Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-07-07

4 California Miners ETcaiSnecG Trip
Down the Side 0f Il Mountain.

= California Miners ErcaiSnecG Trip
Down the Side of n Mountain.
Three miners from Angels camp were in
Stockton, Cal. recently. They stayc1 at
the Commercial HOTEL and during the day
met several old-time acquaintance In he
afternoon ore CT the trio suggested a trip
through the state insane asylum. "Excnse
me. / prefer to stay outside the walls Of
that institution said the smallest man of
the three. man who would probably weigh
40 pounds. and then he explained to a re-
porter for the Stockton Mail his reason for
declining to accompany his friends on a
tip to the asylum
Six or seven years ago / was working a
placer claim up in Placer county, on the
American river. / formed a partnership
with a powerful Italian called 'Macaruni
Mike He WAS a big fellow, weighed at
least $40 pounds. and was as strong as an
OK team Macaroni was known to have lift
ed $50 pounds dead weight from the ground
and placed 1t in wagon. He was -eat
partner as cheerful as a school girl about
to graduate. But Macaroni fell In love. and
the object of his big, manly heart was a
little French girl, the daughter of a miner
Macaroni thought all was right when one
morning IN early summer he learned that
his little sweetheart had skipped to Sacra-
mento with a young grocer from Michigan
BLUM and got married. From that time on
ne was queer. but was not violent until
about month later, when, one evening
while We were eating our bacon beans and
trout. MacGroni sprang from his chair. and
yelling. III killa the mon" dashed wildly up
the trail from the river in the direction of
Forest Hill. We found Maearoni about 10
o clock that night seated on q fallen log his
huge body swaying from side to side and
he moaning like a wounded bear. Being my
partner. 1t was thought best that should
first approach him and see II could man.
age him. did so, and to my happy sur
prise / found that he had become very quiet
and talked quite rational
Il felt sure Macaroni was himself again
l knew II we endeavored to tie his hands
and feet he'd get his Dago up and clean us
all out. So / suggested that when he fell
asleep they slip a moose of a lariat around
one Of his ankles and fasten the other end
OF the rope around my ankle; and them
should Macaroni awake ard attempt to
leave us. I'd feel the tug and try to uuiet
him They acted on the suggestion and
half an hour later We were all snoring
away on the bosom Of mother earth
About o'clock in the morning l dream
ed i had roped a wild steer and that NV
broncho began buckng, and just as / was
about to be .yanked from the saddle l
awoke. to find Macaroni tearing down the
hillside and 1 flying after him. One mo-
ment I'd be on my feet; the next on my
bead; then on my back: then rolling side
ways; then over again I'd go, expecting
tNery Dimp 10 De my last. when got my
50 nses again l was in my cabin, a mass OF
cruises and cuts from n.ad to foot
~" Where's Macaroni?" asked
Guess he's in Stockton. George re-
piled my miner attendant He cut loose
from you after dragging you 200 yards
down the hill and through the brush A
week later he was captured in the noun
tains, and finally went to the asylum at
Stockton.
mo. don't think I'll go to see the in
mates Of the asylum. I've had enough OF
lunatics" -