Sacramento daily record-union., 1883-09-15
LETTER FROM THE BAY.
REFLECTIONS PROM sTRoLLs TAKEN
AT EARLY MORNING.
The New Cable cars-The Garfield Pedestal
The Henlo Park Estate-so-
cietY NOTES.-The.


preparations for breakfast, except the de-
livery of the daily bread, which is just at
It's zenith before the carts begin to run,
before the news stands open, but the mar.
kets have all unbarred their doors ; the
groceries have not, nor the dry goods
stores. above whoee half shutters appear
children's stockings hanging with a sug-
pestiveness of Christmas about their empti-
ness, or else rich silks and brocades stroked
into a pyramid of long, powerful folds,
losing all their effect by the raw morning
light, however, like belle who leaves the
ball by daylight. The inhabitants who are
on the streets at this hour are mostly men
and boys, and all of the better class. Why
they are up and where they are going is
what they and heaven alone know. The
matutinal China boy and maid merrily
sponge off the front steps, but as you walk
westward and come among the gardens,
and leave behind those too imminent front
doors, where loaf of bread, measure of
milk and newspaper grouped together
suggest the sum OF civilized mans needs,
wherever there isvegetation there is beauty
on these
EARLY SEPTEMBER MORNINGS.
The leaves are bright and heavy with dews
that do not fall the oolors of the flowers,
especially the pompons of She Robert Lee
iuchsia, now in it's glory, are never so softly
brilliant as at this hour. The little brown
chippies fall, as it seems, out of the euca.
iyptus in cloud, and begin their search
for breakfast, even a humming- bird or two
dart about. If you have taken your dog
with you on your stroll, he will find many
cats, returned from their evening rambles,
and roosting- cat may ever be said to
roost-on the sheltered side of tall,
damp fence, from which coign of vantage
he will proceed to rout her valiantly, bark
ing and crying as she slips adroitly under
the sidewalk and defies him with velvet
nose at crack. But the best sight of all
is when the rolling vapor, at the foot OF
the low western hills, catches the sun, Just
shaking off the fog in the east. Then, by
some atmospheric process, two or three of
the highest placed houses on Holiday
Hights seem to grow half as tall again as
they are, and stand out
LIvID IN EXTREME WHITE LIGHT
Shed on them, who knows whence, and
the tinta and the feeling Of the sky are SO
strange that, watching, one gasps little,
half expecting the turrets to dwindle and
fade away like mirage. In an hour the
heavens are as hard as blue enamel, the
towers are wooden dwelling-houses, the
dewy gardens gasping for the irrigator,
and the busy shops bidding courteous
good morning. No one thing tends to
comfort one for being compelled to live in
the city during this pleasant autumn, like
the new cable car lines which have been in
action for nearly month now. Mounted
on the dummy, high from the ground and
protected by iron bars, one feels like
well-treated citizen, satisfied with the pub
lie spirit of the men who have made such
pleasant travel possible to the million. At
Che end of the line that takes to the park,
a large, comm odious car house is going up,
and looks fresh and airy enough for ball,
with its walls of glass psnes and its spicy
pine rafters. The latest is that this branch
will go through Golden Gate Park to the
Cliff House and to the ocean. After the
Supervisors veto, petition was drawn up
by persons who understood the feelings of
. large majority, and was sigued by enough
representative names to warrant the Super
Visors in reconsidering. The track will
run quite at the south end of the park, and
Interfere not at all with the sylvan charac.
ter of the surroundings, as all appears
now.
THE GARFIELD PEDESTAL
Looks lamentably small, as If the holy
martyr could hardly balance himself on a
toe upon it, far less make room for a
couching figure of the mourning nation.
To crouch demands come area. There is
so much conservatory valley, and so much
graded mound sloping away from the
pedestal that the structure itself looks
meager. There is brickwork about it,
too, and brickwork is always odious.
When the mound is sodded and grows
green, however, much of the asperity will
disappear. The conservatory itself is
nearly finished, and the view of it through
certain vistas lie charming. Men are at
work among the wilderness of the park,
cutting down useless limbs, clearing away
undergrowth and laying out footpaths--it
Fearance. The last steps have been taken
about the transfer of the Menlo Park
estate, formerly the property Of Milten s.
Latham, and it Is now really the property
of Mrs. Tim Hopkins. Whether the fur
niture and garden ornaments, originally of
such fabulous value, will also be pur.
chased. in full or In part by Mrs. Hop
kins, has not yet been decided. Miss
Eyre'a
ENGAGEMENT IS ANNOUNCED,
And Mrs. DR.. Gwin's nephew, George
Pinckard, is the happy man, as an expect
ant world foretold. But the chsrmingest
and most romantic and thoroughly desira-
BILE and satisfactory marriage the city has
ever seen, is one that is talked of Just now
only in vague, far-away rumors. If it
takes place, it will be nothing but adora.
BILE. The two people most interested are
two of the best known members of the
caste of We're de We're neither is young,
nor would aspire to be 30 called both have
live in San Francisco since early days, and
are identified with its best and most ex.
elusive set, their families have been friend.
ly, and they have been firm and loyal
friends always, and if that friendship
should be crowned as gossip prophesies, no
marriage could be devised more suitable
or more delightful TO the many friends of
both.
THE CoREAN AND DANISH FLAGS
Have been blowing aloft on the Palace
roof in honor of tho COrean Embasay-who
have been picturesque spectacle in full
green silk sleeves and square hAts-and of
Monsieur and Madame De Billie, the Dam
ish Minister and his wife, who are still in
the city. It is amusing to see in the
Washington papers that Justice and Mrs.
Field are in Yokohama expecting to go to
Hongkong and Canton, when they are in
reality TRANQUILITY enjoying San Francisco,
Monterey and Menlo Park, expecting to
return to Washington at the end of this
month. Mrs. Eugene Casserly is spending
q quiet autumn at Monterey, her daugh.
ter, Miss Cssserly, being with her. One
of the SONS also accompanies his mother.