The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1896-04-26

refused 70 subscribe - small . sum 70
neap a5ong the canal. his only answer vas:
have not been Consulted"
Mr.. MoaaAon. Who IT one t3ms rented .
ranch from Mr.. McGEvrz. who livea out
By Lake Washfngssa. claims that on ieay-
Ing hat ranch after two yearv' occupancy,
he TURF ID over everything he had en- earth
10 his landlord ~ rental. but that did not
satisfy the hero Of the s-verdure Of eternal
snow. Who. After charging him for every
thing he could cenceiva Of while Ev1ng ON
the place. sued him for the services Of q
sandef. which had seea left there for him
70 feed and take care Of During the fall
81 m II was Monahon's custom 70 mount
dry goods boz on Pioneer place each
evening and amuse the passing crowd By
detailing to thsm the sccentr1cifies Of the
funny cid man Who hves sut ~ the lakA
Many interesting anscdotes ere to3d Of
Capt John Farnham, who lives in South
Seattle Speaking Of this Old veteran.
Charles OHarz. the veli-knopn ship car
penteF. tells the following: I'm the year
1851. b company With several other smalI
boys I was diving from the fender piles
Of the Constitution wharf In Boston. where
the United States friEate Constitution.
Old Iron Sides. was built The packet
81. Petersburg. Capt John Farnham vas
moored At the dock In making q dive. I
slipped and fen to the water. The force
OF the fall stunned me and quickly sank
out 81 sight The cry or Man overheard
was raised. and In lens time than II takes
me to tell II. Capt Farnham sprang into
the water and recovered my almost life
less body. The frst thing / knew when /
regAined consciousness two hours later. I
vas stretnhed out on the deck OF the St
Petersburg. and Mrs. Farnham was rub
bsng my feet and hands. and trying 70
bring me back 10 life. ] love tina; Old lady
and am glad to know that abe ssili lives
10 enjoy good health
Mr.. J. W. Edwards, one Of Puget sounds
rnosf respected pioneers. adds this one to
the credit Of the rough old tar:
In the winter of ls1s. while was store
keeper for Mr. Ae!gss, At Port Madison.
Capt Farnham came to the Office with .
stranger. TO whom he told me TO give Q
ticket for passage to San Francisco on ons
OF the company's ships and charge the
amount TO his account told him II would
be all right. and handed the ticket TO the
man. II seems that this fellow had been
a cook on q foreign vessel loading at Port
Biakeiey. and In some way had lost q quar-
ter Of beef overheard, for which he had
been discharged He walked over to Madi-
son. told his tale OF woe to Capt Farnham
and claimed that he had been discharged
without being paid OF. and was broke.
After buying his ticket Capt. Farnham
concluded 10 search the fellow and see II
he really was brokA Diving his hand into
the mans vest pocket. he pulled out so
piece. and In almost every other pocket in
the fellows clothing money was found
snugiy tucked away. This was too much
for the burly captain. who. seizing him By
the throat. cursed him rounday, and COM
PEELED him TO march up to the counter and
pay for the ticket he had received
Shortly after this" continued Mr. Ed
wards, Capt FarnhAm cut his leg quite
seriously with an adze- Looking at the
cash which the tool hae made sn his flesh,
he called himself some hard names, after
which he took = needle and thread. stitched
up the wound. and the next day was
around the store a. usual. laughing and
telling sailor yarns-"
Charles Besserer lives IN wAIlA wara,
where he owns q newspaper. He wss for
merry proprietor of the Walls Waiia
Waterman. and on September S. 1873. he
printed the verses which are here pro-
duced- He not only published them In q
conspicuous place in the paper. bu, called
attention to them editortaIly, claiming
that they possessed real poetic merit and
were worthy OF Byron or Shakespeare A
few days later. when a subscriber called
his attention to the fact that the lines
were nothing more nor less than ar across
tic. he felt like crawling into q deep, dark
hole-a ground hogs hole-a lonely hole;
yes. like crawling into q deep. dark hole.
and pulling the hole in. too"
MISTY.
Written for the watchman.
A. you cradle me on vcur knee. Mamma,
sing to me In tina, holy strain
cheek you pressed.
Faithful and true. 10 ycur soft. white
Oh, saw a scene, when Numbered last.
On your knee crce more. Of tina, land Of
the blessed
Lay me Down. and I'll dream again
Al, I creant heavenly dream. my Ma;
New. III tell n all to thee:
Dear sister. saw with form divine.
Dear Mamma. In tia, b@.n,ifai cine.
I would give the world. II the world were
To dwell Away. happy and free.
CD, you mind that old bexsar man.
Ragged. and sick. and poor.
Fesrs,x nsnght. for his soul was proud.
There Re SAT IN the gu aIucDAtfs
He died. on bis hps was = hall formed
prayer.
Ere the ms3righ: watch was Ger
We'll he vas n glory too, nv Ma,
Ana as happy as the blessed could he:
lo, he needed 20 aims IN that mansion OF
light.
Loved ana blessed. nor one wore. Of that
throrx SO bright.
A ccsfiier robe than he
Wal there cam. a shining host. my Ma.
All sngels ard seraphs so plain,
1--we 6esuaea from their eyes. ard their
sweet l3ps smiled
ravsiter far than an earth-hc~n child.
Az, they told ne when / from earth was
exiied.
We wcnid know no more sorrow OF cara
Ars row sing. for fain would SLEEP
IA arear, a. Gid before;