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lovers Of Shakespeare, both contributors
to the wealth of the literature of the day,
both to be regarded in affectionate remem-
brance.
And Samuel Williams, and W. c. Bart
lett, with varied talents and with journal.
istic skill told their story truthfully and
pointedly, making their mark in the liter
airy world and reputation for clean
writing and sturdy phrasing worthy Of
| imitation. John S. Hi:tell. historian and
| chronicler, dealt by choice with the graver
matters OF life, delving into the past, dis
covering for us, as it were, the dead
rivers OF California giving to the reader
pictures OF untrodden valleys, OF forgotten
races. and preparing himself for 'history
OF California"
j. T. Doyen and DR.. Harris picture for
us in golden colors life in the Orient, and
NJ. J. Kelly takes us back to far Cartha-
gena, ana from there to spend the night in
the "steppes of Russia" And Thomas
Magee, business man and litterateur. who
found time to write of 'overworked soils
and of the marvels of "an overland trip"
carrying with him a well-studied volume
of Shakespeare, rejoicing in it's possession,
and always ready to express his love for
the great master. And George f. Parsons,
who knew and told US all about "Bohe-
mianism," initiated us into its mysteries
and then took us off into the fields OF
journalism and for time left US there.
And Mrs. Eugenia Melville, who gave to
her English stories a dainty, French
piquancy that made them delightful read
ing.
And how the professional men appeared
in their strong, vigorous monologues-the
Rev. H. D. Jenkins, DR.. D. Walker, the
Rev. A. w. Loomis, DR.. J. S. Silver, DR.. G.
T. Shipley, the Rev. D. C. Baseball writ
ing with purpose, all contributing to the
new kingdom of knowledge.
These all belonged to the period indi-
Gated. A little later their number was in
creased and strengthened by host of new
writers whose names and characteristics are
familiar to our readers.
And Daniel O'Connell, the granddaughter
of the great Liberator, who makes sun
shine wherever he is, and whose poems
and ballads and love-songs make us al
most angry with him that he is so diet
tante in his methods. Alas! Dan is MINI
rod and the time which should belong to
the muse land the muses. will not be tritied
with is given TO piscatorial pursuits, yet
O'Connell has been prolific writer, writ
ing on the wing as it were, and apparently
indifferent as to the fate OF his fugitive
songs Of which he has made bat one colec-
ton. Dan may be called the Tom Moore
OF California, and if he isn't Tom Moore
it is because he is SO many good fellows in
one that it is difficult to place him.
have purposely excluded any reference
to the corps Of dramatic critics. The
work they have done is too important to
be dealt with as a part of the article and
must form the subject of special paper.
1t will be sufficient TO say that the dramatic
writer's of this City have a national and
international reputation of which they
may we'll be proud.
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The Writers of Long Ago.


With reverent hand l move the folds
of time which hide the dead past from
the busy present. Tenderly and with a
feeling of reverence l turn to the records
of those who, quarter of century ago,
sang the truth as it is in nature, to the
people of San Francisco. With affection
ate regard l open the volumes which con-
tain the songs, stories and something of
the lives of the men and women who then
belonged to the world of letters in Cali
fornia.
do this, not looking for faults, with no
desire to expose forgotten weaknesses;
not to draw aside the habiliments of the
grave, but inspired by the beauty, the
truth and the intrinsic value of the
works of these early writers, to enter a
simple plea that they be all lovingly re-
membered in these Christmas times.
Some have passed into the valley of the
great shadow, some have wandered from
us into distant lands and some are still
with US in the flesh. Let rs believe that
they are all with US around our Christmas
fires, Frightening our dull lives, making
pictures for US in the Pickering flames of
the yuie log, 1etelling their stories, feast
ing our eyes upon the realization of their
dreams, filling our hearts with common
love, playing upon our sympathies, max
ing US glad that they were and that we are.
No voice that sang for US then, however
feeble its notes so long as they were true,
should be forgotten. They were the true
historians, and whoever writes the story
of California must turn to these and even
earlier writers and in their fugitive songs
lind that material necessary in a true his
tory of the lands by the peaceful sea.
In these records every phase of Western
life, the strong, the robust, manly, yet in
tensely dramatic life, is told in language
SO beautiful in its simplicity, so strong in
as realism, SO apt in its description. tina.
the scenes depicted are as fresh to us to-
day as they were to those who read the
tales as they were told. Stories of heroic
adventure, of the opening up of new fields
of enterprise, Of the discovery of new re-
gions of wealth, of the indomitable pluck
and perseverance Of the men who built up
the fortunes of this new empire of the
West, stories or love, of passion, of re-
venge, of heroism. of victory and of defeat
stories of self-abnegation, of splendid self
sacrifice, of mans love for man, of woman's
devotion, OF mans perfdy, OF woman's be-
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trayal, of broken hearts, of blighted ambi.
death and the grave.
We hear the musical clangor of the pick
in the bowels of the earth; we see the
eager, anxious, expectant look in the face
of the delving miner; we see that look turn
to one Of blank despair as the fruits of his
labor come to him as dead Sea apples
and we see that look also pass away as,
with the courage true to his nature, he
turns in another direction, in another
effort to win success, and are with him as
the golden metal yields to his will and
crowns him victor.
We see these strange sons of toll in their
wild abandonment in the miners camp,
we read of their quarrels. their fatal duels,
and we are told of the code of honor by
which their lives were governed. We hear
their lusty yet musical songs, and we know
that in the midst of their revelry there are
sad hearts thinking. sad souls dreaming OF
dear ones away in the farthest East. We
know the story of their lives and their
privations and their hopes, and with all
their follies, their sin and shame, we for
get everything but the great manliness OF
their natures and the splendid pluck OF
their lives.
We see them telling the giants of the
forest and hear the ak of the woodsmen
ringing through the forest and its curious
echo among the hills. And when the days
work is done we see the woodsmen gather
round their campfire and hear the stories
that were told thousand years ago retold
in the heart of the forest of California.
And, as in the mining camp, so in the
lumber camp, there was always poe: who
sang of nature and of her magical charms
and who sang truly because his heart was
true.
And we have stories OF the mining law
rar sud the rough but faithful mining
parson, and of the honest and dishonest
gambler, and of great-hsarted doctors, and
teachers, and leaders, and OF all the men
who daily carried their lives in their
hands and who thought of self never
And stories of the brave, simple girls 60
ing into these wild regions to take up the
task of educating the more youthful of the
population, of their marvellous influence
upon the men amid whom they dwelt. of
the magical changes in their surroundings,
of the strange courtships and love scenes !;
and, alas! of the tragedies as well as the
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he may be singing the song of 'Chiquita,
or the ballad of "Dow's Flat" or making
hearts cry over the story of 'Jim," OF
melting the world to tears with Dickens
IN Camp" Will he ever write another
| 'lllad of Sandy Bar" or sing of "Cicely,"
| or send can Answer to Her Letter." or
Will he give us another Penelope" or
delight and charm us again with plain
Language From Truthful James? Per-
haps not.
Look here upon this picture" A new
light in the Western world. young and
gallant soldier in the MONDAY of life,
leaving the scenes of battle and blood,
stepping out of the fierce medley of war
into the gentler fields of literature. A
piumed knight equipped for peaceful con-
| quests, lance in rest but ready at call for
knlghtly deeds. So came Ambrose Bierce
into our world of letters five and twenty
years ago. Turn to his Haunted Village
ana read the strong, virile tale of the
times, the vivid and forceful picture OF
scenes entirely new to him. Color, draw
ing, breadth and strength are there, with
freshness that is charming and delight
1ui and an art that was meant to endure.
Ana how much we owe him for delightful
hours with the "Grizzlies." How full of
humor and quaint oddities of expression
ana touches of pathos and broad, bold
English, without twist in it. And thus
he wrote and satirized and stirred as by
the potency of the skill that was in him
until the shadow fell npon his genius-the
! shadow that hurt his ambition and turned
| his LIES purpose awry.
And Ina d. Coolbrith: when We think
OF her, the sweetest singer of them all, we
are IN the dreamland of poesy and there
comes to us on the soft air of the newborn
| day the perfume of the rose and the deli
cate odor of the violet. The fern and the
brake, the splash of water, the shadow on
the hillside, the swish of the birds through
the air, the music of the trees. the sun
tinted sky, the gray robes of the night in
the darkling clouds-all these are ours in
the plaintive songs Ina sings.
| And Joaquin Miller, the eccentric, whose
| wonderful creations, whose strange pen
| pictures, whose weird Imagination and
whose gift of song make of him figure
picturesque, bold and prominent in Cali
fornia. Nor has he a local reputation
| only. The poets of other lands recognize
and welcome him as a brother, and
even the critics agree that he possesses
that indetinable something which, for lack
| of better name, we call genius.
And Lucius II. Foote, soldier, diplomat
ard scholar, whose utterances are always
chaste, classical and poetical. No man has
done more to dignity and elevate litera-
ture. No writer has so we'll preserved that
Il nh
the gentle scholar from him who is merely
scholastic.
And NJ. G. Upton with his strong,
wholesome and pure English master of
political economy, breaking occasionally
into lighter vein of humorous descrip-
ton, always clear, lucid and to the point
And Andrew Mcfarland Davis and his
brother Horace Davis, both passionate
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A QUESTIONABLE RISK.

The building was on the "black listn of
the insurance companies because one Of
'tne tenants had already burned out four
Tunes under suspicious circumstances,
ana apparently with pecuniary profit to
himself.
1t was, therefore, impossible for this
tenant to get insurance from any COM
pany. and the boycott went so far as to in.
ciude any building that harboreo him or
his stock OF goods. The business concern
that had moved into the "black-Iistedn
building was disturbed. The head of the
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firm went tc an insurance agent and said:
Il wish you could arrange 1t in some
way to insure our stock
Pm sorry" replied the agent "but the
companies have no confidence in that
man on the floor adove"
He can't get insurance, eh?"
mot cents worth. They're onto him
all along the line"
"Wel, do you think there's any danger
OF hire IN that building as long as he's
not insured?"
We'll, should say not. never
thought of that before"
The nrm received its policy at once.
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Don Ramon much deplored
The message of recall.
He said, "Friend, be assured
That in the Spanish land
You will clasp no truer hand,
Find no hearts more fond and kline
Than those you leave behind"
Along the crescent beach,
When the moon shone clear ant
cold,
Where the wintry surges rolled
To the brooding ENJOYS feet,
As he paced, they seemed to say:
"Oh, remember, never more
viii you wander by this tide
With Dulce by your side;
Never more beneath yon moon
Will you hear her silvery voice
In her tender glance rejoice,
In all the years TO GOMEZ
Though beyond lie fame and gold,
Think that love and truth are here.
There has passed no lovers token,
No words of passion spoken;
But you know her heart will break
With pining for your sake"
"Hush thy voice, reproachful tide,
His troubled soul replied.
What? surrender my career2
l, the chosen of the king,
Brave dishonor and disgrace
For girls lovely face,
And aside his favo RS fling?
| may find maid as dear;
I'll forget, and love again.
There are danes in Sunny Spain
Women great In wealth and pride
From whom I'll win my bride"
AS he turns to go, the bells
From the Mission turret peal,
And their silver cadence swells
Ger the waters, sweet and clear.
All, never in all time,
Shall again that liquid chime
Ger his tortured senses steal,
To his nobler thought appeal.
A soft hand is laid in his;
"My querida Dulce, here!"
"Yes, Don Manuel, it is I,
Come here to say good-by,
Famed by every passing breeze,
l will pray, dear friend of mine,
For all grace on thee and thine;
But though blest with love and power
When the Angelus you hear
Think of her who holds you dear
Forget not, friend, this hour"
Her head is on his breast,
His lips to hers are pressed;
Love has won-a simple stone
The tender story tells
OF love which far outshone
Ambitions paltry wreath.
Two hearts, faithful unto death,
Long since passed away,
And the wild flowers deck their grave
By the shores of Carmel Bay.
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lin 1872 Charles OF spain sent one OF MS
most esteemed courtiers and soldiers, Don
Manuel Dellaeasa, on special mission TO
Monterey to examine into and report to him
upon the condition and prospects OF the Span
ish colonists at that port. Don Manuel was
warmly received at Monterey and fell in love
with Dulce Gomez, the daughter of the COM
mandant Regardless of the Kings repeated
summons and consequent displeasure, the
envoy married the fair Californian and sur
rendered his pleasant career at home for loves
sweet sake. After long and happy life the
devoted couple died within a month OF one
another and were buried few yards north OF
old Carmel Mission Church,
Came a message from the King,
From his Majesty of Spain,
To Don Manuel: Prepare
To sail forth upon the main
To the far Pacific shores.
Where our Spanish subjects dwell;
We would learn how they fare.
Haste thee, good Don Manuel"
He, the Youngest of that court,
And the gayest of the gay,
First in war and first in sport,
To be summoned thus away,
From the banquet and the ball,
From the moonlight serenade,
But he heard and he obeyed,
And he babe farewell to all,
From the cannon-guarded wall
OF the fort at Monterey
They marked vessel tall
Cast her anchor in the bay,
And the ensign of proud Spain
To the breezes foated wide,
"'Tis an envoy of the King"
Did the commandment decide.
With welcome, and with feast,
Did Don Ramon entertain
His young and honored guest
Don Manuel of Spain,
And the flower of all the town,
Dulce, his daughter, filled
To the brim the greeting cup,
And the strangers heart was thrilled
BY her dark eyes, looking up
All shyIy to his own.
And she felt that ne'er before
Did so grand cavalier
Grace the old fort on the shore.
The autumn passed away
In pleasure, song and fete,
In long rambles DER the hills,
In saunterings by the bay,
With Dulce at his side.
Don Manuel rocked naught
OF his duty to the King,
Every impulse, every thought,
In Dulce eentering.
The mandate came one day,
With the royal seal impressed,
Return without delay,
With your tidings from the West"
With pang of bitter grief,
Troubled brow, he fain would hide,
He said, Ramon, my friend,
"My missions at an end,
l depart hence. Christmas eve.''
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they are In this talr land that had they
been translated to some seat Of learning in
the older lands they would have been hon.
ored by the great thinkers of the world.
Fortunately for the University of Califor-
MIA both these scholars have been con-
tented to find the reward of their labors in
training Its youth. What an odd, quaint
and delightful pair they are! Professor
Kellogg shows all the signs and mark. of
his Scottish ancestry, with his terrible
common sense. his immediate acceptance
of facts and his disposition to reject fam
cies; having withal a dry wit, though it be
Scotch. and nature gentle and kindly as
that OF a true woman. Professor LIE Conte,
scientist, shows quickly his French origin,
giving you the hard facts of science in
such dainty, delicate, FURNISHED words as
to make a poem of almost all his utter
ances. To spend an evening with either
or both of these men is a reward for year
of hard work.
Bret Harte What memories the name
touches! What springs of almost forgotten
lore bubble up at the very sound of his
name! How the pine trees echo it, how
the canyons reverberate, how the camp
jewellers shout it, how-the bronzed maidens
of California sing it and how we love it
and wish he had never left us! I wonder
if he. doesn't hunger for the old groves, for
the brown hills, for the superb manliness
which he has thrown away tor the dreary
monotony of city life. Can he not hear
his "Angelus" calling him back, or his own
Fate" warning him to return to "San
Francisco From the Sea-" or will he in this
Yule-time send us message by his "Sea
Bird? Has the "Luck of Roaring Camp"
followed him? Dare he ride again with
'Friar Pedro? or has be lost that voice
that sang for us "Madrona," or is his "Idyl
of Red Gulch" forgotten, or is he still tell
ing it to "Tennessee's Partner" or has he
drawn picture of the "Grizzly'' for his
new friends, and for some fair London
lady has he written "Her Letter." or told
her of the mountains Heart s-ease," or
painted for her .'Portala's Cross or
amused her with the tale of Brown of
Calaveras"; or has he startled the scien-
tlfic world with another story of the "Or-
nithologist," or is he still writing the
History OF Our Ishmaelites"2 No. Yet
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PERSONAL AND OTHER ITEMS.

City Engineer Frick is absent from
town.
Miss Nellie stanton. of Fallbrook
street, VINO has been very i'll for the
past few days. Is able to be out again.
Mrs. x. D. Jackson. of Lancaster. O.,
is guest at the home of s. +. Carpen-
ter on Spring street She is a sister
in.,aw of Mrs. Julia Derby, who makes
her fcrne there.
Miss Minnie Marcy returned Wednes-
day from an extended visit with her
s'ster at Fowe's Cave. ". Y.
Frederick Moses and Isaac Singer at
tended the Excelsior social in Scranton
Wedres sday evening.
Alderman l.. T. Bunnell and wife are
in Brooklyn, Susquehanna county, at
terdinE family reunion.
John Missett, of Schenectady. ". Y,
Is visiting his parents on Brooklyn
street
Mr.. Brown. engineer of the G & G.
Cooper Co, of Mt. Vernon, O.. who
erected the silk mill engine. left town
yesterday his work being completed
Albert Breese, a Delaware and Hud-
son trainman. of iDarte avenue, had
his right hand badly bruised between
car bumpers in the yard Wednesday
night.
r. W. Bryant. son of Captain Bryant,
Formerly a resident OF tnlS city. has en-
gagged in the manufacture of patent
medicine. He was in the city Wednes-
day introducing his wares. Mr.. Bry-
ants friends here will wish him success
in his venture.
william McAndrews, clarionet soloist
In the Mozart band. has accepted po-
sition with the Lawrence orchestra, of
Scranton.
A. daughter was born to Mr.. and Mrs
r. r. Reese. of North Washington
street, this morning.
Mr.. and Mrs. James Dennison, Of
Brooklyn, N. Y, are visiting at the
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PRICE 9ORG.

Mrs. John Eddy, of Hallstead ave-
nue.. who died on last Tuesday, was
buried today in the Priceburg cemetery.
Rev. William Holder conducted the
service.
John Hawk visited friends in Oily
phant last evening.
The many friends Of Mrs. William
Smith. of North Main street. will be
grieved to hear of her death, which
occurred at a. m. yesterday. She had
been troubled for some time with heart
failure. Deceased is survived by hus-
band. William Smith. our prominent
hotelkecper, and three children, Ma
tilda. John and Andy.
Owing to some disagreement, the
Father Mathew societies of this town
did not participate in the parade held
at Jermyn yesterday.
Many persons living here, and who
were employed at the Riverside colliery
in Archibald, VIII be pleased to know
that IL will resume operations Wednes-
day. Oct 16.
John T.. McCawley, our well-known
teacher, has accepted a position as
editor of the Priceburg Recorder. This
paper Is to be published sometime in
the near future by the Scranton News
union. We wish Mr. McCawley sue
cess in his new Undertaking
The Olyphant Water company have
extended their line up Hallstead ave-
nue. to Carmalt street. This will be
a great accommoda ton to people resid-
ing on these streets
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HAL 8 TEAO.

Clarence Ward. who makes q business
of repairing steeples, fell from one. a
distance of ninety feet, and broke both
arms, at Dayton, Ohio, this week 1t
is thought that one of them will have
to be amputated He Is well-knOwn in
this place. Mr.. George Ward. of this
place, who is his uncle received a tele-
gram telling him Of his nephew's mis-
fortune. He left at once for that place
l.. p. Parks. of Hickory Grove, was
in town on Wednesday.
y large number of the young friends
of Miss Edna Ward assembled at her
home. on Church street, on Thursday
evening. Oct. 10, and gave her O sur
prise. Games were INDUCED in until a
late hour, when those present departed
to their several homes.
Mrs. William Hoover and sons are
visiting In Candor. N. Y.
Joseph Hollon is entertaining a BROTH
er from Skaneatlas
A branch of the Catholic Benefit and
Beneficiary association has been organ
lied in town.
The new Baptist church is to be dedi-
Gated about Nov. 10.
A Debating club is to be formed at
the Railroad Young Mems Christian as
sociation. The first session will be held
on Saturday evening. Oct. 26.
There will be Christian Endeavor
rally In the Baptist church on Sunday
evening.
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home of Mr. and Mrs. NJ. X. Purdy, on
South Spring street.
Mrs. George Davis. of Scranton. is the
guest of Mrs. s. NJ. Bayley, of Canaan
street.
Miss Cora Ellis. of Waymart, who
has been visiting Mrs. John Simpson.
OF River street. returned to her home
yesterday.
The Misses Bessie and Annie Borth,
of Boston. are visiting their parents.
ON Sand street.
Mrs Thomas Maddox. of Jamestown,
n. V, Is the CUES. of Mrs. Charles Av-
cry. of Garfield avenue.
Mrs. Frank King and Mrs. Enos Ed
ridge of Norwich. n. Y. are the guests
of Mr. and Mrs. n. c. Alvord, on
Thorne avenue.
George Klotz arrived home from New
York city last evening.
Alderman S. s. Jones was in Scran"
ton yesterday.