Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1884-04-30

Cursory Notes From am Occasional
Correspondents.


HAMILTON, April &c, 1884.
ED. SENTINEL: The Odd Fellows ami
versary ball, which I spoke Of in my last
communication, ZANE off last night Fri
day.. 1t proved to be an entire success.
The gentlemen Of the brotherhood did
everything for the pleasure and comfort of
their guests. Among the attendants from
the outside / noticed a very sweet young
lady from your town, Miss Maggie Weth-
cred. So fair and so graceful, she was q
conspicuous figure in the dance. The
Odd Fellows didn't spare expense. They
sent sleighs for all those invited and the
jingling Of the bells made merry but
queer April music. The Eberhardt folks
had q hard time getting in, but they ar
rived all the same looking ss though they
had tunneled through snow all the way.
You may have bigger ''blow-outs" on the
Base Range. but for style and life Friday
nights festivities in Hamilton will stand
a good comparison with your best enter
ments.
A MAIL NAN.
The people of Hamilton feel very CRATE
full to James Orr, the mail-driver be-
tween Eureka and Hamilton. His faith
fulness in Drawing the storms and his en-
durAnce in worrying through against all
the difficulties of the road made horrid by
thaws and mountains Of drifted snow,
is worthy of honorable mention.
You wonld have to occupy our some
what isolated position to appreciate
the feelings of our towns-folk when
Mr.. Orr comes in as regular as any
man can with the precious letters and ex-
press parcels. He stands between us nov
and the outer world, and as q medium Of
communication we depend upon him and
regard him as our good genius and sub
duer Of the elements-our giant hero. He
was at the party, too, and, don't you forget
it, be did not lack for attention among the
fair ladies of this mountain eyrie.
PITY FOR A DUMB BRUTE.
A singular and picturesque spectacle
| presented itself off to the northeast from
Hamilton q day or 30 ago. Away up in
the air, as though showed in among the
clouds, was seen q solitary horse On the
top Of Mokomok mountain, the summit
OF which 10 over 10000 feet above the level
Of the sea, and is q dizzy hight from even
lofty Hamilton. 1t became evident after q
few minutes observation that the horse
had been caught in the deep snow, was i'm
pElsOuou Witulu tuo SAibbculuSB Unity Ciyc
tails, and that he would die Of cold and
hunger If be were not released from his
singular confinement. Who could look
| upon this spectacle of inevitable freezing
and starvation without pity? No man OF
| soul is insensible to the pain or distress Of
the noble animal that enters 30 intimately
into the affairs Of human life. The horse,
q home word, q word that calls up in every
| good mans heart, the spirit Of friendship.
sympathy, love. Alec Muir and j. b.
| Msthewson, inspired by the sight Of the
| poor dumb brute, snow-bound and appeal
ing for help in his hopeless imprisonment,
prepared themselves to go n get him
| down ut the expense of any labor and
hardship, and without thought Of the pain
or danger to themselves hat might be in
volved. They clambered up to Moko-
mok summit by q roundabout way
through the snow, the depths Of which no
man dared to try. On arriving they found
the animal in a piteous plight, almost
| starved, worn ont and not able to walk 80
| yards. When they tried to make him
move he fell. They then found that they
| had a hard Job on their hands, but not to
be beaten in their charitable enterprise,
| they tied Q rope to his fore legs and, as
carefully as they could, dragged him from
point to point down the mountain side to
| our town which is not lacking in hospital
ity to either man or beast. 1t was an all
| day job. II horses could talk, this poor,
| but not friendless animal would have been
| at q loss for words TO tell how grateful he
| felt to Muir and M~athewson. In default of
| such expressions they have the freely ex-
| pressed thanks and recognition Of their
neighbors for their disinterested kindness
and generosity.
THE DEVIL TO PAY.
Getting down from the snow-shrouded
peak Of Mokomok Hill, let me say 1t is
inconvenient, irritating. tough, not to say
damnable, that Eureka has on only an
every-other-day mail. Even when our
mails are regular it throws us sometimes
four days behind. And just think Of the
crowd further off behind us that depend
upon communication through Eureka with
the outer world, Eberhardt, Robinson,
Ward, Taylor, Spring and Steptoe Valleys,
Bristol, Patterson, Phoebe, Meadow Valley,
etc., etc. I see Mr.. Cassidy is at work
with the Administration to get us back the
mail that our population and business
render absolutely necessary. May his
efforts be crowned with success. Our folks
will not forget him, anyway; but they will
keep his memory very green If he gives us
back our mail. Yours, JOE.