The record-union., 1891-06-06

the briars and brambles, accompanied by
an imperious 'Moo-ah!' 'Moo-ahr Yet
George and were not afraid-certainly
not. But, all at once, we concluded it
was too far around the bend, so into the
water we jumped. After landing on the
opposite side of the stream, and looking
around in some confusion, we found that
Lord Bruin had gone in another direc-
ton, and all were safe. George and felt
ourselves to ascertain whether or not we
were bitten, but fortunately found no
damage done, except q few rents in our
overalls, made by the briars.
"All dripping, dragging and wet, our
party made its way IN safety to the plains,
where our horses and wagons were left
Here we met several neighbors, who
laughed heartily at our fright and our
plight. George and / still insisted that
we were not bit scared; but somehow,
after that, we preferred berries that grew
on the outskirts of the jungles.
II have purposely given the proper
names of the parties to this little episode,
several of whom still reside in this State,
some in Yolo County. Should the eyes
Of any, or all of them, ever meet with
this plain-but somewhat facetious-re-
cital of the events of that memorable day
in the long ago. they will doubtless
smile at the reminiscence, as they recall
the fright they had when we went
a-berrying."
.....J. K. Griffith of Placerville is re-
sponsible for the following bit of infor-
nation: "There has been some talk
lately of the first pie-maker in California.
Many an old Californian who worked in
Ell Dorado County in the early sos remem-
bers Mrs. Wakefield's dried apple pies.
She came across the plains and started in
almost as soon as she reached Hangtown,
as it was then called, at the business of
pie-making. Dried apples were sent
around Cape Horn from. New York in
clipper ships. These she bought in bags
and converted into pies, baking them in
wide, deep tins. She was never able to
supply the demand, although she charged
taurant, and her favorite plan was to sell
a quarter of one of these pies and a cup
Of coffee for dollar.
1.-THE early miners were queer cattle.
Just as soon as a raw Missourian or a
down-Eas Yankee, who had been raised
on corn and bacon, began to make money
fast, there was nothing good enough for
him to eat. He would buy sardines at 81
a tin or canned peaches and other fruit at
from 81 to s. per can. So Mrs. Wake
fields pies became noted, and when any
miner came down to Hangtown with his
gold-dust he was never satisfied until he
had eaten his fill of her apple pies and
cdrrlSu one Or TWO uOIllO WIFI MIN. Sn6
cleared up several thousand dollars in
few months. Other pioneers recollect
Mrs. Wakefield for her literary capacity.
She contributed very good poetry to the
nearest daily newspaper, which was then
published at Sacramento"
1.-THE following item appeared In
the UNIoN'of June lst: ga serious acci-
dent occurred day before yesterday near
Rio Vista, at the ranch of Frink G Alsip,
to the son of Mr.. Alsip, who resides at
Eighth and NJ streets in this city. The
boy, aged IA years, was engaged with a
reaping machine. While adjusting the
cushion of the seat he lost his balance and
fell between the machine and the horses.
they being in motion at the time. He was
caught in the machine, and his left arm
was nearly cut off, and he was lacerated
on the left hip. He was brought here
yesterday on the boat, and is being at
tended by DR.. Nixon. 1t is thought his
arm may be saved.'
Edwin K. Alsip, the well-known real
estate dealer, was that 14-year-old lad, but
if it hadn't been for that cranky moving
machine he would now perhaps be wear
ing hayseed in his hair, his pants in his
boots, and yelling, "Wo-haw! gee, there!
you gol-darned, spike-tailed critter!r-or
words to that effect.
......Newton Booth was one of the
speakers at the great Union meeting
held at Agricultural Hall on the 3Oth of
May. He opened his remarks by saying:
"I am always reluctant to respond to
call to make speech, from a conviction
on my part that talking is not my forte"
He then proceeded to make a ringing
speech, in which he convinced his hearers
that his conviction was not well founded.
In one part of his speech he said:
Treason must be struck down and
crushed out, though it should roll back
the tide of our national prosperity for
hundred years! Better, infinitely better,
that the national existence should cease
cease as it came, amid the thunders of
an honorable warfare-than that we
should live 10 become byword and re-
proach, a Kissing and scorn! If liberty
is to be destroyed, let her die, even as she
was baptized, in blood and in the shock
of armsp'
.........On the 10Th of May the congrega-
ton of the Sixth-street Methodist Church
had an excursion eight miles down the
river to KadelPs Grove, where a picnic
was held. The steamer Victor was en-
gagged for the occasion. Just as the ex-
cursionists had got aboard to return. the
Chrysopolis whirled by, causing such
waves that the Victor pitched and rolled
severely. A six-year-old boy, named
frankie Carley, who was near the edge
of the boat, lost his balance and fell into
the river and was drowned.
....... Company B City Guard) organ
lied under the State Militia law on June
2, 1861, and elected the following officers
Captain, s. 2. Ford; First Lieutenant,
Charles E. Abbott; Second Lieutenant,
Giles V. Sullivan; Second Brevet Lieu
tenant, Frank r. Jones; First Sergeant.
Z. +. Maynard; Second Sergeant, John G.
Haley; Third Sergeant, G.. II. Ramsey;
Fourth Sergeant, o. p. Bellman; First
Corporal, J. w. Carter; Second Corporal,
w. J. Perkins; Third Corporal, j. c.
Burns; Fourth Corporal, Francis Tukey
........On the night of the 9th of May.
Joe Fouchet, who was messenger from
Weaverville to Shasta for Wells, Fargo IL
Co, was attacked on the road by robbers.
He had 5000 in his possession, which he
saved by slipping backward from his
horse and escaping in the brush.
THE leading candidates for the Re-
publican nomination for Governor were
Leland Stanford and Timothy Guy
Phelps.
.........Tom Fitch, the eloquent, was
then lecturing on 1.-THE Last Hours of the
Thirty sixth Congress"
For the RECoRD-UNIoN.l
DAwNING.
written on the train between Davis and
Dixon
Across the tules sweeps the morning breeze.
Cool, sweet and fresh, and in its track it
leaves
a sense and foretaste OF awakening:
AS here bird stretches its tiny wing.