anaheim-gazette 1884-05-17

WEEKLY GAZETTE. Published every Saturday. Richard Melrose, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: One Year $2.00 Six Months 1.25 Three Months 75 OFFICE—In Conrad's Brick Building, Los Angeles Street, Anaheim. TRANSIENT ADVERTISING: SPACES 1 week $1.00 2 weeks $1.50 3 weeks $2.00 4 weeks $2.50 5 squares $2.00 6 squares $2.00 7 squares $2.00 JACOBS OIL TRADE MARK THE GREAT GERMAN REMEDY FOR PAIN. CURES Rheumatism, Neuralgia, Sciatica, Lumbage, Backache, Headache, Toothache. Bore Throne, Swellings, Sprouts, Bruises, Burns, Senile, Prost Hites, AND ALL OTHER MODIFY PAINS AND ACHES. Sold by Draggians and Designers everywhere. Fifty Cents a bottle. Directions in 11 Languages. D W. HUDSON. L. W. BENTZ D. W. HUDSON & CO.. Real Estate Brokers and General Land Agents BEFORE THE WIND. J. T. Goldrick in Boston Times. The Swallow by all odds was the luckiest old craft for her inches that ever sailed the seas. She was built of the cleanest North Carolina pine, hailed from Elenton, and her skipper, on whom be peace, came from behind the sand dunes of old Carrituck beach. I sailed with him away back in the fifties, rousing times, too, when a chap might find a berth all along shore. In those days our coast line awarmed with craft, mostly schooners, to which class the Swallow belonged. With the exception of myself, officers and crew were southern-born, the mate, a stalwart, clean-limbed Charlestonian, Anthony James by name, and a splendid specimen of the American sailor of these days. Generous and free as water, he would share his last dollar with a shipmate. He was six feet two inches, broad-shouldered, bearled and bronzed, and, withal, as gentle as a woman though as brave as a lion. He was a power behind the throne in the Swallow. The skipper, too, was a jolly old soul, a regular walking encyclopedia, having the depth of water on all the bars and in all the inlets along the coast at the ends of his fingers. Both he and the mate would holdly take chances with the Swallow through any inlet on the Virginia or Carolinas coast from daylight to dark. But though they took care of the Swallow the schooner was able to take care of herself, for she was one of those crafts which possess splendid weather qualities. All ones summer she plied between Charleston and New York, and was earning money hand over hand. One pleasant summer evening she cleared from Charleston packed to the hatches with cotton. The wind blew fresh from the southard with a slight drizzle of rain. The skipper seemed to be in a hurry, for he kept cracking it to her all the night. By morning he was up the coast and out of sight of the shore; but there was a stiffish breeze, which was shifting about. It came on stiffer and stiffer, and in the afternoon we reefer her down. Just before dark we made her snug and laid her to, with her head off shore. Before daylight the Swallow was wrestling with the great September gale in which the Central America foundered, the like of which has not been experienced on the coast of the Carolinas since twenty-seven years ago. During the night the wind went clear round the compass, but after sunrise it was steadily from the eastward, and in the top hamper it sounded like the roar of a huge organ. The daylight revealed a sublime spectacle. In every direction hurrying surges were sweeping past on the wings of the wind; immense hills of waves piled up to wind'ard in stately array. The little craft, stripped to a glimpse of the story she was hid in the sea, take his place he gave. As he mounts up here the outline of a light point on the starboard be placed it and runs the starboard bow. Steamer, dead ahead disappears under the Her sauls, boats, and waashed away. We people. As he looms union down, is run. The mate comes teras inlet is dead at Ella, a Charleston breaking up fast. "Aye, aye, the them before the sun James, if it was no I'd make a try of this. "By gracious, captain paused to mute "the tide is full on heaped away up. will admit, but any brand new main better than the beacon least forty feet high. "Well," and the sighance behind at "well Mr. James, he is the providence of to leeward How ad. Mr. James again The steamer had risen between her main-on it. Calling for the set to him, he leveled lost overboard. Stair He shut the glass himself out of the raft "Captain," spoke ed the wheel, "it is They report captain swept overboard, a pieces. Now if you let what's to hide draft's about the sand "But who is to put "If you run by elt to get to her. You me try it." "But if she should "Then I'll force Those passengers have she goes ashore in tha chance now, a s they ought to have one on board of her can to stave off tha that's only a question captain!" "Well Mr. James last. If you are go will be alongside r." D. W. HUDSON & CO. Real Estate Brokers and General Land Agents At Anaheim, Los Angeles County, California. Office:—Center Street, CITY PROPERTY BOUGHT AND SOLD, ORANGE Groves, vineyards, farms and unimproved lands for sale. Abstracts of Titles Furnished, Loans Negotiated, Taxes Paid and Rents Collected for Non-Residents. Those desirous of making profitable INVESTMENTS cannot do better than to call on us at our office. Correspondence Solicited. THE FAMOUS, UNRIVALLED KNABE PIANO. THE HARDMAN PIANO. A strictly first-class instrument at a moderate price. The Celebrated Chicago Cottage Organ. A. L. BANCROFT & CO. 731 Market Street, San Francisco. General Agents for Pacific Coast. GIANT BAKING POWDER During the night the wind went clear round the compass, but after sunrise it was steadily from the eastward, and in the top hamper it sounded like the roar of a huge organ. The daylight revealed a sublime spectacle. In every direction hurrying surges were sweeping past on the wings of the wind; immense hills of waves piled up to windard in stately array. The little craft, stripped to storm sails, gallantly struggled amid the billows, while over her, low down, sped the fleecy rack of the tempest in fast flying squadrons. The crew clustered aft about the wheel. An oil-clad sail stood beside the wheel, turning it a few spokes whenever she pitched heavily—something she took especial pride in, for she was apparently trying to dive clean through the waves, which were continually pounding her bows. Her skipper, also in an oil suit, was crouching under the weather railing, keenly alive to the actions of the vessel. The mate stood by the companion-way nagging the helmsman, and the crow were hitching on to secure holding places. Everything was battened down fast, the galley fire was out, and the crew had breakfasted upon an extra reef in their waist belts. As the day advanced without any abatement in the fury of the tempest, the skipper became anxious. His critical eyes began to measure the on-coming billows, which, when the craft rolled to the windard, seemed from their base like the steep sides of mountains. And it became manifest to him that if his craft tipped and was caught in the clutch of any of the huge waves she would be thrown off into the trough and be swallowed up in the fearful gulfs between the billows. Shortly after noon there came an ominous hull. Its effect was startling. Suddenly there was a new motion. Instead of the regular pitch and roll, the schooner would be lifted up to the crests of the billows, quiver a moment, and then settle down into shelter, where she was encompassed with hills of hurrying surges. A seafaring life is one which trains the faculties to a keen quality of perception. It develops promptness and a resolute reliance which becomes a second nature in the trained mariner. He never will hesitate in a great crisis. He promptly singles out the best and safest line of action, and boldly executes it. It was this quality in the skipper which caused him to spring to the wheel, take the spokes in his own hands and thunder: "Spring forward into the weather forerigging, all of you! Mr. James, stand by to cast off the main sheet. Lively, men, lively! So! Now, Mr. James, ease off handsomely;" and the skipper with a keen glance to windward sent the whirling wheel hard up. As her head began to fall away, she mounted up on the top of a great wave, and was greeted with the swelling roar of the tempest, which came as suddenly as the hull. The main-sail gave one vicious slat and was instantly torn into ribbons, and then she sank away under the lee of a tremendous sea. Every eye in the little craft was now riveted on its towering crest. Each hand instructively sought for secure holding and clutched it fast. The mate sprang for the main rigging and the skipper braced himself, still eagerly watching the Swallow. Without a break or a curl of its green-tinted top it settled down and taking the little vessel in its resistless embrace it bore her aloft into the tempest. Reeling and owing draft's about the same. But who is to put "If you run by elk to get to her. You must try it." But if she should Then I'll force those passengers have she goes ashore in that chance now, a she ought to have one on board of her can to stave off that that's only a question captain! "Well, Mr. James last. If you are gone will be alongside you, my boy. The mate presently his trowers. He he lead attached to a tether He stood on the star line held up to the wedge ahead. Riding up the hull down into the caverns the schooner, reelin drunken man. The mense billow, she ried by the steamer rider and the mate launch aim. Deftly passing dropped himself over Before he came wave passed over him half a mile. But the steamer had secreting in. Then he nounced to the schooner ed the steamer. A rough pea-jacket picked his way to frightened and pale the wheel the engrave the water was gaining a sea had swept through captain, mate and so board; that he had best he could; that to the engine she was The mate explained in over the bar and that had come to help was to be attempted head of steam and at house; that he waw that it was a deep that they must keep selves for any chase on the bridge of the wheel over. It was well the mafore her head began for a few seconds as while broad off in wore around rapidly ment was favored by but as she got point over her stern and done. And now a terrible spreads itself in front The rushing billows, irresistible force in across the ocean, for squadrons in stateled curling and plumed reach the shoals, toward ple over and sweep rows. It was an eaves green tinted raging winrows churn continually hurrying of the blast. On the bridge st scooner, looking near the left. His glance opening ahead, thru has already passed approaches the bar THE ATTENTION OF HOUSEKEEPERS AND the public in general is called to the following hours: The value of Baking Powder is determined by the amount of gas it contains and the freedom of the article from any injurious ingredients. The GIANT BAKING POWDER is absolutely pure, and contains about one-quarter more gas than any brand of baking powder in use on this Coast. 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As her head began to fall away, she mounted up on the top of a great wave, and was greeted with the swelling roar of the tempest, which came as suddenly as the lull. The main-sail gave one vicious slat and was instantly torn into ribbons, and then she sank away under the lee of a tremendous sea. Every eye in the little craft was now riveted on its towering crest. Each hand instinctively sought for secure holding and clutched it fast. The mate sprang for the main rigging and the skipper braced himself, still eagerly watching the Swallow. Without a break or a curl of its green-tinted top it settled down and taking the little vessel in its resistless embrace it bore her aloft into the tempest. Reeling and quivering in every timber she rapidly paid off, and as she once more went down into the deep vale of the surges she was stern on and was gathering way. As the Swallow reeled away before the tempest, the skipper, guiding her over the troubled waters, his voice once more sang out sharply, directing his little crew to lay aft and stand by to bend on a close-reefed main-sail. Under the lead of the mate the new sail was broken out, reefed and bent on. The work was pushed forward with energy, and, in spite of every difficulty, it was hoisted in safety. And now here began the real struggle, a fight for life, the clutching of a drowning man at a straw. The mate, taking the lee wheel and assisting the skipper to turn it, inquired what the skipper's intentions were. "Well, Mr. James, we are going for the beach, and I expect that this is the last of the old Swallow. Ugh! there is a tremendous big billow racing after us. How she does twist—and turn, it is as much as I can do to keep her before them. There! just see that surge spin by us. As I live, there is a good mile from crest to crest." "But captain, you surely don't mean to beach us in this seaway, there will not be a fragment left of the Swallow in three minutes after she takes the sand." "I know it, boy. I know it; but there isn't much choice left me. We might as well die on the beach as choke like so many rats. And besides some of us may get ashore. The beach can't be a great distance off, according to my calculation. Go into the main-rigging, some one, and keep a look-out." The first thing sighted is a large steamer, head on to the sea, and sending her bows under at every plunge. Every wave enveloped her to her guards. Staggering up to a sea she would lift herself a third out, her paddle wheels furiously revolving, and then she would bury herself with a fearful pitch. Rolling and climbing and tossing wildly, the Swallow fled from the wrath of the tempest. Presently another steamer is sighted. She takes head on, a signal in her forerigging. On the top of a big wave the mate catches irresistible force in air across the ocean, for squadrons in stately curling and plumed wreaths over the shoals, toward ple over and sweep rows. It was an eavesdropping winrows churning continually hurrying off of the blast. On the bridge stucco schooner, looking near the left. His glance opening ahead, throughes already passed approaches the bar painted red. Then he rides the racing breakers. "Starboard!" Over went the wedge swings to port story— "Steady!" "Steady it is," sing as back went the whirl not to stay. Slowly starboard as the expanse under control. She circled in turmoil as narrow channel she side, almost alongside the speed of wild water in every timber under engines; then there o'er the deck is immediate ter. The mate thundered. "Starboard a little" The wheel revolves momentarily and back to port. She bottom. A monologue in from seawater solid heaped-up hill o'er ridged up to its flank it is a steep winwith a forward boat steamer reaches undermined in its irresistible ember horrid tumult is heard peremptorily. "Hard-a-port! Hard fast!" Almost buried in tide veals the wheel swivel Over and over as only turn in moments of tinkle sounds a bell engineer stands with On and on races the steamer which treens bird. Still holding off the steamer's head starboard, and he eted on the mate. Der her, she shoots amid of land, and the unface calls: "Steady!" The next moment a glimpse of the steamer. The next moment she was kid in the surges. Calling a man to take his place he goes into the main rigging. As he mounts up his practiced eyes catch the outline of a light-house some five or six points on the starboard bow. In a moment he places it and reports Hatteras light on the starboard bow. Looking again at the steamer, dead ahead, he sees that she almost disappears under the surges at every plunge. Her sails, boats, and all her head gear are washed away. Well aft he sees a crowd of people. As he looks the American flag, union down, is run to her peak. The mate comes down and reports Hatteras inlet is dead ahead, and that the steamer Ella, a Charleston packet, was ahead and breaking up fast. "Aye, aye, the beach will be lined with them before the sun is up. I tell you, Mr. James, if it was not for these ugly billows I'd make a try of the inlet; let us see—" "By gracious, captain, the tide—and the mate paused to make a mental calculation, 'the tide is full on the bar to-day, the water heaped away up. It will be risky, that I will admit, but any port in a storm. With a brand new main-sail on her, it is a deal better than the beach with a surf on it at least forty feet high." "Well," and the skipper gave an uneasy glance behind at the heaped-up waves, "well, Mr. James, here goes for the inlet. It is the providence of the Almighty that it is to beeward. How about the steamer?" Mr. James again mounted the rigging. The steamer had rigged a black tarpaulin between her main-rigging with white spots on it. Calling for the glass, which was handed to him, he veveled it and read: "We are breaking up. Captain and mate lost overboard. Stand by us." He shut the glass with a snap and swung himself out of the rigging. "Captain," spoke the mate when he reached the wheel, "it is the Ella sure enough. They report captain and mate lost, probably swept overboard, and that she is going to pieces. Now if you are going to try the inlet, what's to hinder the steamer? Her draft's about the same as the Swallow's." "But who is to pilot her over?" "If you run by close aboard, I'll manage to get to her. You can spare me now; let me try it." "But if she should stick?" "Then I'll force her up on the swash. Those passengers have no chance whatever if she goes ashore in the night time. There is a chance now, a slim one, I'll allow; but they ought to have the benefit of it. Some one on board of her is evidently doing all he can to stave off the supreme moment, but that's only a question of time; let me try it. captain!" "Well, Mr. James, there is the beach at last. If you are going, stir yourself; we will be alongside presently." Good luck to close to the Swallow in smooth water. Outside, the wild wail of the tempest and the thunder of the breakers he kept their revels, and all night long the vivid lightning and pealing thunder combined to make the rescued mariners and passengers mudful of their security. In the morning the storm went down, and by the next day with thankful hearts they recrossed the bar, now no longer looking so terrible. Outside the bar the two vessels parted with prolonged cheers. When the Swallow reached New York the mate received a letter inviting him to take command of the Ella. He laid it before the skipper, who warmly congratulated him and advised him to accept. He considered over it several days, and decided to accept the responsibility. Before leaving for his new duties the owner of the Swallow gave all hands a grand blow-out in an up-town hotel; made speeches about heroism, coolness and courage. The popping of the corks sounded like the barking of muskets between the pickets of opposing armies, and the stories and songs were the best of their kind. In those days we did not have such an all-fired hurrah about the lower classes and the best people. But in good time the distinctions came. Three or four years rolled by and then came the war of the rebellion. From the Highland Light to Key West you could not see the shadow of a sail. The fleets of schooners were idle. Brigs and barks and ships were tied up to the docks or had hoisted English or Dutch colors and sailed in other waters. The idle steamers flocked into the army or navy and did excellent service wherever they went. In 1865, in the battles around Richmond, a Confederate light battery was posted at a point on the South Shore railroad. Around it was surging thousands of armed men in the desperate efforts to carry the position. From twenty directions came the screaming shells, which continually exploded in and around the position. Suddenly the continuous thunder ceased, and over the brow of a hill in front appeared squadron after squadron of cavalry. On the dead gallop they came straight for the battery. Over their heads flashed the sheen of the sabers which advanced like waves of the ocean. What could the gunners do. Before each piece was fired half a score of times the troopers were sweeping through the battery. Posted in a thicket in the rear the Confederate infantry moved out to meet the charge. But at breakneck speed Sheridan's dragoons rode after the gunners, cleaving them with the saber. On the dead run came a tall artilleryman and close behind him a trooper with saber aloft ready to cut him down. Glancing over his shoulder the gunner sees the hopelessness of his case, and turning short around he lifts his hands over his head. In an instant the trooper is upon him. Pulling up shortly the two men... draft's about the same as the Swallow's." "But who is to pilot her over?" "If you run by close aboard, I'll manage to get to her. You can spare me now; let me try it." "But if she should stick?" "Then I'll force her up on the swash. Those passengers have no chance whatever if she goes ashore in the night time. There is a chance now, a slim one, I'll allow; but they ought to have the benefit of it. Some one on board of her is evidently doing all he can to stave off the supreme moment, but that's only a question of time; let me try it. captain!" "Well, Mr. James, there is the beach at last. If you are going, stir yourself; we will be alongside presently. Good luck to you, my boy." The mate presently appeared, stripped to his trowers. He held in his hand a light lead attached to a twenty-fathom lead line. He stood on the starboard quarter with the line held up to the view of the steamer just ahead. Riding up the broad waves and settling down into the cavern of the deep, on came the schooner, reeling and swaying like a drunken man. Then, on the crest of an immense billow, she ranged past. As she hurried by the steamer rolled wildly toward her, and the mate launches the lead with unerring aim. De tly passing the line about him, he dropped himself overboard. Before he came to the surface another wave passed over him and chased the schooner half a mile. But ready hands on board the steamer had secured the line and were hauling in. Then a prolonged cheer announced to the schooner that the mate reached the steamer. A rough pea-jacket was offered him as he picked his way to the bridge through the frightened and pale-faced passengers. At the wheel the engineer informed him that the water was gaining fast; that in the night a sea had swept the deck and washed the captain, mate and some of the hands overboard; that he had taken charge and done the best he could; that if anything happened to the engine she was sure to go ashore. The mate explained that he knew the way in over the bar and through the inlet, and had come to help them; that if anything was to be attempted he was to have a good head of steam and a good hand in the pilot house; that he wanted to warn everybody that it was a desperate undertaking, and that they must keep quiet and prepare themselves for any chance. Then taking a position on the bridge he gave the order to put the wheel over. It was well the man warned the people before her head began to fall off, for it seemed for a few seconds as if she would roll over while broad off in the seaway. But she wore around rapidly, and during the movement was favored by several smaller waves, but as she got pointed west a billow curled over her stern and deluged her fore and aft. And now a terrible and sublime spectacle spreads itself in front and on either hand. The rushing billows, which had gathered an irresistible force in a race of a thousand miles across the ocean, followed each other like squadrons in stately array, Crested and curling and plumed with snowy foam they reach the shoals, tower up, up, only to tople over and sweep forward in giant windows. It was an endless succession of billows, green tinted ridges, and battalions of raging winrows churning and lashing in fury, continually hurrying shoreward on the wings of the blast. On the bridge stands the mate of the schooner, looking neither to the right nor the left. His glance is fixed on the narrow opening ahead, through which the Swallow has already passed to safety. At last she approaches the bar and passes a spar-buoy for the battery. Over their heads flashed the sheen of the sabers which advanced like waves of the ocean. What could the gunners do. Before each piece was fired half a score of times the troopers were sweeping through the battery. Posted in a thicket in the rear the Confederate infantry moved out to meet the charge. But at breakneck speed Sheridan's dragoons rode after the gunners, cleaving them with the saber. On the dead run came a tall artilleryman and close behind him a trooper with saber aloft ready to cut him down. Glancing over his shoulder the gunner sees the hopelessness of his case, and turning short around he lifts his hands over his head. In an instant the trooper is upon him. Pulling up shortly the two men shake hands in plain sight of the contending forces—the Confederates are utterly routed, and of the men composing the light battery only one survived the slaughter. That was the tall gunner who was overtaken by the trooper. His name was Anthony James, and the trooper was the engineer of the Ella. At Muncie, Ind., Wesley Rees aged twenty-six years, committed suicide last week by shooting and hanging, in a novel manner. Climbing a tree in the orchard, he placed a noose made of a hitching strap, around his neck, and tying the other end around a limb, he sat straddle the limb and shot himself in the temple. The fall from his position broke the strap and he fell to the ground, where he was found. The cause of the suicide was reading sensational and trashy novels, which unsettled his brain. Mrs. Victoria Woodhull, on her first appearance as a lecturer in London some years ago, attracted the attention and won the affection of John Biddulph Martin, banker, of Lombard street, and any fine day you can see the pleased and amiable face of now Mrs. Martin side by side with that of her faithful sister, Tennie C. Claffin, as they sit together in their comfortable carriage and roll towards their splendid residence in Courthield Gardens over the smooth avenues of Hyde Park. Australia carries off the palm in the production of useful trees. One furnishes a good substitute for butter, another has seeds from which a meal is ground which is good for food, and another from its poils produces a mass of fibres which, like cotton, can be used to stuff mattresses and cushions. A wealthy farmer of Bridgeport, Conn., who died lately, has left $10,000 to his widow as long as she remains unmarried, his estate to go to the Selectmen of the city in the event of her second marriage, to be used in their discretion for the relief of widows and orphans. "Did not the sons of Jacob commit a heinous sin when they sold their brother Joseph?" asked a Sunday school teacher of the son of an Austin merchant. "Yes, sir." "What sin was it they committed?" "They sold him too cheap." A citizen of Chelsea, Massachusetts, who weighs 443 pounds wishes to get a pension, basing his claim for the same on the fact that his superfluous avoiddupois is the result of an attack of malarial fever which he had during his services in the last war. P. PELLEGRIN irresistible force in a race of a thousand miles across the ocean, followed each other like squadrons in stately array. Crested and curling with snowy foam they reach the shoals, tower up, up, only to topple over and sweep forward in giant windows. It was an endless succession of billows, green tinted ridges, and battalions of raging winrows churning and lashing in fury, continually hurrying shoreward on the wings of the blast. On the bridge stands the mate of the schooner, looking neither to the right nor the left. His glance is fixed on the narrow opening ahead, through which the Swallow has already passed to safety. At last she approaches the bar and passes a spar-baoy painted red. Then she is encompassed by the racing breakers. "Starboard!" Over went the wheel to starboard, her head swings to port. Then comes a peremptory— "Steady!" "Steady it is," sings back the helmsman, as back went the wheel to meet her; but not to stay. Slowly it went over again to starboard as the expert steersman holds her under control. She is now over the bar, encircled in turmil and uproar, save in the narrow channel she moves in. On each side, almost alongside, the winrows race with the speed of wild horses. She is quivering in every timber under the rapid play of her engines; then there came a fearful crash, and the deck is immediately deluged with water. The mate thunders: "Starboard a little!" The wheel revolves slowly over, stops turning a moment, and then is whirled swiftly back to port. She steers wildly and feels the bottom. A monster wave came sweeping in from seaward. Just astern, it is a solid heaped-up hill of black water, wrinkled and ridged up to its crest, but on either flank it is a steep winrow of churning foam. With a forward bound it overtakes the steamer, reaches under her and clutches her in its irresistible embrace. High over the horrid tumult is heard the mate thundering peremptorily: "Hard-a-port! Hard down! Go ahead fast!" Almost buried in the brine a glance reveals the wheel swiftly going over to port. Over and over as only a wheel is made to turn in moments of deadly peril. Tinkle, tinkle, sounds a bell down below where the engineer stands with hand on the throttle. On and on races the wave, still clutching the steamer, which trembles like a frightened bird. Still holding the wheel hard down the steamer's head is spinning around to starboard, and the helmsman's eyes are riveted on the mate. The wave sinks from under her, she shoots around a low sandy point of land, and the mate, smiling all over his face, calls: "Steady!" The next moment she dropped anchor "A citizen of Chelsea, Massachusetts, who weighs 443 pounds wishes to get a pension, basing his claim for the same for the same on the fact that his superfluous awardupois is the result of an attack of malarial fever which he had during his services in the last war. P. PELLEGRIN. PRACTICAL Watchmaker and Jeweler, CENTER ST., - ANAHEIM Repairing of Watches, Clocks and Jewelry den promptly and warranted. Sole Agent for the Johnston Optical Co.'s Improved Spectacles and Eye Glasses (interchangeable) Improved Eye Tester to perfectly suit the eye. PACIFIC WAGON COMPANY. J. R. McMANIS, - Manager. 303 North Main Street, Los Angeles. sept 13m. THEPlows, Cultivators, Harows AND-- Farming Implements— Manufactured by Furst & Bradley Manufacturing Company of Chicago, are first-class and guaranteed in every respect. Sold by dec 16. PASTURAGE. AN UNLIMITED QUANTITY OF HORSES Taken on pasturage at the alfalfa ranch of J.W. Hixby in Santa Ana Canyon. Terms—$25 per month. For further information apply to P. DAVIS & BRO., Anabeim, "TRAVELS IN MEXICO AND LIFE AMONG the Mexicans," by Frederick A. Ober. The most fully illustrated and the largest popular work on Mexico ever published. A stirring narrative of a most interesting journey from Yucatan to the Hispano Grande in one large octave volume of nearly 200 pages. Agents wanted. Apply to J. DEWING & CO., 420 Bush street, San Francisco, Cal. Regeneration for Enfeebled Systems, Suffering from a general want of tone, and its usual concomitants dyspepsia and nervousness, is salient derivable from the use of a nourishing diet and stimul of appetite, unaltered. A medicine that will affect a removal of the specific obstacle to renewed health and vigor, that is a genuine corrective, is the real need. It is the possession of this grand requirement which makes Hostetter's Stomach Mitters so effective as an invigorant. For sale by all draggists and dealers generally." BANK OF ANAHEIM. CAPITAL STOCK, $100,000.00. PLEZ JAMES...President G. B. SHAFFER...Secretary BOARD OF DIRECTORS: E. F. SPENCE, W. H. MABURY, W. K. JAMES, S. H. MOTT, P. JAMES. This Bank receives Deposits, Loans Money, Buys and Sells Exchange and Currency, makes Collections and transacts a General Banking Business. CORRESPONDENTS. First National Bank, Los Angeles. Farmers and Merchants Bank, Los Angeles. Pacific Bank, San Francisco. First National Bank New York. DRAFTS, LETTERS OF CREDIT OR POSTAL orders issued on Banks in the principal cities in all European countries. Tickets entitling the holder to passage from New York to the several ports of England, France or Germany, or from any port in those countries to New York, via the Hamburg American Packet Company sold at regular rates. Return tickets at a reduction. Certificates, entitling the holder to passage on railroad from San Francisco to New York, or vice versa, issued at the established rate. Persons in Anaheim or vicinity desiring to send to any point in the countries named for any relative or friend can purchase tickets here and forward them to the proper person by mail. Pacific Coast Steamship COMPANY. GOODALL, PERKINS & CO. General Agents, San Francisco. NORTHERN ROUTES. STREAMERS LEAVE SAN FRANCISCO For Wrangle, Sitka and Harrisburg, Alaska; and Nanaimo and New Westminster, R.C., as advertised in San Francisco newspapers. For Victoria, Port Townsend, Seattle, Tacoma, Seattle and Olympia on May 6th, 11th, 10th, 11th and 21st at 10 A.M. For Astoria and Portland, May 2, 6, 10, 44, 18, 22, 30 and 30 at 10 A.M. For Eureka, Arunta and Hookiton, every Wednesday. For Point Arona, Cuffy's Cave, Little River, Whilenboro, Mendocino City and Novo every Monday. SOUTHERN ROUTES TIME TABLE FOR MAY. Steamers Santa Rosa and Orizaba go through to San Diego, leaving San Pedro on the dates of their arrivals from San Francisco. The Santa Rosa and Orizaba call at Santa Barbara and Port Harford (San Luis Obispo) only on the route to and from San Francisco. Care to connect with steamers leave S. P. R. K. Depot, Los Angeles, as follows: With Santa Rosa and Orizaba, going north, at 10 o'clock, A.M.; going south, at 4 o'clock, P.M. With Los Angeles and Eureka, going north, at 4 o'clock, P.M. Railroad time. RATES OF FARE FROM LOS ANGELES. Cabin: Steamers To San Francisco, Monterey or Santa Cruz. $15 00 $10 00 To San Simeon 13 00 10 00 To Cayucos 13 00 10 00 To Port Harford 12 00 9 00 To Gaviota 10 00 8 00 To Santa Barbara 8 00 6 00 To San Buenaventura 7 00 5 00 To San Diego 6 00 5 00 To San Diego and return 11 00 Plans of steamers cabins at agent's office, where berth may be required. DRAFTS, LETTERS OF CREDIT OR POSTAL orders issued on banks in the principal cities in all European countries. Tickets entitling the holder to passage from New York to the several ports of England, France or Germany, or from any port in those countries to New York, via the Hamburg American Packet Company sold at regular rates. Return tickets at a reduction. Certificates, entitling the holder to passage on railroad from San Francisco to New York, or vice versa, issued at the established rate. Persons in Anaheim or vicinity desiring to send to any point in the countries named for any relative or friend can purchase tickets here and forward them to the proper person by mail. FIRST NATIONAL BANK OF Los Angeles. PRESIDENT: E. F. Spence. CASHIER: W. Lacv. Eureka! Eureka! Eureka! The long desired TEA Free from all poisonous mixtures, that makes a healthy drink, of delicious flavor, can now be had at the Store near the Depot. Call for the "Mayflower" brand and test its merits. Also when there sample the various COFFEES Cars to connect with steamers leave S. P. R. K. Depot, Los Angeles, as follows: With Santa Rosa and Orkala, going north, at 10 o'clock, A.M.; going south, at 4 o'clock, P.M. With Los Angeles and Eureka, going north, at 4 o'clock, P.M. Railroad time. RATES OF FARE FROM LOS ANGELES. CARRIER STEERAGE To San Francisco, Monterey or Santa Cruz, $15 00 $10 00 To San Jimeno, $13 00 $10 00 To Cayucos, $13 00 $10 00 To Port Harford, $12 00 $9 00 To Gaviota, $10 00 $8 00 To Santa Barbara, $8 00 $6 00 To San Buenaventura, $7 00 $5 00 To San Diego, $6 00 $5 00 To San Diego and return, $11 00 Plans of steamers cabins at agent's office, where berths may be secured. For Newport Landing, via Santa Cruz, etc., freight steamers leave San Francisco about every two weeks, as tides serve on the Newport bar. The Company reserve the right to change the steamers, or their days of sailing. For passage or freight; as above, or for Tickets to and from All Important Points in Europe, Apply to H. McLELLAN, Agent. OFFICE—No. 8 Commercial Street, Los Angeles. FIRE Insurance Agency. I beg to inform the citizens of this vicinity that I am agent for the following first class Fire Insurance Companies: GIRARD, of Philadelphia AGRICULTURAL, of Watertown SCOTTISH UNION AND NATIONAL HARTFORD, of Hartford St. PAUL, of St. Paul TEUTONIA, of New Orleans NEW ORLEANS, of New Orleans FIRE INSURANCE ASSOCIATION of London, England. COMMERCIAL UNION, of London, Capital $12,500,000 CITY OF LONDON, Capital $10,000,000 SOUTH BRITISH AND NATIONAL, Capital $10,000,000 All of the above named Companies are staunch and reliable, and insurers can have their choice of Companies. Richard Melrose, IN THE SUPERIOR COURT, In and for the County of Los Angeles, State of California, In the matter of W. R. Norton vs. his Creditors. Free from all poisonous mixtures, that makes a healthy drink, of delicious flavor, can now be had at the Store near the Depot. Call for the "Mayflower" brand and test its merits. Also when there sample the various COFFEES that have been provided for his customers by M. H. CHEESEMAN. COOPERAGE A LARGE QUANTITY OF BARRELS, HALF BARRELS, 10 Gallon and 5 Gallon Kegs For Sale Cheap. Apil to B. DREYFUS & CO. Anaheim OSTRICH FARM. IT HAVING BEEN FOUND NECESSARY TO close the above farm to visitors, notice is hereby given that all persons trespassing on the said rm WILL BE PROSECUTED. Visitors wishing to see the birds can do so on Sundays and Wednesdays only, and the price of admission to the farm is fifty cents each. Ticket of admission to the farm can be purchased at the office of the GAKETN or at the Anabeim Hotel. IF ALL DOGS BROUGHT ON THE FARM WILL BE SHOT. C. J. SKETCHLEY, Superintendent California Outrich Farming Company sep29 The Victor Mower, The only Mowing Machine made in California. —OHIO BUCKEYE,— Latest Improved. Walter A. Wood's Mowing Machines, And all kinds of HAY BAKES For sale by JACOB YAEGER. All of the above named Companies are staunch and reliable, and insurers can have their choice of Companies. Richard Melrose, IN THE SUPERIOR COURT, In and for the County of Los Angeles, State of California, In the matter of W. R. Norton vs. his Creditors. W. R. Norton HAVING FILED IN THIS Court his petition, schedule, and inventory in Insolvency, by which it appears that he is an Insolvent Debtor, the said W. R. Norton is hereby declared to be insolvent. The Sheriff of the County of Los Angeles is hereby directed to take possession of all the estate, real and personal, of the said W. R. Norton, debtor, except such as may be by law exempt from execution, and of all his debts, vouchers, books of account and papers, and to keep the same timely until the appointment of an assignee of his estate. All persons are forbidden to pay any debts to the said insolvent, or to deliver any property belonging to him, or to any person, firm, or corporation, or association for his use. The said debtor is hereby forbidden to transfer or deliver any property, until the further order of this Court, except an heroin ordered. It is further ordered, that all the creditors of said debtor be and appear before the Hon. Volney E. Howard, Judge of the Superior Court, of the County of Los Angeles, in open Court, at the Court room of said Court, in the County of Los Angeles, on the 20th day of May, 1884, at 10 o'clock A.M., of that day, to prove their debts and choose one or more assignes of the estate of said debtor. It is further ordered, that the order be published in the Anaheim Gazette, a newspaper of general circulation, published in the County of Los Angeles, as often as the said paper is published, before the said day set for the meeting of creditors. And it is further ordered, that, in the mean time, all proceedings against the said insolvent be stayed. Dated April 29th, 1884. V. E. HOWARD, Judge of the Superior Court. Oil Lands for Sale At Petrolia, Six Miles North of Anaheim. In Soquel Canyon, $40 acres at $60 per acre. Also 90 acres in Brea Canyon, $60 per acre. Also 320 acres in Telegraph Canyon at $45 per acre. Title: U. S. Patent. These lands are in the heart of the petroleum oil belt, with acres of vasphaltum or bren beds and numerous oil springs. Near these lands is one producing oil well with two more being drilled. Shallow wells of heavy lubricating oil can be obtained at slight depths on all of these lands. Inquire of the owner, B. CHANDLER, Boyle Heights, or address P. O. Box 364, Los Angeles. Sulphur. THE UNDERSIGNED HAS FOR SALE SULPHUR, especially adapted for vineyards, at lowest rates. R. DREYFUS & CO. Anabeim.