The Arizona sentinel., 1897-08-21
LGITERiNG IN CALIFORNIA.
Third Series of An Editors Long JOuruey-.Thirty Miles Without
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 dollars Thirty years ago these two young men, brothers-in-law thrifty, hard-working Germans started cattle ranch in the Sar Joaquin valley. They had very little means, but they possessed pluck. Suffice 1t to say that from beginnings of few hundred acres they now possess hundredssof thou. sands of acres. Their realty lies in half dozen States, extending from Texas to Oregon, and thelr hel ds range over hill and dale for many hundreds of miles and are numbered by the tens of thousands. With these explanations the reader will better understand the nature of the business carrIed on at Head quarters ranch, which IS only a station for the transaction of busi- ness on this big California farm The principal business here is the raising of cattle, and most of the hay and grain grown is for feed for their own stock.
 This farm extends for more than one hundred miles in northerly direction from this point, varying in width from one to ten miles. It is all under the irrigation ditch. At various points are stations or headquarters for carrying on the business, all of which are connected by telephone line.
 At 4 o'clock was aroused by the alarm of the telephone bell and the babble of many tongues. l had not been out fifteen minutes nor gazed into the faces of 8 dozen men before l concluded that life or 6 farm of this kind is both drudgery and slavery. The men are over worked, and the manager is the hardest worked man of them all. He doesn't known what undisturb- ed rest is day or night. To bed at 1 Ii and uo at A And the halt n dozen telephone calls during the time he is trying to court Morphe- us! And yet the manager, Mir. T. E. Brown, has held tbe position for 20 years. At this ranch there Is a large supply store, a com modious office, pleasant rooms for guests, large dining hall, black smith and repair shop, and bunk house for the help. The men all furnish their own blankets, and not half of them avail themselves of the bunk house, but roll up in their blankets and sleep under straw or hay stack.
 During the early morning the telephone bell was constantly ring ing, and the manager interpreted to me some of the demands made over the line. Meanwhile prepara. tion for the days work was going steadily on, and the manager was fitting in and out, giving orders, answering questions, directing work, etc.
 At 5:3O o'clock Mongoljan step- ped to the door of the dining hall and sounded big traingle. In stantly work was suspended and a quiet march made for the breakfast table Ham, potatoes, hot biscuit, light bread. beans, dried prunes and coffee were served. The meal was well cooked, palatable and nicely served. Before seven:o'clock every man who goes away from the house to work had departed, and it was as quiet as at the midnight hour.
 "And, now," said the manager, "we'll take our breakfast; and leading the way, we were seated at the farther end of the dining hall at the table reserved for guests. A snow-whlte cloth covered the table, the dishes were of late pattern, and choicer steak, more perfect coffee or better bread it has rarely been my good fortune to taste.
 The beeves on this ranch are selected and shipped each year: A conservative steckman said to me that 20 per cent of the entire herd is shipped annually. That is to say, the herd increases 100 per cent every five years. Shipment Of beevcs on all these large ranches is made direct from the pasture to the San Francisco market.
 Eight o'clock found us stirring the dust very perceptibly on our