Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-01

THE SEASON FA L u
OPENED
How Things are Locking There
This Year.

opening of the season at Tahoe,
this year promises to be short and
a merry one. The season has now
fairly opened and already the worn
and weary business men and the
pink and pallid beauties Of San
Francisco are flocking thither for
rest, fresh air and recreation. Sa-
rah Althea Hill arrived on Satur-
day and will take in all the points
of interest, spending few days at
each and getting thorough brac-
ing up so as to be ready to resume
operations in the Sharon case next
week. When she reached the
wharf at Tallac old Yank was there
to see her, having heard that she
was coming. As she skipped
nimbly off the Todd Goodwin"
Yank advanced, and, grasping her
delicate palm in his horny fist, ex-
claimed:
I'm right glad to see you Miss
Hill, you're a woman after my own
heart"
She smiled and seemed quite
pleased at the old grizzled noun
tainecr's hearty greeting and after
while she venturcd to ask some
body who he was.
i odd Yank the biggist single
handed liar on the earth.
She bit her lip and then laughed
at the odd way the old fellow had
of being so sociable. She has a
camping and sketching outfit with
her and will put in a few days fish
ing and painting, and perhaps writ
ing few SYLVAN letters to the
Dear old Sen"
| She says that Nellie Bracket
will be up in a few days. Col.
Barnes is trying to find out what
hotel Sarah will finally choose, that
he may avoid it. Tyler and his son
have engaged rooms at the Grand
Central.
| THE TOD GOODWIN
Is the delight of all the tourists
who used to growl at the slow
transit and roll about the snail
paced Gov. Stanford" The knowl-
edge in San Francisco that the
Lake is now provided with a COM
modious, fast going steamer, which
is almost as feet heeled as the
Meteor, is helping considerably to
increase the current of travel to the
Lake. Since the boat was put on,
Cap. Todman has grown at least a
foot around the girth and now they
call him Captain no longer, but
Commodore" every time. When
an unsuspecting tourist addresses
him as Captain, Wah, the first
mate, rushes aft to cast the tourist
into the sea, but the Commodore,
with wave of his hand, keeps the
mariner in check and the mis-
guided traveller is allowed to live a
| while longer.
THE TALLAC
Is now pretty full of guests and the
resort was never more attractive
with its delightful surroundings
of lawn, meadow and forest, its
pines and tameracs and stretch Of
sandy and pebbled beach in front
In the night the big bon-fres light
up the scene and when the glow be-
gins to search out the dark recesses
of the lawn, where nothing but
moonlight. reached few moments
before, the spooning couples begin
one after another to beat retreat
and seek some nook where the
gleem of camp-ires and the flash
of the Japanese lanterns do not in
trude. Mr.. Comstock is the lessee
of the Tallac tbs year and Major
| Gordon, the old landlord under
Baldwin, runs the place up to the
old standard. Nearly fifty leading
San Francisco families have already
| engaged rooms there, and Modjeska
| expects to spend couple of weeks
there as she did last season.
YANK's,
Half mile below, is still popular
| with campers and hunters. Old
Yank is still Post Master and wears
his official honors proudly. You
can get anything at Yank's from
camp kettle to big trout,
yanked fresh and dripping from
the Lake, and if you pay the old
Rip Van Wrinkle bit pound for