Eureka weekly sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1887-1902, 1888-12-22
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turn.
"Hunting is a pleasant manner oil
sport" says John T. Baker, the hum
orous President Of the ID. p. J., and
the President also Of the Shipping
Club, who arrived in town from Ruby
Valley about ten days ago. When
John sets his foot in Eureka, look out
Tor sport. He had no sooner struck
the town than a witness in the cele-
brated Clara Belle Mcdonald divorce
a $ who is also a limb OF the law, fell
in with him, and on account OF his
great big heart and being a brother
lawyer, became his constant compan-
ion. He confded to him his troubles
and poured into the ear of the willing
President his tale Of woe and want.
To alleviate the poor fellows distress,
John suggested a plan to while away
the weary hours, and on last Monday
evening it was decided that a
"snipe hunt" would occasion more
fun than anything else. Accordingly
a party started out at Z o'clock in the
evening, but not until after a wrangle
| over who should hold the sack. A.
Jackson, John +. Baker, Hank
Knight and Pat McElroy were all
| anxious for that office, but the latter
| seriously objected to Baker or Knight
| on account that after the last hunt
| they stole all the game, Hank
| Knight having actually sold some to
| the restaurants in town. After a
little fisticuff over it, John I. Baker
| with his usual generosity gave up all
claims, stating that for his part he
would rather a stranger should hold
the sack as it would be showing him
kindness and hospitality. Mcdonald.
g nephew OF the great mine operators
of San Francisco, Mark and Jasper
| Mcdonald, who is also q nephew OF the
doctor, OF Vinegar Bitters" fame,
was present and quite willing and
volunteered in a most magnanlmous
manner. Accordingly Tom Fuller, j.
T. Baker, Alex Morrison and Me-
| Donald started out on a snipe hunt
intent. They had arrived at the foot
OF one OF the gulches out beyond the
Odd Fellows Cemetery, and already
the birds began TO whistle. Now is
our time" said Baker, 81 hear the
birds :" and the ambitious Mcdonald,
eager to capture the game. fixed his
his lantern and candles with the help
Of his comrades in the sport. The
snow was pretty deep out there, and
notwithstanding that McDonald's feet
we're cold (for he had left his over
shoes at home) he bravely held on to
the sack, both knees touching the
ground, while his comrades went off to
drive in the game. They had q bottle
along with them, but unfortunately it
was broken while the party were
looking after bushes to beat the snipo
out of the cedars, which are very thick
out in that locality. To make matters
worse, while Mcdonald was holding
the sack a pack of wild Yahoos chased
his comrades, and striking terror
among them, they W rested until
they reached town. Mcdonald still
held the sack, never dreaming OF
what had happened to his frightened
comrades. His hands and feet were
numb and he shivered all over, but
still held on 70 the sack. The last
candle had burnt out and the lights
having expired it was evident that the
fun" was spoiled for the night.
Nearly 10 o'clock and the stakeholder
had not returned to Eureka. Wild
stories were ahoat about a maniac in
the hills and the terror-striking
Yaboos. A relief party was on the
point of being organized with Con-
stable Ravell at their head, when to
the relief of all, just at the hour of 10,
the valiant Mcdonald returned.
Shouts of joy rent the air and every.
body was happy and showed that
they were; every n of them having
laughed with glee. 1t was supposed
that Baker was angry. as he had
claimed that a job was put up on him,
but, as Mcdonald afterwards con-
fdentially assured Austin Jackson,
John T. Baker was not angry. lie
took it all as a joke, and with his
great big -magnanimous heart told the
boys that it was the best nights sport
| he ever had.