the cold world, and here you see me,
drained to the dregs, and looked upon
as one who has outlived his useful
ness. We listened for further revela-
tons, but the gaunt bottles emotions
evidently overcame him at this stage of
his mournful history, and he subsidized
with a long, low wall Of distress that
sounded like the cry of a lost soul.
ADORNED A sIDEBoARD.
Impressed by the story, we passed
on until we came TO an a~ristocrstic
looking flask, that had evidently seen
better days, and leaned over. 1t
poured forth its lamentations in this
wise: II did not belong to the
vulgar herd, as you can see by the still
visible of my former high
toned lineage. | was q blue blood,
and at one time was exalted to the
place OF honor OF the side board of a
mining magnate. They filled me with
this choicest vintage, and fair hands of
lovely women wantoned with my deli.
cate form. and passed me with eau
attention to their visitors. was
called on TO do honor to their guests.
In fact, i was an indispensable MEM
Der of the household, until a fanatical
society, who inscribed on their ban
ners he symbol OF the Red Cross,
arose with no other object except to
prosecute me. They succeeded too well.
Banisbed from my pleasant quarters,
l was cast aside, aud flung into the
big ditch, where my soul revolts at the
Dastiness and filth in which / am COM
PEELED to wallow."
LA BELLE FRANCE.
He ceased, and a portly looking fell
low took up the refrain. He spoke
with q slightly foreign accent. and re-
counted his troubles with a mournful
earnestness: Il first saw the light in
La Belle France. From the place OF
my birth / was brought to the sunny
slopes of Rousillion, where the vine
hourishes, and the grape ripens. Alter
a time l was filled with the juice of
that delicious production, and laid
in the COO cellars of my owners
A year elapsed, and with micro
companions ] embarked on a sea voy-
age and saw the light again in Eure-
ka. After lying at rest for some time,
a fellow who had made money in
stocks, called for me, with the formu-
la of, set up the wine. barkeep,' aud /
was emptied of my contents, and cast
aside. / fell from my high estate, and
mex appeared on the scene as a beer
bottle. Doing for a year in that ca
pacity, l finally got separated from my
beloved companions, apd here l am, a
broken necked, useless waif and astray,
with none so poor as TO do me rever-
enoe.'" The balance of the discarded
bottles chimed in with wonderful tales
of their former occupations. One be-
longed to the man that elected the
Sheriff. Another cheered up his
owner in q long prospecting trip that
resulted In his owner striking 1t rich,
and deserving his bottle In the hour OF
his good fortune. Still another of a
trip across the continent, but we could
not stay to listen. If the gift OF speech
il continued to these frail waits, we