Los Angeles herald., 1891-11-02

night ride down Adelaide street in Oak
land with Mr.. Simpson, fifteen years
ago, when he played Hank Monk, and
| impersonated the white-coated phil
osopher that founded the New York
Tribune. Richmond was a great
horse" says Mr.. Cries, 'sand we never
properly estimated his worth till he was
gone. Such horses live about two or
three times in century,"
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Mr.. Leon Rose, fresh from his bean
patch OF 1900 acres in Ventura county,
comes up to greet me. The year has
been good one for Ventura, and the
export of the frijoles has already been a
large one, but the prices are hardly up
to those of last year. There was total
failure of the potato crop last wear in
Missouri and Kansas, and the Ventura
bean growers ran in whole trains of
beans there from Santa Barbara, SO that
it is "an ill wind that blows nobody
good"
Cy Mulkey's tall and angular figure
heaves in sight, and he sits down to tell
me why he does not wish to sell Sinfax
after all. "Some sixteen years ago.
says Mr.. Mulkey, 81 bought piece OF
mining land near Bannock and paid the
cash for it. never worked it, and, at
one time, almost forgot that l owned it.
About fifteen months ago / was told |
could get $1,000 for it, but refused.
There came an offer of twice that
amount, and another of three times the
first. have not sold it yet, but knew
l will get my price before long; and
that's why l have now no desire to sell
Sinfax. / could not let him run today,
for he is hardly well of his lameness,
and he would have carried so much OF
the public money that l should have
been severely condemned if he broke
down and lost the race"
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AS Mulkey goes off to give Gladiator
mouthful and Sinfax all he can eat,
up comes another tall man with aqui-
line features and an eye that CLEANS
like bar of broken steel. This is none
other than Henry Williamson, of Ariz-
ona, who is pioneer of pioneers. He
was in Oregon in 1S43, in California in
1S47 and in Arizona for the past sixteen
years. At seventy-five years of age he
is as erect as when l first knew him,
then barely turned forty.
81 see your folks credit Shiloh to
Cosmo," says Mr.. Williamson, (which
| deem incorrect. My belief is that he
is by Belmont, and Andy Stevenson,
who bred him, believes 80 now although
he did not think so at first. Shiloh was
foaled Just eleven months from the last
service by Belmont, although the mare
Fanny Harper) was bred to Cosmo
twice later on in the season."
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Mr.. Williamson and his brothers set
tied on Stony creek, Colusa county,
early in 1858, and put on line of stages
from there to Shasta. Between Stony
creek and Sacramento they ran the
steamer Express. When they came out
they brought with them the thorough
bred stallion Belmont, from whom are
descended 60 many really good and
clever performers both in harness and
under the silk. There are scores of trot-
ters that trace back to him, and he en-
joys the isolated honor of being the sire
of the only thoroughbred stallion (Ven-
ture, 2:271a) that ever got into the 2 80
list. Mr.. Williamson holds his accumu-
lation of years better than any man 1
know. His eye is as clear as ever and
his voice bears not the slightest trace of
senility. His present place of residence
is at Mesa City, Arizona.
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Hancock Johnston, broad-shouldered
and sunbrowned, grasps my hand with
that hearty grip which is characteristic
of positive man. He is now living in
San Diego county, and has secured the
riparian rights on both sides of a we'll
watered canon, where the snow falls in
the winter and the grass is strong and
nutritious. 1t is capital place for rails
ing horses, 80 that he calculates to have
some finely-favored and powerful horses
for sale before two years more have
, lapsed.
Another well-preserved man who
comes up to shake hands with me is
Judge Thomas D. Mott, who has lived
in Los Angeles ever since 1850. He has
served several terms as county clerk and
once as county judge. He and l talk
over the old days when l was corre-
spondent for the San Francisco dailies
from this point and used to sit up all
night preparing copy" for the print
ers when the overland stage
In those days there was but one rec
Union, where all the leading people of
bIS ClCy LIEU w tdlh OHCI blC uCWc bhtt
had come in by the overland stages.
Judge Mott is about the only one of my
acquaintance of that day that is now
left.
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Capt. Francis Tomkinson, of Santa
Monica, is another whom | have not
seen in years. He was navigating lieu
tenant on H. M. S. Scylla, at Esqui-
malt, when l first met him. He has
grown in latitude rather than longitude
since then, and his sunbrowned face
bespeaks grangeristic proclivities. Ger
tainly, in time of peace there can be
nothing more dismal than service on a
British man-of-war; and | must con-
gratulate the captain on his resignation
from the navy and his self-enrollment as
a citizen of California.
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Harry Rose comes along with his
brother Guy, who has just returned
from Paris, where he has been pursuing
his artistic studies. He is tall man
with iet-black hair and beard, with
very quiet and thoughtful look on his
features. Guy Rose stands high among
the American colony of artists in the
gay French capital. He works slowly
and is conscientious in ali his undertak-
ings, preferring to paint but few pic
lures and have them of high order OF
merit. David Neal and Toby Rosenthal
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