Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1880-02-05

BilIism and Reservation fraud, by the Catholic
forefathers than any other religious sect and
| never kissed the Pope's toe--mores the
pity.
| PANT AT HIS PRAYERS
Some workmen were blasting the solid ma
sonry under the church and looking for hid
den treasure said to have been buried there,
TO keep Sir Francis Drake from assessing the
church property, as is the practice In some of
our mines of the present day. While oar
| party were watching them operate | catered
the church, kneeled with the rest of the wor-
shippers, and said in Spanish the Lord s
prayer-"El Padre miestro Qui estos en- los
cielos,,' etc. | was rs years old ere l could
repeat the Lords prayer, and cannot do it
vet in English. l learned it while III South
America. A case of clear ground hog even
then. for the fair Senorlta's father said ''ne
prayer, no girl, and quickly learned to pray.
am sure it did me 40 harm barring the wear
and tear of my knees and just a touch of
rheumatism from the cold church floors. Bat
''Inez' was very beautiful. and SO were about
a hundred others that | prayed with and for
in dear old Valparaiso | wish | were there
now, for you take man at rs, strong of limb,
full of health with plenty of money and in
clined to be pious, and let him live as l did
in South America, and he wants to g back;
but the pocket book is weak, though the heart
yearneth. From San Gabrile we returned
u oil ho :
ita," the old home of Gov. Pico, we stopped
for drink of water. Listenng to Mr. Roses
description of his wine growing had made us
all dry.) The refreshing liquid was handed
us in gourd, by the NEST beautiful woman
ever saw in California. l nearly bursted
drinking water SO l could look at her must
have drank nearly barrel, for | dreamed that
night that | was the Carson river and Hub
Parker was filing nae with young cat fish and
she was a mermaid eating them all up. She
must have thought 1 was the originator of the
blue ribbon water brigade and praeticed what
preached. | thought she was the handsom
est angel in America and to my enraptured q |
learned that word in Bodice mind she appear
something like, only better than this;
HBeoEspAFT
A girl of passing beauty, clear olive COM
ple1ien, large, dark, dreamy eyes, now Ian
guild now full of fire and passion, mouth nicely |
formed, lips pouting and half open like de-
icious peach, showing teeth that would rival
Dpals and make a nam desire to be chunk of
chewing gum; and such head and slken
hair, and neck and shoulders and figure, and
and give it up. | can't do her beauty
Justice so I'll quit. Hank Monk would have
said she "were purifier nor bay boss, and
thought so too as drove away full of water
md love. We arrived homo safely and the
,e1t day had Thanksgiving turkey, the
hnnest bird l ever carved The host, see
ng my undisguised wonder, apologized by
aging that when he was in town last he bought
bottle of patent Poultry Vermin Extermi-
lator, and a bottle of the antifat prepare
ion for 800 pound neighbor, and gave them
10Th to his Chinaman with instructions in
God pigeon English, to give one bottle to the
eighbor and the other to the fowls; and by
rue Oriental eussedness the Chinaman had
made a mistake and changed the packages,
nd our anticipated fat turkey had been get
ing outrageously thin on a diet of "Anti-
at. PANT.