Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1880-04-11
tFrom nj regular Correspondent
SAN FRANCISCO CORRESPONDENCE.

CurbstOne Reverfes Kearneyltes
are Dead Gudgeons-Law and Or.
Eden Of Female Adventurers-Ths
Tuttle-B auenhardt Mining stock
Bill.
SAN Francisco, April 8, 1880.
EDITOR SENTrNEL:-Sauntering musingly
this morning, along the curb at the inter.
section of Pine and Montgomery streets, ]
was suddenly recalled to a Consciousness Of
things mundane, by hearing my patro-
nymic pronounced in that familiar manner
SO redolent of local cosmopolitanism. Cast
ing an inquiring glance at my unexpected
interlocutor, l was more surprised than
gratified on recognizing the features Of a
w~ell-known disciple Of Blackstone's, now
anchored here, who, while a resident of the
Base Range was considered a promising
young man. Nay, more; he was looked
upon as a sort Of an oracle, who, If not
quite SO wise as the one who reigned in the
Delphian temple during the golden age of
Grecian greatness, was NJ sortheless looked
upon by the fawning parvenues who ate
| salt with him, and who would, did he will
it, willingly perform for him the most
mental of duties-as the embodiment Of
human excellence. Without pausing to
pass the usual matutinal salutations, or
| even to refer to that threadbare subject
the weather. he Immediately plunged in
NEEDLES refs, as it were, giving expression to
what was evidently uppermost in his mind.
Well --, l see the Albion is reported
to have struck it rich" sit appears So"
/ mildly replied. "Have you your infor.
nation from q reliable source p he queried.
eyes from what / consider an undoubted
| source. "Who from-Joe Potts p" / re-
| piled, monosylabilically. mo" do you
think Joe Potts good authority 2" / an
swered somewhat shortly, and if l must
say it, petulantly, that ! thought Joe
Potts as truthful as some whom he knew"
to which he rejoined: s'Then l pity Them"
and hied him across the street to the
| portals Of the Stock Exchange, where we
shall leave him to indulge in his own fan
cies. Had he remained long enough, I
also should have told him that l considered
the Albion foreman both more truthful,
more honorable and more independent, as
regards manhood, and less inclined to sub
nit to upstart insolence, or bend the sup
pie hinge Of the knee, that thrift might
follow fawning, than are many Of those of
his Eureka friends.
THE K~EARNEYITEs
Are dead gudgeons, ever since last election
day. With the close of the polling booths
on that day vent out the light Of hope
from the hearts of the W. G. P. brigade.
Like mightier heroes, Kearney and Kalloch
nave had their day. They have strutted
their last brief hour upon the political
stage, leaving their deluded follow
ers in an infinitely more deplorable
condition than they were when the
doughty drayman and the Illuminating
preacher took up the agitator's cudgel for
them. Things will, however, soon again
begin to wear q more hopeful aspect for the
toiling masses of this metropolis; and if
they will only draw lessons of wisdom from
the mishaps which have befallen them
while acting under Kearney's leadership,
their experience will not have been pur-
chased in vain. 1t is not the first time in
the history Of mankind that the masses
have been led by ignorance and hypocrisy,
and however we may deplore the first, al
ways born of early neglect and vicious sur
roundings, we can not do other. If we be
sincere, than to utterly dispise the second,
when exemplifed in the person Of one who
can not plead ignorance as q justification.
Kearney's ignorance might be forgiven,
while Kalloch's intelligence and educational
training as a minister Of the Gospel ~
should have prevented him from becoming
a ~demagogue, and infaming the minds of
those whose turbulent thoughts it was his
| duty to control and divert into other
| channels, from which they would in time
possibly reap some good. He stands the
| greater criminal than he who, if the courts
or death do not interpose a word in his
favor, in all probability will soon have to
| don the livery Of the House Of Correction.
THE OF SEX
| Has, however, little or no charm and i'm
pose no restraint upon many of those
lively, do as you please demoiselles and
and mademoiselles, who delight to saunter
along the rue Kearney, and while the te-
| dious hours away with some male attend
ant amid the shaded avenues Of the Golden
| Gate Park. This. of all places on this
| whirling planet, is the undoubted terres-
trial Eden Of the dashing, p~retentious and
adventurous. Nowhere else does she
flourish as she does here in this delightful
retreat of the Occident. Here she may
| rest secure from the shafts Of the envious
| gossip mongers who flourish in out of the
way places like the Base Range. Nobody
here will trouble him or herself with how
| she obtained her trinkets and her fine
| clothes, or question her undoubted right
to sail under fine %colors, give herself fine
airs or sip fine wines, as is her daily wont,
if she desires. She may have as many
| and as fashionable lovers as had the famous
| Mel. Gwinn, or the more famous Aspasia,
| without outraging decency or provoking a
word Of reproof from either saint or sim
ner, if she be but discreet, and who SO
discreet, careful and apparently moral and
methodical in her department, than is the
woMAN OF TIL PERIOD?
Here congregate all the ailing, medicine
needing, change-of-air and change-of-scene
seeking, married and unmarried, male and
female firts Of the Coast. Hither from
their various sections do they come, as if
to a Mecca of hope and long anticipated
enjoyments. There are probably more
captivating, husband-tired, busband-hating
women to be found here than in any other
city Of the Union. They come here from
every unhealthy section east Of San Fran
cisco, poor things, to recuperate, gain
J strength, and renew their wasted youth
and freshness by a sniff of the bracing
zephyrs which daily sweep over this PENN
sula. Then, if they do indulge in a little,
quiet, harmless Irritation, what matters it,
so long as the usual, rice. gushing daily
or weekly bulletin is mailed to the lonely,
doting, indulgent, befooled pater familias,
away in some remote nook OF this State, or
more emote camp of ssge-land? Why
should trifing, little, social irregularities
like these be condemned? Did not Moore
write, IF you cannot make love to the lips
that you love, make love to the lips that
you're near pa very sensible incubation,
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