Arizona republican., 1894-12-28

place. Nor i.,d She ever picket out one of them. Freeo :" sraze upon the best grass they were sure to be on hand in the morning. She kept her Tehama property but a short time, and selling it at . profit disappeared.
 In 1852 George w. Frink kept the Tehama house, at the corner of Cali fornia and Sansome streets, San Fran cisco. John Duncan was his clerk. There were sitting around h-s office stove Gen. E. o. c. Ord, his brother, Judge Pacifcus Ord. Judge Cy Wal lace, Dr. Robert Semple, Gen. J. ". Denver, John Bigler, Lieut.. Derby and several other army officers. The Panama steamer had just arrived and the political situation at the east was being discussed, when a plainly dressed woman walked in, approached the counter, registered and asked to be assigned a room. The conversation lulled. Duncan disappeared to show the lady her room, and Frink walked to the register to look at the name.
 " lIO ID SHC! otShCu L1SuU. DtIUy.
 "Plain Jane Smith"
 From where does she hail?''
 ''She doesn't hail - that's left blank"
 For weeks and months the distin- guished guests of the Tehama won dered who Jane Smith could be and whence she came, but none of them could engage her in conversation. The landlord was one of the handscmest men of his day. and great ladies' man withal, yet he could talk to her of no other matters than those con nected with the business between them. She took all the commercial papers of the Atlantic board as well as those of San Francisco. As point CT John Duncan noticed that the old papers brought from her room were minus the market reports and the shipping intelligence.
 "No more ham for breakfast" said Landlord Frink. jocularly, to his guests. ''Gone away out of sight; been cornered just like four was a short time ago In the last six or eight months somebody has cornered pork, lard, candles, four, salt, beans, to- bacco, and be hanged if I know what else. am told to-day that it is a woman, who pokes around inquiring prices, giving no name, but when she buys always says: 'Cash.'"
 II have itr' exclaimed John Dun- can. Ut is our woman in 16. She has kept posted about what was on the way to this coast. Didn't tell you about the clippings? She must be worth million. Good for herr'
 It seemed plain to them now, and there was general clapping of hands in the circle around the stove.
 ''Parrott, or McCrary, or some one else must be backing and instructing her," said a,guest. No woman could do that of herself"
 Don't you believe it." said Lieut.. Derby. If she hasn't self-reliance, there is no virtue in physiognomy."
 Just then the object of the conversa- tion passed through the office and on up the stairs. A few minutes later John Doe," supposed to be one of ', came in, sent his card to 1G and ner- vously waited reply. It was noticed he drew deep sigh of relief as the message came: show the gentle man up."
 have given this gentleman an alias. Miss Jane Smith?" queried MT. Doe as he entered the room.
 "Jane Smith, at your service, sir"
 'Ah! Mrs. Jane Smith?''
 'Jane Smith is my name, and yours, I believe, is John Doe?''
 He bowed and she continued: "Oh, yes; think I have heard the name be- fore. You are engaged in trade, be- lieve, something of which womea are supposed to know nothing. You deal ia hams, sometimes in four, occasion. ally in pork, and it seems to me some. body once, told me you handled can- dles.''
 You seem well posted on my busi- ness, Miss Smith"