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Daily Los Angeles herald., 1884-02-01

Damiana Bitters regulates the stomach.
Michel Levy, wholesale liquor dealer.
Ketchum daily keystone. (Ketchum, Idaho) 1884-1884, 1884-09-21
The Dividend Results OF the Mining In.
dustry for 1883.

The industrial and economic impor-
tance to the country of its mines of the
money metals and of copper and lead,
and in fact of coal and iron is by no
means to be measured by the mere sum
total of dividends OF profits that have
nccured to their owners year by year
from their exploitation. Far from il.
The production of gold from the mines
of California to the amount of say. a.
It's, 000, 900 between lS4S and 1883 is in
nowise to be gagged in its economic
consequence to the people of the eoun-
try by the actual share of it that went
into the pockets of those who either by
their labor or capital extracted it from
the earth. Nor is the product from the
Comstock lode variously estimated Mt
from three hundred to three hundred
and fifteen millions of dollars to be con-
sidered from the point of view Of the
profits which occurred to the sharehold-
ers OF various corporations. The con-
sequences of our production of the mon
ey metals since 1848 reached immeasur-
ably beyond any totality of actual profit
divided by individuals or corporations
engaged directly in the industry of their
extraction and to an extent not ap.
preached, even approximately, by the
product of any other industry whatso-
ever mining Review.
Ketchum daily keystone. (Ketchum, Idaho) 1884-1884, 1884-09-21
SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 81. 1884.
Death OF VIM. Goodwin at Salt Lake.

Death Of VIM. Goodwin at Salt Lake.
A dead body was found near the Warm
Springs, at Salt Lake city, last Wednes-
day, which on examination proved to be
OF j. M. Goodwin, I'm attache of the
Tribune. Young Goodwin disappeared
from Salt Lake about the 18th of August
and vain search had been made for
him until his remains were found this
week.
The Salt Lake Chronicle adds:
The deceased was 25 years Of age and
unmarried. He is pronounced by all
who knew him to be young man of
very steady habits. His father, mother,
one sister and one brother reside in this
city and have the profound sympathy Of
I'LL in their most sad and shocking af-
fiction.
The father Of the deceased, Mr.. j. M.
Goodwin of the Tribune, is absent in
Montana, but has been telegrnphed for.
LATER.
The inquest was commenced at Sex
ton Taylor's office at o'clock this after
noon. A jury consisting of DR.. Clinton,
Mark McKimmons, and Mr.. Whitmore,
was impaneled and Dr. Benedict made
All examination of the body, but failed
to discover any wounds or marks of vi
Olence other than the two bullet holes in
In the head mentioned above. Papers
and other articles were found on the
body which established the identity be-
yond doubt
At the inquest several witnesses were
examined. The testimony all pointed
strongly to lf-destruction, although
II. G. Goodwin, brother of the deceased,
was of the opinion that it was murder.
At the conclusion of Mr.. Goodwin's tes--
timony the jury were asked if they were
ready with verdict. All these unnni-
lnously replied that they would prefer
nm adjournment without giving decis-
ion in order to afford an opportunity to
hear from Engineers Ross and Howard
and to make inquiry of the different
stores in relation to the purchase Of the
pistol. The coroner therefore adjourn.
ed the inquest until Wednesday the
24th, at 3 pm.
Harry G. Goodwin stated to reporter
last evening that his mother was entire
~ Frustrated by the cruel intelligence;
his father il now absent in Montana in
quest of his missing son. and u letter
received yesterday by Marshal Ireland
from him states that he is in hopes of
having found slight clue. The cruel
news which awaits him will be all the
harder to bear that those false hopes
have been excited.
The remains We're conveyed after the
inquest to Undertaken Shelves, where
they will remain until the father who has
been telegraphed for can return anu oil
rect final disposition of them.
, 1884-01-25
Another Great Engineering Feat.

lDthlOl 81 , u1OulDl1.l
The boring of the tunnel through Mount
Arlberg has just been completed. This work
ranks with the Mont Cents and Mont st.
Gothard as among the great engineering
feats OF the age. The object of this new line
Of travel is TO shorten the distance between
western Austria and eastern Switzerland
The total estimated cost is S. SD pD0. The
boring commenced on tho Austrian side In
June, 1880, and on the Swiss side In the fol.
lowing September. This work shows how
engineering has advanced. In the Mont
Gents tunnel a year was consumed In cutting
through 3,6S7 feet. st. Gothard was bored
at the rate of 5,474 feet, while the Arlberg
was pierced at the rate OF 1880 feet a year.
Then the recent work was done at a much
cheaper rate. The Mont Cents tunnel cost
$4,000 per running metre-396 inches while
the Arlberg tunnel cost only $3.50 per metre.
The traffic through this tunnel is expected to
be immense. The double track railway will
be kept constantly employed. What marvels
modern engineering science is accomplishing.
The crossing of the Alps by Hannibal and
Napoleon with their armies were almost re-
garded as miracles; but how much more
momentous Is this piercing of mountain
chains, 50 as to establish swift and easy com
munication between hitherto hostile nations.
The poet Cowper in his day lamented that In.
terposing mountains made enemies of ma
tons" which had else alike kindred drops
been mingled into one" But the mountain
barriers are no longer an obstacle keeping
nations apart. The engineer, as well as the
telegraph and the railway, is helping to make
all the world OF one family.
, 1884-01-25
Says Joaquin or Alfred.

OuQuh mlLlers Letter.
Baron Tennysonl Say it over TO yourself;
and say it over and over again. l am SC
sorry. For say it over and over, i shall
never be able to get the sweet sense OF Alfred
Tennyson out of my mind. And so Alfred
Tennyson must remain a poet; be another
being from this baron" And why did heI
majesty give him this warlike titlei This one
of all Others. Tho old barons were brutes,
bloodthirsty savageS.
Let us hope that the sweet, pure poet will
not descend to this title. 1t is an imperti.
n0nce to ask him to do it. Her majesty, the
queen, is great. But not nearly so great as
Alfred Tennyson. the poet And the empress
OF India can give him nothing at all In the
way Of dignity and honor which the universal
world has not long since conferred.
"rTis only noble to be good" Years ago
the poet referred to something OF this sort.
He was stronger then, in the full vigor of his
functions. And then, too, Dickens was at
his side. / believe they both refused titles at
the same timo. Blu now, in his old age,
when weak and worn, they tempt him with
nonsense and change his name. And the
poor man now puts by that great name which
he has won by long and splendid toll, nights
and days of effort, years and years OF
glorious evidence. and walks down and be
comes instead of Alfred Tennyson only an
English baron. How awkward he will feel.
What a mistit this garment will makel Let
us still hope his manhood will return to him
and he will remain still Alfred Tennyson.
, 1884-01-25
Dummy" JeweIry and Plate.
TPhiladelnhia Press

ado people ever try and fool you with
dummy jewelryF' the reporter inquired.
"Ah," said the old man, signing pathetic
ally. "there AFRO many wicked people in the
world, and | get my share of their visits.
Bogus rings come here In shoals. When /
tell those who bring them that they are made
of brass, they say they weren't aware of 1t
before, and that they bought them for the
genuine article. 1 see plenty Of brummagem
coins, too. Lots of the gold guinoas and for
eign pieces Of gold worn On watch-chains are
cheap limitations, and when their owners are
in difficulties they must pledge them or sell
them outright to a man like me. / tell you /
have to be pretty smart to meet the crooks. ,
Sometimes fashionable people dart in here,
and after looking around to see that there is
none within eye-Shot, produce from under
their mRntles or from the insides OF their
overcosts tesPots or tish-slices, and bargain
with mo about their purchase. If any one
else comes in they pretend to be buying the
articles. Round about Christmas and New
Year there Is considerable OF that sort of
thing.
II once bought a pair Of iron sleeve-buttons
worth 90 cents for S." lamented the old fell
low with tears in his eyes, 1and that was be.
cause they were brought in by a pretty
young lady who was so attractive that l
thought / could trust her. She is about the
only person that ever came into my store
that / didn't suspect some way or other, and
you see what l got for it,
Turning from this mournful "reminiscences
with a painful effort the talker said that to
deal in gold did not necessarily imply posses-
sien Of it. "The proprietress Of a fashionable
clearinghouse on Broad street, y he narrated,
changing the topic, "by a good deal OF logic
induced her boarders to believe that her
nickle-plated spoons and forks were silver.
By and by their suspicious were aroused by
the worn appearance of the articles, and they
held a caucus and conspired to settle the
question. They kidnapped a spoon, and a
committee Of two brought 1t to me. ]
pronounced it iron and prepared and signed
a voucher to that effect Next morning at
breakfast the voucher, covered with a pretty
scented envelope and addressed in handsome
characters, was found by the landlady
under her plate. Shs smiled broadly and
simpered, anticipating something pleasant.
She looked as If she thought the envelope
contained some tribute to her wo~rthiness
from her boarders, but when she opened II
her face grew black, and she sat and glared
during the rest OF the meal, and added the
old man, ~chuckling for the first time during
the interview, al believe she has boon glaring
ever since. 1t was a mean trick, wasn't it
, 1884-01-25
Pen Picture of Morrison.

w ashington Cor. New York Sun.
II there Is a politician pure and simple, a
manipulation of men. a layer of schemes that
reach far into the future, that man is Nor
rison. II, as he walks down the avenue, he
Is seen with his PREDETERMINED felt hat
drawn down over his brow, his mead dropped
30 that his eyes are not lifted from the pave
ment,. his chin and lips concealed by a grizzly
gray beard moving In spoken thought,
his hands hrust with absent mind into his
coat pockets and his feet planted with gentle
though firm tread, then those who know him
Know that his mind is away Off somewhere
and he is planning and scheming. He will
at such moments pass his best friend with a
stony, distant stare, and know him not. II,
too, in the house he Is found pacing back and
forth by the great log fire, his hair falling
where it listeth over his forehead and cheeks,
his l.na IS concealed in his trousers pockets,
and ~ eyes on the carpet, then those who
kiso-. ,tn smile slyly and say to each other:
@Mori -" 4 thinking out some plan" Corner
him and question him, and he will drop
apothegnls quaint and laconic enough to pass,
as many have, into current descriptions of
men and things. Or he wfl stand with his
feet wide apart, and his head tossed back and
make u point with as funny a story as ever
came from the prairies of the west. Frank
In his dislikes, he will put into one adjective
all the little weaknesses of those he does not
like and will compress an argument into two
words.
, 1884-01-25
LAND OF THE AFTERNOON.

An old man sits In his garden chair,
Watching the sunlit western sky.
What sees he in the blu depths therc,
Where only the Isles of Memory hef
There are princely towers and castles high,
There are gardens fairer than human ken,
There are happy children t~hronging by,
Radiant women and stately men,
Singing with voices of sweet attune
The songs Of the Land of the Afternoon
The old man watches a form Of cloud
That floats whore the azure islands are,
And he sees a homestead gray and loved,
And a hand that beckons him affair,
o, cheek of rose and hair of goldl
o., eyes of heavens divinest bluei
Long have ye lain in the graveyard mold
But love is infinite, love is true;
He will find her yes-it must be soon;
They will meet in the Land of the Afternoon.
The sky has changed, and a wreck of cloud
Is driving athwart its troubled face;
The golden mist is a trailing shroud;
1t is cold and bleak in the garden-place,
The old man smiles and droops his head,
The thin hair droops from his wrinkled
brow,
The sunset radiance has spread
Ger every wasted feature now:
One sigh exhales like a breath in June
He has found the Land Of the Afternoon
, 1884-01-25

lSpaAAAh IA
Some of the imaginative and wonderfully
learned German scholars tell us that every
snowflake is inhabited by happy little beings,
who are born, hold their revels, and live
their long lives OF happiness and delight, die
and are buried, all during the descent Of the
snowflake from the world Of clouds to the
solid land. do not 10Y whether to believe
these scholars are not. They are OF that
same school which tells you that oyery square
foot Of air possesses some twelve or fifteen
million OF more or less perfect little beings;
and that at every ordinary breath we de-
stroy a million, more or less. Of these happy
lives The sigh of a healthy lover is sup
posed to swallow up about Is, 0oO,O 600. They
insist that the dust which will, as all know,
accumulate in the most secure and secret
places is merely the remains OF millions and
billions of those little beings who nave died
OF old age.
All this, Of course, is nero speculation.
But l do know hat the snow il, in SONS
parts Of the world, very thickly inhabited. !
have seen new snow in Idaho black with little
insects They call them snow-Heas They
are lively as possible and will blacken your
footprints, walk rs fast as you may. They
are found only ON the high mountains, n
only In very fresh and very deep snow.
They, Of COURSE, do not annoy you in any
way. They are infinitely smaller than tho
ordinary flea, but exactly the same in LOCO
motion.
, 1884-01-25

New York Cor. Savannah News.l
A story is told of Mrs. Flood, wife OF the
California millionaire, who, when in New
York comparatively recently, visited Tiff
fany's and asked to be shown the choicest and
most expensive necklace on the premises.
Tn most superb Of the Tiffany jewels failed
to satisfy her, and the firm offered to send
to Paris and import the handsomest necklace
to be found in the city. Mrs. Flood had re-
turned to California by the time the gor-
geous ornament arrived, and the necklace
followed her to her Pacific home. She re-
fused to accept 1t, declaring it not good
enough to o~ncircls her queenly neck, and sug-
gested that 1t should be offered to Mrs. Stan
ford, wife OF the governor. Mrs Stanford
was not SO difficult to please as Mrs. Flood.
She purchased the necklace, but only, as she
was careful enough to let Mr.. Tiffany know,
for breakfast wear" it not being expensive
enough 10 do duty on more formal occa-
sions- The cost Of the necklace was over
100000.
, 1884-01-25

hunger has a wonderful faculty for magnify
ing life's ills. o.
A satisfying meals often removes detection
that is almost desperation or despair. The
undeyeloped girl, with her Uniformed mind
and growing body. craving hearty food With
the hunger OF youth, deprived of it is a prey
to sllurements and phantasies she would
never be subjected to if her physical system
was properly nurtured. Is it any wonder
that virtue, sitting at her scanty meals,
looks askant at the plethoric repast of vice,
and sometimes reasons immortality less indie
cent than hungerl Is it any wonder if the
road of dishonor seems filed with plenty and
preferable to the path Of chastity, with want
as companioni This is not an epoch of
ELUSIVE and demonstrative martyrdom- 1t
is an age when daily, in this productive land
where markets and warehouses are crowded
with provisions, woman go about their hon
est toll lacking proper and sufficient food.
, 1884-01-25
BEAR STORIES AND NEW Rum.
Mt. Inman Explains an Apparent
Lack OF Consistency In the Nara


k~~AH @~haN ~SNAA NA
Some eighty years ago there lived In u
small log house at Peltoma Point, at Pittsield,
Mass, a man by the name of Inman. My
grandfather, when / was a small boy, showed
me the site of the old house and told me the
following story as true: Inman was too lazy
to hunt much, but would hang around NIL
day for a drink of rum and tell bear stories
At this time bears were quite plenty in this
region and often troubled our sheep and
corn One fall a nervous, quick stranger
came TO Col. Lancey's tavern from Boston 10
kill a few bears. He stepped up to the bar
and called for a drink this, be it remem-
bered, was way back towar "the good old
colony times when we were under the king"
and new rum was sold openly for only 8 cents
a glass;, and inquired where he could go TO
shoot a bear.
This brought Inman to the front-bearsi
He knew The very man the stranger wanted
@Will you take a drinkf' Yes, he would.
After telling his wondrous feats in slaughter
ing bears, and taking several drinks, the
stranger said: @Mr. Inman, how large a
bear did you ever seel" Up to this time the
admiration was mutual; the stranger had
furnished the rum and dinner, and Inman the
bears. "Well, sir, the biggest bear / ever
see, / killed in 1901. You see, l had a fine
piece Of corn on the side OF the hill, and when
it got full in the milk a bear began to break
1t down. l watched him three nights TO shoot
him, but he kept away. Igusss he knew me.
Well, be that as it may, l took my a and
started out to make a bear trap, for when l
don't fetch him one way 1 try another, and
there was Mr.. Bear breaking down my corn
at a great rate. started for him and he ran
down the hill between two rows Of corn, and
gained on me every minute till he came to
the fence, which was seven feet high, and
jumped clear over 1t into a great snow drift,
and went into it all out of sight, and when
he pokod his head out of the snow l knocked
him over with my AK"
"Mr. Inman, that was a queer country
where you lived. Corn in the milk on one
side the fence, and a great mow DRIFT on the
other" Old Inman stopped and scratched
his head, with a puzzled look, and said, very
slowly. Al guess, Mister, 1 AVE got holt of
parts of two StorieSH
, 1884-01-25
s%BAsoNABLB ADVICE.
The Way to Fall Down Gracefully
Illustrated.

Tn Way to Fail Down Gracefully
illustrated.
Detroit Free Pressl
why don't you tell people how to fall
down gracefully and without injuryr' said a
merchant yesterday. II had a chance to get
some ideas on the subject from personal OBJ
servation to-day. In the first place many
people fail to realize that frantic attempts to
regain their balance on a slippery sidewalk
are often more injurious than the fall would
be. For instance, a fellow came to the door
this morning. and the instant his foot
touched the step it slipped from
under him, and waved in the air
in the most outrageous manner He broke
the record for a standing high kick and the
upper pane in the store door at the same time
He grabbed at everything within reach,
pulled OH a b~ystander's hat, and finally got
his balance again, but the strain had nearly
broken his neck, and he'll be lame for six
months, if not for life. And the worst of it
all was that there was a nice soft snow bank
just beside the step, and If he had sat down
on it he'd have saved himself an awful lame
back and the price of the glass.
Five minutes later a young fellow came
along with his coat collar turned up and his
hands stuffed deep in his overcoat pockets.
Just as he got by the door up went his foet,
and by the expression Of his face i knew he
realized that the 'line of direction had fallen
outside the base in the words of Steele's old
Natural Philosophy Now, what did he doi
He didn't kick around and make a jumping
jack of himself for the amusement and de
rision of all the little newsboys and messen-
gers. oh, no. Without removing his hands
from his pockets, he glanced calmly over his
shoulder, selected the softest place available,
and sat down as gracefully as If he had five
minutes instead of one-uenth of a second to
do 1t in. 1t was done 50 nicely that the
laughter of the street boys was turned to ad-
miration. Once on the ground he calmly
reached a hand to a passer-by and rose
leisurely to his feet entirely unhurt.
That man was a genius. We can't all do it
as well as he did, hut we can follow the right
plan. It is all foolishness to stick out a
hand and try to break the fall; you're much
more apt to break your arm, at any rate
you'll get your wrist covered with snow and
be uncomfortable all the rest of the day from
the effects of 1t. II you're wrapped up in
thick clothes a judicious fall won't hurt you.
, 1884-01-25

Interview with q Manager.
speaking Of traps reminds me Of a little
incident that happened a few years ago in a
little Michigan town. Miss Blanche de Bar
and a moderately tart company were hunting
tickle fortune in towns more or less not on the
map. They struck one place that had an
entirely new hall, and opened it with a
performance of The Hidden Hand When
their carpenter came to cut the trap In the
stage for Black Dan-or whatever his name
is-to fall into when Capitola presses her foot
on the spring in the floor, he was astonished
TO see that he had cut right through into the
store below, which belonged to the owner
of the hall The owner, a jolly, good
natured, ready sort of chap, came up,
and, finding that the trap was necessary for
the play, said: AN right, you go ahead and
cut it. m fix 1t up some way SO that it will
be all right for tonight He and the carpen-
ter did fix 1t up, in some way best known to
themselves, while the rest of the COM
pany went away until time for per-
Torrance. In the evening the carpenter
told them: Look out for those boards over
the trap under the carpet, and don't kick
them away, or you'll leave the trap open
When the time comes IN take 'em
away, and all Black Dan will have
to do will be to step forward on the
space, and the carpet will give way with
him. As he said, so it was done When
Capitoln put her foot on the imaginary
spring, and Black Dan took a step toward
her threateningly he dropped out of sight
quicker than a fash. There was a moments
silence, and then up from that trap came a
volley of half-smothered bowls, CALCULATIONS
Of profane amazement, and wild yells Of
Where am IT that were not in the play.
They rang dow the curtain and Investigated.
The ingenious landlord and carpenter had
nailed securely in the trap by its mouth
a huge wool sack, about fourteen feet long.
When the actor went through the trap he
dropped clear to the bottom Of it, and there
he was, swinging like a pendulum in the
darkness, almost suffocated, and frightened
almost IN daath