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Year: 1874

And there drawn up in array on the
lawn, were old Gilbert and Polly, and all
the rest OF them waiting TO welcome back
their old mistress. Marian turned to her
husband, who, with smiling face, was
presenting his wife TO bis servants.


"What does ii all mcan2" she asked in a
puzzled tone.


"Nothng-except that my whole name
is Clement Burke Hallowell, and you are
my wife. Pardon my deception, Marian,
but I fell in love with you before I saw
you. l knew that no ordinary woman
would have sacrificed what you did from a
sense of honor, and resolved TO know you.
l felt sure you would not prosper my suit
If was known to you as the heir, aud 50 1
was n poor artist instead and, darling, l
am very poor artist, for 1 never drew a
thing in all my life. You know you used
to tax me last summer with my miserable
laziness, but / was on an entirely different
kind of business from picture making.
And you say you can forgive me2'


She could do no better, she said, seeing
that he had already settled everything his
own way and she glded gracefully In
TO her old place as mistress, and Hallowell
house had its own again.
Year: 1874

Abby Smith and her sister are getting
in bad way. They made so much fuss
over the sale of their cows that the colec-
tor proposes TO take their land, or so much
OF it as is necessary, and they say "he must
be devoid Of all feelings OF humanity II he
can go on and attach our property after all
we have said to him." The inhumanity OF
making the wealthlest citizens Of a town
pay their ia Ies is something the average
Connecticut mind doesn't comprehend.
Year: 1874

E A rumOr had been extensively circulated in
Wast that an additional for had been
made upon the Pacific Mail Steamship Company's prop
ertvunder which they would be held liable for tho


,nent Of 100000 and that threat had been sent the
Company that unless the paid the property


in This city would be seized TRIBUNE reporter Visited
the Tax Office Saturday and there learned that some
dispute had arisen between the city ana the Com


pany with regard to the assessment Of 1873.
and that the latter had carried the case 10
the Court of Appeals where it had been
decided In favor OF the city. Upon tins decsion tho
Company paid the city the amOant claimed, together


with the ACCRUED iUterest The asseasuent for 1874
Year: 1874

The last and newest name applied
to Mr.. BEAUDRY by those employed
to malign him is "Land-Grabber."
AS the gentleman has never acquired
foot of land for which he did not pay
the price asked by its owner and for
which he holds legally made out and
properly signed deeds, the intended
opprobrium of the appellation falls to
the ground and the animus of the at
tack appears to be based on the SIM
pie fact that the gentleman named is
the possessor of some means. This,
then, is the extent of his offending.
By care and industry he has acquired
a competence, and because he has done
so individuals in the employ of the
ring denounce him as unfit for the
duties of public servant. We doubt
If this objection will serve the purpose
for which it is urged. 1t is, we believe,
generally admitted that the ability of
a man to attend to his own business is
pretty strong presumptive evidence
that he has the capacity and energy to
discharge the duties of public officer.
If this rule holds good, the difference
between the qualifications of Mr..
BEAUDRY and Mr.. SABICHI for Mayor
is SO great as to be beyond COMPARE
son. If Mr.. BEAUDRY had no interest
to serve save his own, he would labor
for the advancement and prosperity
of Los Angeles, because being one of
her wealthy citizens her prosperity
would to a certain extent be his own.
But we do not admit that Mr.. BEAU
DRY is selfish man. His acts prove
him the contrary. He is entitled to the
name of public spirited, liberal
minded citizen. He has accomplished
with his own money work which
the Express admits will prove of in
calculable benefit to our city. If Mr..
BEAUDRY is wealthy, he uses his
wealth for the good of all. For want
of other argument, we presume the
Express will continue to urge Mr..
BEAUDRY's property as a reason why
he should not be chosen as Mayor, end
we presume before the campaign is
over 1t will urge voters to support Mr..
TIFFANY and Mr.. SABIcHI on the
ground that though they have not sue
ceeded to any great extent in the way
of managing their own business, the
Water Company are willing to chance
either of them in the management OF
theirs.
Year: 1874

THE San Francisco Bulletin has re-
duced its price to twenty-five cents
per week. The Bulletin is well worth
that sum, and the people are indebted
to the Atlantic and Pacific Telegraph
Company for. the reduction. Give the
Associated Press the old monopoly OF
the news dispatches and up would go
the price of those papers that COM
posed the monopoly.
Year: 1874

PEOPLE who write many letters will
be glad to know that Postmaster- G en-
eral JEWELL says there is no truth in
the report that he intends recon-
mending an increase of the present
rates of postage. He thinks that let
ter postage should be reduced as soon
as the expense for carrying the mails
can be reduced.
Year: 1874

THE Oakland Ne,os thinks Govern
or BOOTH would be defeated if nomi-
mated for President by third party.
That depends on the third party which
just now appears to be without a local
habitation and a name. Our new Sem
ator will go into the Senate without a
party or political constituency,
Year: 1874

The Bakersfield Courier says: Now
that the railroad has reached us we
must expect its benefits to be in some
degree alloyed the by the influx into
our hitherto peaceful and moral COM
munity of more or less of the depraved
hoodlum element of San Francisco.
Year: 1874

WE have been told for the last eight
years that the defeat of any portion OF
the Administration party, would inn
pair the public credit. If there was
any truth in this electioneering trick
the public debt is badly damaged now.
We await q shower of splinters.
Year: 1874




He was young, he was fair, and he
parted his hair, like the average beau,
in the middle; he was proud, he was
bold, but the truth must be told, he
played like a fiend on the fiddle. But
aside from this vice he was everything
nice, and his heart was so loving and
tender, that he always turned pale when
ne trod on the tail of the eat lying down
by the fender He clerked in the store,
and the way that he tore SiT calico,
jeans, and brown sheeting, would have
tickled n calf and made the brute laugh
in the face of a quarterly meeting. He
cut quite dash with darling mustache,
which he learned to adore and TO cher
ish; for one girl had said, while she
dropped her proud head, 'twOuld kill
her to see the thing perish. On Sun
day he'd search the straight road to
church, unheeding the voice of the
scorner; and demurely he sat like
young tabby cat, with the saints in the
far amen corner. He sang like n bird,
and his sweet voice was heard fairly
tugging away at the long metre; and
we speak but the truth when we say
that this youth could outsing a hungry
musquiter.


She was young, she was fair, and she
scrambled her hair like the average belle
of the city; she was proud, but not bold,
yet the truth must be told that the way
she ehewed wax was pity. But aside
from this vice, she was everything nice,
and the world much applauded her bus
tie; the Fayetteville boys, being charm
ed by the noise, walked miles Just to
hear the thing rustic. She cut quite a
swell, did this wax-chewing belle, and
the men fioeked in armies to meet her;
but she gave them the shirk, for she
loved the young clerk, who sang like "a
hungry musgueter. She hemmed and
she hawed, and she sighed and she chaw-
ed, until her heart and jaws were both
broken; then she walked by his store,
while he stood at the door awaiting some
amative token. She raised up her eyes
with pretty surprise and tried to enact
the proud scorner; but to tell the plain
truth, she Just grinned at the youth who
loved the devout amen corner.
Year: 1874

Dear Friend: I've received your letter


In which you havs asked me To aid
The glorious Temperance movement


BY joining the praying crusade. "
would really like to help you


In the work so well begun;
But my daughter Is going to marry


\ retired distiller's son,
Frank holds an established position


In SOciety's highest grade;
So we need not inquire too closely


How his fathers money was made.
And, since one must be consistent,


You will understand my dear,
Why cannot indOrse the movement


Ny meaning, | am sure, is clear
That hope you may be successful,


GOu certainly will not doubt;
But EXpcdiency is my motto
And my aid you must do without
Have YOU heard Mrs. Stanton latelyg


DO you know think she would say
That you wage your temperance warfare
In a somewhat roundabout way:
Yet, whether saloon or Senate


Is the field of action, fear
The cynics will surely condemn YOU


For having stepped out of your sphere.
You know that the ideal Woman


Has nothing 10 do but to wait,
With white hands meekly folded,


For whatever may he her fate.
For weary years she has waited,


Crushed by the weight of wrong;
For years has the cry aScended:


How long, oh, Lord! how lOng:'
Drunkards would hide from the daylight,
If half of the stories were known
of the wives and mothers and daughters
Who have suffered, in silence, alone.
But, dear me! what an elegant strain
| have strayed into unawares.
must really close my letter


For my dressmaker's waiting down Stair!
Year: 1874

A NEW YORKER has invented ''blush
producer, and we are told that ANY
belle wearing it in her hat can, by touch
ing a spring, produce n blush at pleas
ure.' We think that with many of
the bellies up that way the best blush
producer would be, or ought to be, the
eonundrum: ''How did your father
make that very large fortune of hisl'
Year: 1874

In looking over fire insurance policy the


other day, we were struck with some Of the


oddities of the classfcations of materials.


Umbrellas, for instance, were placed under
the head of Hazardous. An umbrella
certainly is hazardous if you stand it in a


corner in a public place on wet day, or if
you lend it to friend, but we never inn
agined that it was of such an incendiary ma
ture that it needed to be protected by an ex


ira premium from bursting suddenly and
spontaneously into flames. But this is not
all. "Gunny bags it appears. are also
hazardous, and so is "soap." The danger
of a bar of soAp catching fire, and causing
devastating conhagration. seems to our ig-
norant mind, particularly small But of
course these insurance people know better,
that is the reason why they put such an in
hammable substance as iron castings on the
"hazardous" list, and why they class such
violent explosive as "earthenware" under
the same head "Shirts" we find classed
in "extra hazardous" we suppose because
of their propensity to ignite when exposed
to the air, and "wgs" are are ranged in
the same class, probably because they will
climb down off bureaus at night, and set
fire to the chairs 1t is a wonderful busi-
ness, this Insurance. and one of the most
remarkable things about it is that when you
call to take out a policy, the officers always
treat you as if you were prince, while
you drop in after fire to mention your
losses, they always look at you as if you
had just been caught stealing something
Saturday EUe'ling Post.
Year: 1874

In the District Court of the Fourteenth Judicial
District, of the State of California, in and for
the County OF Placer.


Nellie Winters VS.. Francis Winters.
Action brought in the District Court of the 14th
Judicial District of California in and for the
County OF Placer, and the Complaint filed in
said County of Placer III the Office of the
Clerk of said District Court.


The people of the State of California send greeting
to Francis Winters, Defendant:


VOU are hereby required to appear in an ac-
l. ton brought against You by the above
named plaintiff in the District Court of the 14th
Judicial District of the State of California, in
and for the County of Placer and to answer the
complaint filed therein Ga copy of which accom-
panles this summons), within ten days (eXclu-
sive of the day of service) after the service on
you of this summons--n served within this
county; or, if served out of this county, but
within this Judicial District, within twenty days;
or, if served out of said District then within
forty days-or judgment by default will be taken
against you, according to the prayer of said
complaint


The said action is brought to obtain a decree
of this court, dissoving the bonds of matrmo-
ny existing between you and this plaintiff, and
awarding to her the care and custody of her
minor child, Frank Winters, all of which is
more fully set forth III said plaintiff complaint
on file, herein a copy of which accompanies this
summons.


And you are hereby notified that if you fail to
appear and answer said complaint above re-
quired, the said plaintiff will apply to the Court
for the relief demanded in the complaint.


Given under my hand and the Seal of the


District Court of the Fourteenth Ju-


dical District of the State of Cali
[sEAL] fornia, in and for the County of Pla-


GER this ninth day of April, in the


year of Lord One Thousand


Eight Hundred and Seventy -Four.
n36-2m b. +. BURT, Clerk
Year: 1874

A young English woman, only
twenty-five years of age, named Mary
Harris, died on the platform of rail-
way station, near London, on Septem-
ber q, literally from broken heart.
In June, 1873, her husband ran away
from her, and since that time had not
given anything toward her support or
that of his two children. After a
long search for him she found out last
August that he was working in Shef-
field where he was earning good wages


She made up her mind to 60 to him,
but being without the money to pay
the fares of herself and children, went
down to Kent in the hope Of earning
enough money as hop-picker. She
remained there three weeks. and con-
trived to save eighteen shillings, and
started for London. She had been i'll
for several days previously, and said
her heart was aching and breaking.
Upon reaching the Bricklayers' Arms
station she rose from her seat and at
tempted to get out of the carriage, but
fell forward into the arms of her
mother, who was with her, saying:
Mother, dear, lead me somewhere. /
want to lie down. Bring Sarah and
Joe to me; l am dying" She was
placed upon the platform. but died in
the course Of minute or two before
anything could be done for her.
Year: 1874

There is world of truth in the
homely adage, "there is no use in
crying over split milk" Though
the milk of the last campaign was
not split through any intentional
fault of the Republican party, it is
nevertheless split, and cannot be
gathered together again. This is
no time for downheartedness or
vain regret, and much less for
fault finding and elimination. The
duty of Republicans concerns the
future, not the past, and the duties
of the future will be rendered much
easier by meeting them promptly
and boldly. In all great emergen


cies self confidence is half the battle.
Courage enlarges while cowardice
diminishes recources. It is we'll
enough that Republicans should
speculate on the causes that have
led to their defeat So far from
there being anything unmanly in
that, such speculation may give
strength and wisdom, provided it
is not conducted in spirit of
useless repining. It is plain
enough that our defeat was owing
partly to dissatisfaction with the
national administration, partly to
the Grange movement, which was
captured by the Democracy, and
made to contribute largely to a
Democratic victory, partly to the
temperance agitation, which caused
a very considerable secession of
voters from the Republican party,
and partly to minor and local causes


By most extraordinary combina


ton of circumstances we have suf


fered heavy reverse, but it is
absurd for Democrats to talk about
the Republican party being de


stroyed, or for any one to suppose
that the verdict of last Tuesday is
final and irreversible. As we have
said before, Republican principles
are as true now as ever, and defeat
is a school in which truth always,
grows strong. Properly improved
this defeat will become a source o1
strength to us. While it would be
in the last degree cowardly for Re


publicans to accept a single defeat
rs marking the downfall of thei,
party, it would be a clear sign o,
Year: 1874

political insanity for them to deny
that it is intended more or less as a
rebuke for the party, and for the
unfortunate mistakes of admin
istration and legislation into which
1t has fallen. It is useless to deny
that such mistakes have been made,
or that the result of last Tuesday
is largely due to them. That re-
suit does not mean that the people
OF Indiana are permanently Dem,
ocratic, or that they have suddenly
fallen in love with that party, but
it does mean that the Republican
party has erred. that it is now
before the bar of public opinion,
and that it must do works meet for
repentance before it can be restor-
ed to popular confidence. It is a
party of noble origin, grand
achievements and equally grand
possibilities. It contains more
elements of vitality than any other
political party ever organized in
this country. To admit that it
could be destroyed by single de-
feat or a score of defeats would be
to confess that ignorance is strong
er than intelligence, reaction better
than progress, the sentiment of
slavery more vital than that of
liberty. In short, it would be to
admit that the experiment of free
government, based on the intelli-
gence of the people and universal
suffrage, is failure.


But in order to make The party
what it has been, and what it ought
to be, it must apply itself with high
resolve, where it still has the power,
to work of reform, of retrenchment,
of economy, and of exposing every
abuse and Furnishing every wrong
practiced in it's name. It must
become more the party of the peo-
pie and less the party of office
holders. It must declare its inde-
pendence of caucus rule and cor
rupt rings of every sort. It must
insist on the rigid accountability OF
oficeholders to the people, and
show itself to be in fact as we'll as in
theory the embodiment of the best
sentiment of the country. By this
path, and this only, can the Re-
publican party regain the conf.
dence of the people.-Indianapolis
Journal.
Year: 1874

uOuTlSu. 1uey were uaTIl0U III
the church, of course. A ceremony
that is bound by Gods ordinance,
vows that reaches even beyond the
grave, should only be given under
the roof of Gods house. There
was no bridesmaid or groomsman.
Nellie, dressed in a simple white
dress, and with few orange flowers
in her hair, walked up the aisle on
Toms arm, and there, in the solemn
quietness of the church, with the
voice of Gods servant sounding in
their hearts, they were made one.


I knew that I had lost my daugh
ter; I knew that her love was mine,
that day, to morrow, forever, just
as it was when she sat on my knee;
but still, perhaps I am growing
childish; I could not keep back the
tears.


''Not crying, Dick!'' said Kitty;
and her own voice was not too
steady.


"Yes," said I, ''but I don't know
why. I am certain we have not
lost our child"


There was no party after the
ceremony. Toms people and our
family made a goodly number to
gather round the table, and we
fingered long over our dinner as if
dreading to part. But the hour
for parting came; Tom and Nellie
were obliged to hurry to catch the
train that was to carry them to
quiet place by the sea side, where
they were to spend-not all, please
God-but the first two weeks of
the honeymoon.


Such pleasant letters as came to
us from them both in those days!
Nearly every day Grace brought me
one, and calling all the family
around that they might listen to
what Nellie said.


When they came home, they
found Toms father and myself had
not been idle. We had bought
them a handsome, cozy little cot
tage, and furnished enough SO they
should 60 into it at once.


met them at the depot, and as
we had arranged beforehand, drove
them to their own house.
1--WE must get out here a mo-
ment," I said, and they both step
ped out of the carriage at once,
though with somewhat wondering
faces.


"Will we go in?" Tom asked.
"Yes, for a moment, and we
walked to the door. Kitty and our
children and Toms people were all
,, ,, standing in the hall to receive them,
and such shouting and kissing and
explaining I never heard before.
took Tom and Nellie one side
when they greeted every one; my
heart was too full for a speech
before them all.


"This is your house, children" "
I said, ''and it is for you to make it
a home. 1 pray God that you may
find in it all the peace and hap
piness you desire, and that your
children may be as great Joy to
you as you have been to us.


Kitty placed Nellie at the head
of the table. ut is your table and
you- house" said Kitty, "and your
place is here always" and we sat
down to the first meal in our chill
dren's house.


That is the house on your left
as you ge down the road. There
is Nellie now, playing with little
boy in the yard. That is young
Dick; he and I are capital friends
and companions. And we have not
lost our daughter; no, she is our
Nellie to day as she always was
and I think she will be our daugh
ter Just the same when we are
gathered round the throne of God
Year: 1874

A Coop SroRY.-An amusing story of an
English nobeman, recently deceased, is told
by the "Man About Town." in the English
Sportinq Gazette. We give it in his swn
words: "The duke" he says, "was once in
church, no matter where, when a collection
was announced for some charitable object.
The plate or bag, or whatever it might be,
began to 90 round, and the duke carefully
put his hand into his pocket and took out a
forin which he laid on the pew before him
ready to transfer to the plate. Beside him
sat little snob, who, noticing this action, i'm
itated it by ostentatiously laying sovereign
ALONGSIDE the ducal form. This was too
much for his grace, who dipped his hand into
his rocket again and pulled out another florn
which he laid by the side of the first. The
little snob followed suit by laying another
sovereign beside the first. His grace quietly
added a third Aorin, which was capped by a
third sovereign on the part Of the little snob'
Out came fourth forjn to swell the dukes
donation, then the little snob triumphantly
laid three sovereigns at once upon the board.
The duke, not to be beaten, produced three
forins. just at this moment the plate arrived.
The little snob took up his handful of sover-
eigns and ostcntatously ratified them into the
plate, then turned defantly toward his rival,
as who should say, 4 think that takes the
shame out of you,' Fancy his chagrin when
the duke, with grim smile, put one forn
into the plate and quietly swept the remain:
ing six back into his pocket. His grace used
to chuckle when he told the story, and |
think, on the whole, he had the hest of it,