Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-12-28

such he is in reality. He has master and
home, bat peripatetic life suits his taste
more apily that the regular course OF bones
and beating, and SO he trampeth where he
Gsteth. and no man knows whence be
cometh nor whittier he goeth. He is
huge cream and white animal of no par
ticular breed-just only dog-with droop-
ing ears, deep forehead, and soft, inselli-
gent eyes. On this day be was taking
little run over the sandhills for any coons
or jack rabbits that might be tempted to
wander from the cover OF home. His eyes
lit up with joy arspeakaie sEnen be
chanced upon the coastins. party. dere
| was rare sport that was far n ADVANCE OF
the most exciting coon chSe. Inc silde
soon lost its charm, and me long low
! stretch of beach and tumblng breakers
few hundred yards to the w5st invited their
attention. Over the soft yidding sand the
bare feet went pattering tno BUN was
the happiest boy in the tunc1:. One little
fellow. whose pockets were bulging over
with carrots, and the tops waving with
piece of kelp. But captivity is word I'M
known to Bull" and ne was soon
swimming and barkint and swal-
lowing. salt water at every howl.
The little pantaloons were reefed
higher and secured, and six little white legs
glimmered in the blue green water. Every
bunch of seaweed was overturned, and
every time their get hope las bias.ed-that
OF finding dead sailor Or chest OF doub-
looms in the trash me sea had rejected.
Every abslone, every crab, every living
thing received its amount OF attention, and
many an old vete.an sea gull was made TO
wish it had never seen the light of day.
The eye of heaven sank down, down, throw
ing rosy glow over all. The breakers
flung themselves higher, as if waiting it
good night IS. The tender rays slanted
on the giistening sands, in the wake Of the
last receding wave and mirrored plainly
the tired youngsters with rosy cheeks, and
Bull with his pink tongue lolling out
and his tail dropping, holding grand
pow-wow as to the advisability of turning
their little red heels on grand old ocean
and vending their wap homeward.
The seventeen mile drive is patronized
but little. Now and then a winter bridal
party is driven over it, having come down
from Psjaro or Milpetas to spend an ex-
ttavagant three days honey moon at Del
Monte. The drive has its attractions. even
in the dull winter. Every little ravine is
overhuDg with vines in gorgeous yellow
and red beauty, and the spruces end cv-
presses take on greener complexion and
breath as spicy as the man who goes out
between acts. One of the prettiest features
is Cypress Point, Where the green sward
extends to the waters edge, and the
briny winds have battled with the old
cypress trees until they have snccumbed to
its strength and have lain themselves down
on the grassy knobs in sheer fatigue. The
forest is as dense and manipulating as
those in fairy lore, and from under the
green shelves and gnarled branches
brownies and gnomes seem ready to pop
out and dance wildly. Gentle moses creep
up around the fallen monarchs and cover
their deformities. The heavy fogs creep in
from the sea and hang like great, wet
gray curtain. How the winds sport with
it and tear it into parts that gradually close
together.
There is snake in the Eden; there is
forbidden fruit. There is the element
whose heels are itching 10 dance to the
jingle of the timbrel and harp, and there
is the element who say the sound of rev.
elry shall not disturb their quietude.
There is a skating rink, and skating is al
lowed, but that is the difference 'twixt
tweedledum and tweedledee. 1t seems
that at the founding OF the place the Pa
ciic Improvement Company agreed that
there were to be no saloons nor high links
of any kind. The little place is renowned
for its quiet and temperate habits, and the
powers propose to have peace if they have
to fight for it. The other faction claim
that that jurisdiction does not extend on to
the territory on which they dance, and so
the wordy war wages. A. R. L.