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WINTER. Old Winter is a sturdy one, And lasting stuff he’s made of. His flesh is firm as iron stone. There’s nothing he’s afraid of. He spreads his coat upon the heath, Nor yet to warm it lingers. He scouts the thought of aching teeth Or chilblains on his fingers. Of flowers that bloom or birds that sing Full little cares or knows he. He hates the fire and hates the spring And all that’s warm and cozy. But when the foxes bark aloud On frozen hill and river; When round the fire the people crowd And rub their hands and shiver; When frost is splitting stone and wall, And trees come crashing after; That hates he not; he loves it all; Then bursts he out in laughter. His home is by the north pole’s strand, Where earth and sea are frozen. His summer house, we understand, In Switzerland he’s chosen. Now from the north ho’s hither hied To show his strength and power, And when he comes we stand aside And look at him and cower. —American Woman’s Journal. THE GOOD UN. An air of gloom pervaded the store. Outside the rain came pattering down. It ran in torrents off the porch roof and across the entrance made a formidable moat, which had been temporarily bridged by an old box. It gathered on the limbs of the leafless trees and poured in steady little streams upon the backs of the three forlorn horses that, shivering under waterlogged blankets, stood patiently, with hanging heads, at the long hitching rail. Within everything was dry, to be sure, but the firewood, which was damp and would not burn, so the big egg stove sent forth no cheerful rays of heat and light. Out from its heart came the sound of sizzle and splutter as some isolated flame attacked a piece of water soaked hickory. It seemed to have conveyed its ill humor to the little group around it. The Tinsmith arose from the nail keg upon which he had been seated, walked disconsolately to the door and gazed out through the begrimed glass at the dreary village street. He stood there a moment and then lounged back to the group about the stove, and as he rubbed his hands on the pipe in a vain effort to absorb a little heat he grumbled: “This here rain’s upset all my calkerations. I was goin ter bile termorrer, but you uns don’t ketch me makin cider on sech a day as this. Me weemen said that thou thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thoutthu thOUT Winter. Old Winter is a sturdy one, And lasting stuff he’s made of. His flesh is firm as iron stone. There’s nothing he’s afraid of. He spreads his coat upon the heath, Nor yet to warm it lingers. He scouts the thought of aching teeth Or chilblains on his fingers. Of flowers that bloom or birds that sing Full little cares or knows he. He hates the fire and hates the spring And all that’s warm and cozy. But when the foxes bark aloud On frozen hill and river; When round the fire the people crowd And rub their hands and shiver; When frost is splitting stone and wall, And trees come crashing after; That hates he not; he loves it all; Then bursts he out in laughter. His home is by the north pole’s strand, Where earth and sea are frozen. His summer house, we understand, In Switzerland he’s chosen. Now from the north ho’s hither hied To show his strength and power, And when he comes we stand aside And look at him and cower. —American Woman’s Journal. THE GOOD UN. An air of gloom pervaded the store. Outside the rain came pattering down. It ran in torrents off the porch roof and across the entrance made a formidable moat, which had been temporarily bridged by an old box. It gathered on the limbs of the leafless trees and poured in steady little streams upon the backs of the three forlorn horses that, shivering under waterlogged blankets, stood patiently, with hanging heads, at the long hitching rail. Within everything was dry, to be sure, but the firewood, which was damp and would not burn, so the big egg stove sent forth no cheerful rays of heat and light. Out from its heart came the sound of sizzle and splutter as some isolated flame attacked a piece of water soaked hickory. It seemed to have conveyed its ill humor to the little group around it. The Tinsmith arose from the nail keg upon which he had been seated, walked disconsolately to the door and gazed out through the begrimed glass at the dreary village street. He stood there a moment and then lounged back to the group about the stove, and as he rubbed his hands on the pipe in a vain effort to absorb a little heat he grumbled: “This here rain’s upset all my calkerations. I was goin ter bile termorrer, but you uns don’t ketch me makin cider on sech a day as this. Me weemen said that thou thou t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 t厚度 THOUSAND RAGE. Possibly as ludicrous a thing as this happened was the experience of Professor Roswell Park of New York. A man’s life had been saved by the beautiful surgical skill of a successful laryngotomy. When health had been restored, my friend proposed to his friend the insertion of an artificial larynx so that vowel tone, or true voice, could be added to the whisper that necessitated from the absence of the vocal chords. This apparently highly developed thing was done, but the tone course, was uniform. There was a change of pitch possible to the mechanical larynx, and expression, modulation timbre—everything that makes very pleasant and more than useful was sent. The man could speak, conceive ideas perfectly, but when he tried give emphasis, nuances, shadings, verse meanings and especially when tried to express emotion, anger or resentment there were only the monotonous drone and squeak of the intolerable noise. Nothing could control the ocular vulsive laughter of the surgeon and his assistants. The poor man’s indignation sought outlet in speech, but the words of wrath were turned to outrageous absurdity by the infernal device. In a spasm of euphilient rage he torremechanism out of his throat, cursed man who had saved his life and probably running and hoarsely whispering inventives at him still. He never came back—Dr. George M. Gould—“Meaning and Method of Life.” Stevenson and Carlyle. Robert Louis Stevenson used to this story of his early days: He was eatering in an absent-minded way in mous secondhand bookshop of Jamaica Stille when he ran into a fuming gentleman who was leaving the establishment. The latter ejaculated in an angry tone, “Man, can you not lose where you are going!” Stevenson spoke gized for his awkwardness, and went and splutter as some isolated flame attacked a piece of water soaked hickory. It seemed to have conveyed its ill humor to the little group around it. The Tinsmith arose from the nail keg upon which he had been seated, walked disconsolately to the door and gazed out through the begrimed glass at the dreary village street. He stood there a moment and then lounged back to the group about the stove, and as he rubbed his hands on the pipe in a vain effort to absorb a little heat he grumbled: "This here rain's upset all my calkerations. I was goin ter bile termorer, but you uns don't ketch me makin cider on sech a day as this. Me weemen say'd that they'hev th' schnitz done up terday, an we could start th' kittles airly in th'mornin. Now, all this time is loss." The lad departed. The chronic loafer leaned back on two legs of his chair and said, "Speakin of apple butter bilin remin's me of a good un I hed on me missus las' week." "Et allser remin's me," interposed the tinsmith, "that I met Abe Scissors up ter preachin last Sunday, an he wond'rin when you was goin ter return his copper kittle." "Abe Scissors needn't git worrit 'bout his kittle. I've a good un on him as well as on th' missus. His copper"— The farmer, who was almost hidden from view by the stove, at this juncture leaned forward in his chair and interrupted: "But Abe Scissors ain't got no kittle. Thet there'"— "Let him tell his good one," cried the teacher. "He's been trying it every night this week. Let's get done with it." "Th' missus made up her min she'd bile apple butter this year despite all me objecti'ns, an two weeks ago this comin Saturday she done et. They ain't no trees on our lot, so I got John Longneck-er ter give me six bushel of pippins an York Imper'als mixed on condition I helped with his thrashin next month. I give Hiram Thompson that there red shote I've ben fattenin fer a bawrl of cider. She'd call'lated ter put up 'bout 14 gallon of butter. I said et was all foolershness, fer I could buy et a heap sight cheaper an was gittin tired of Pennsylvany salve anyway. For all year round, zulicks is 'bout th' best thing ter go with bread." "Mentionin zulicks," interrupted the storekeeper, "remin's me the yesterday I got in a bawrl of th' very finest. Et's none of yer common cookin m'lasses, but was made special fer table use." "I'll bring a tin down an hev et filled," continued the loafer, "fer there's nothin better n plain bread an zulicks. But she don't see things my way allus, an there was nothin but fer me ter borry th' storekeeper's horse an wagon an drive over ter Abe Scissors' an git th' loan of his copper kittle an stirrer." "But Abe Scissors ain't got no copper kittle," cried the farmer vehemently. "He sayt et was his copper kittle," the chronic loafer replied, "an I didn't ast no questions. He lowed I could het jest as long as I didn't burn et, fer he claimed he give $25 fer et a sale las' spring. Hevin made sa'sfact'ry rangements fer th' apples, cider, kittle an stirrer, they was nothin left ter do but bile. Two weeks ago termorrer we done et. Missus invited sev'n'al of her weemen frien's in th' day before ter help schnitz, an I tell yer what with talkin' bout how many apples was needed with so much cider biled down ter so much, an how much sugar an chn'in monorter be used for so many crocks of but- SHE TAUGHT HIM A LESSON. A Traveling Man Who Discovered That He Annoyed the Wrong Girl. As the drummer came into the smoker a man in the corner got up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes," laughed the drummer; "he doesn't like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don't know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees lettin th' ole thing drop an Abe Scissors' kittle burn, fer I held he didn't hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Once I was fer lettin her go an slippin over here ter th' store, fer I heard sev'ral of th' fellers drive up an hitch an th' door bang shot. But when I tried ter drop th' stirrier I jest couldn't. Me fingers seemed ter think et wasn't right an held ter thet ole pole, an me arms kep' pushin et, though every motion give me an ache. I jest didn’t dast, but kep’ stirrin an stirrin an thinkin an wond'rin who was over here an what was doin. An as I kep’ on pushin an pushin thet pole an thinkin an thinkin, I clean forget meself an all about th' apple butter. "I come to with a jump, for some un hed me be th' beard. When I looked up, I seen th' missus an her weemen frien's standin around me, gesticelatin an taklin. Th' missus was wavin what was left of th' stirrer. Et was jest 'bout half as long as when I begin with et, fer th' crosspiece the runs down inter th' butter an th' biggest part th' han'en el was burned off. Seems I'd got th' ole thing clean out of th' kittle an hed ben stirrín et 'round th' fire." "Reflex action," exclaimed the schoolteacher. "Th' butter was fairly smokin, an th' kittle—well, say, if the there wasn’t jest as black on th’ inside as af et was iron ’stead of copper. An wasn’t them weemen mad! Maybe et was reflect act-in they done, as the teacher sayd, but whatever et was et skeered me considerable, they kerried on so. But final I seen how funny et was, how th’ joke was on th’ missus who’d loss all her apple butter, ‘stead of on me, an how I'd got square with Abe Scissors fendin me his old copper kittle, when he knewet et ’ud burn if I ever stopped stirrin. An I jest laughed." The chronic loafer leaned back in his chair and chuckled loudly. The farmer arose and walked around the stove. "What fer a kittle was that?" he asked in a low, pleasant tone. "Was they a big S stamped on th’ inside, up next th’ rim?" "Thethe’s th’ one, he, he!" eried the loafer with great hilarity. "S fer Scissors an"— "S stands fer soda too. My name’s Soda, an I lent the kittle ter Abe Scissors three weeks ago," yelled the farmer. The loafer gathered himself together and arose from the muddy pool at the foot of the store steps. He gazed ruefully for a moment at the closed door and seemed undecided whether or not to return from whence he had been so unceremoniously ejected. Then the sound of much laughing came to his ears, and he exclaimed, half aloud: "Well! If the aint’a good un!" And he ambled off home to the missus.—New York Sun. SHE TAUGHT HIM A LESSON. A Traveling Man Who Discovered That He Annoyed the Wrong Girl. As the drummer came into the smoker a man in the corner got up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes," laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn, fer I held he didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her go an slippin over here ter th’ store, fer I heard sev’ral of th’ fellers drive up an hitch an th’ door bang shot. But when I tried ter drop th’ stirrier I jest couldn’t. Me fingers seemed ter think et wasn’t right an held ter thet ole pole, an me arms kep’ pushin et, though every motion give me an ache. I jest didn’t dast, but kep’ stirrin an stirriner in thinkin an wond’rin who was over here an what was doin. An as I kep’ on pushin an pushin thet pole an thinkin an thinkin, I cleaned forget meself an all about th’ apple butter. "I come to with a jump, for some un hed me be th’ beard. When I looked up, I seen th’ missus an her weemen frien’s standin around me, gesticelatin an taklin. Th’ missus was wavin what was left of th’ stirrer. Et was jest 'bout half as long as when I begin with et, fer th’ crosspiece the runs down inter th’ butter an th’ biggest part th’ han’en el was burned off. Seems I'd got th’ ole thing clean out of th’ kittle an hed ben stirrín et ’round th’ fire." "Reflex action," exclaimed the schoolteacher. "Th’ butter was fairly smokin, an th’ kittle—well, say, if the there wasn’t jest as black on th’ inside as af et was iron ’stead of copper. An wasn’t them weemen mad! Maybe et was reflect act-in they done, as the teacher sayd, but whatever et was et skeered me considerable, they kerried on so. But final I seen how funny et was, how th’ joke was on th’ missus who’d loss all her apple butter, ‘stead of on me, an how I'd got square with Abe Scissors fendin me his old copper kittle, when he knewet et ’ud burn if I ever stopped stirrin. An I jest laughed." The chronic loafer leaned back in his chair and chuckled loudly. The farmer arose and walked around the stove. "What fer a kittle was that?" he asked in a low, pleasant tone. "Was they a big S stamped on th’ inside, up next th’ rim?" "Thethe’s th’ one, he, he!” eried the loafter with great hilarity. "S fer Scissors an"— "S stands fer soda too. My name’s Soda, an I lent the kiddle ter Abe Scissors three weeks ago," yelled the farmer. The loafter gathered himself together and arose from the muddy pool at the foot of the store steps. He gazed ruefully for a moment at the closed door and seemed undecided whether or not to return from whence he had been so unceremoniously ejected. Then the sound of much laughing came to his ears, and he exclaimed, half aloud: "Well! If the aint’a good un!" And he ambled off home to the missus.—New York Sun. SHE TAUGHT HIM A LESSON. A Traveling Man Who Discovered That He Annoyed the Wrong Girl. As the drummer came into the smoker a man in the corner got up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn, fer I held he didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her go an slippin over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn, fer I held他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her go an slippin over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,fer I held他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her go an slippin over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,fer I hold他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her goAn slippin over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,fer I hold他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her goAn slippin over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,fer I hold他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her goAn slippIN over here ter th’ store turbin up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettin her goAn slippIN over here ter th’ store turBIN up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettin th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no business ter len me his copper pot when he known well enough et 'ud spoil ef I ever quit stirrin. Oncet I was fer lettIN her goAn slippIN over here ter th’ store turBIN up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see me around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ kittle burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors’ k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ ole thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to see我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever he sees lettIN th’ olle thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t hev no businessTerlen up和went out rather hurredly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well,yes,” laughed the drummer; "he doesn’t like to seeing我 around." "Who is他?" "I don’t know his name,but I happened to see him utterly put到 rout on a train once,and now whenever she sees lettIN th’ olle thing drop an Abe Scissors”k little burn,ferI hold他 didn’t shev nor being taught in watching pleasure at him still having life unaltered by new measures (which are more than 10 minutes)." "'But Abe Scissors аn't got no copper кillе аn't got her maiden frieпn's in thy'd day before ter help schniпn,' аn'I tell yer what with talkинь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much, аn how much sugar ar cninn'monor be used for so many crocks of butu'." "'But Abe Scissors аn't got no copper кillе аn't got her maiden frieпn's in thy'd day before tar help schniпn.' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so much cider biled down tar so much,' аn'I tell yer what with talkінь how many apples were needed with so But Abe Sissors isn't got no copper kittle," orried the farmer vehemently. "He sayd et was his copper kittle," the chronic loafer replied, "an I didn't ast no questions. He 'lowed I could hev et jest as long as I didn't burn et, fer he claimed he give $25 fer et a sale las' spring. Hevin made sa'sfactry 'rangements fer th' apples, cider, kittle an stirrer, they was nothin left ter do but bile. Two weeks ago termorrer we done et. Missus invited sev'nal of her weemen frien's in th' day before ter help schnitz, an I tell yer what with talkin' bout how many apples was needed with so much cider biled down ter so much, an how much sugar an oinn'mon orter be used fer so many crocks of butter. When them folks hed a great time. When they finished their cuttin an parin, they was a washtub an a half full of th' finest schnitz you uns ever seen." "Borryed my washtub still," exclaimed the sheemaker. "Next mornin we was up at 6 o'clock, an hed th' fire goin in th' back yard, an th' kittle rigged over et, an hed begin ter bile down the bawrl of cider. Bilin down ain't bad, fer they ain't nothin ter do. Et's when yer begins puttin in th' schnitz, an hes ter stir, ketches you. "I didn’t 'low I'd stir. Missus, when th' cider was all bled down ter a kittleful, sayd I'd hev ter, but I claimed that I'd worked 'nough gittin th' things. Besides I'd a 'pointment ter see Sam Shores, th' stage driver, when he come through here the afternoon. Missus an her weemen frien's grumbled, but begin dumpin th' schnitz with th' bilin cider an tor do their own stirrin. I come over here an was waitin fer Shores ter come. After an hour I concided I'd run over ter th' house an git a drink of cider. I went in th' back way, an there I seen Ike Lauterback's wife standin alone stirrin. Missus hed jest dumped th' las' of the tubful of schnitz inter th' kittle an was in th' house with th' rest th' weemen. "When Missus Lauterbach seen me, she sais pleasantlike: 'I'm so glad you come. Your wife and th' rest of th' ladies hes made a batch of cookies. Now, you jest stir here a minute, an I'll go git some for you.'" "I was kinder afraid ter take holt on the there stirrer, so sayd I'd git 'em meself, but she 'sisted she'd be right out, an foolish I tuck th' han'le. Well, I tell you I regret et th' minute I done et. I stirred an stirred, an Mrs. Lauterbach didn't come. Then I hear th' weemen laughin in th' house like they'd die. "Me wife she puts her head out th', windy an sais, 'Jes keep on stirrin there an don't you dast stop, fer th' butter'll stick ter th' kittle an burn et if you does." "Down went th' windy. I was jest that hoppin mad I'd a notion ter quit SHE TAUGHT HIM A LESSON. A Traveling Man Who Discovered That He Annoyed the Wrong Girl. As the drummer came into the smoker a man in the corner got up and went out rather hurriedly. "You seem to have a bad effect on that party," remarked a man from Chicago. "Well, yes," laughed the drummer; "he doesn't like to see me around." "Who is he?" "I don't know his name, but I happened to see him utterly put to rout on a train once, and now whenever he sees me he feels better to get out of the way." "What was it? Tell us about it," came in chorus. "He's one of the kind of traveling men who are always discreditable to the profession, and I think he travels for some third rate house in New York. I never saw him until the day I saw him get what he deserved, and from what I have seen of him since I should say it had taught him a valuable lesson. It was on a train going out of Louisville, and there was a pretty girl ahead, who was of the type that grows into viragoood perhaps, but of that let us not talk. In any event, she had a section in the middle of the car, and this fellow came in, and after looking the territory over sat down where he could look into her face. There was no other person on that side of the car, and only two old ladies and myself on the other. He had just begun to ogle the girl by grinning and gazing at her when she changed her place and turned her back on him. In a few minutes he had taken the seat beyond and had begun his operations again. She stood it some time and changed her position again. He did the same, waiting quite a little while, so as not to attract too much attention. She changed again, and he went to the smoker. Then I stepped over and asked her if she needed my services in stopping the annoyance. She thanked me and said she would attend to it herself. Pretty soon he came back and sat down facing her again, with a smile as if he thought he was having a great joke. She changed again, and so did he. This time I could see her cheeks redden and could almost hear her eyes snap as she reached over and opened a little handbag by her side. She took from it a revolver, and as she looked up again she nodded and smiled as if she wanted him to come to her. But she didn't, though it looked that way when she got up and taking a few steps stood in front of him. Then she shoved the revolver close to his face. "There,' she said, loud enough for us all to hear. 'that's loaded." at me again I will put a portion or contents into your ugly face." The trembled so as she spoke that revolver shook in her hand, but she sat down again, and the remark of it was she sat so if he raised voice he would look directly at her. He didn't raise his face. He slunk toward the smoker, and he never back. I've met him several times" concluded the drummer, "but I never seen him so much as look second time at a lady on a train." Ludicrous Rage. Sibly as ludicrous a thing as ever named was the experience of my Professor Roswell Park of Buffalo. A man's life had been saved by beautiful surgical skill of a successorotomy. When health had been bad, my friend proposed to his parish insertion of an artificial larynx, not vowel tones, or true voice, could be used to the whisper that necessarily came from the absence of the vocal cue. This apparently highly desirable thing was done, but the tone, of which was uniform. There was no use of pitch possible to the mechanynx, and expression, modulation, everything that makes voice act and more than useful was abbreviated to the whisper that necessarily came from the absence of the vocal cue. Ruddock & Case. PLUMBING, TINNING, Pump Work Agents for Woodmanse, Galvanized Steel Geared Windmill. Write or call on us for estimates. F. BACKS, UNDERTAKER. And Dealer in FURNITURE. Wall Paper, Cornices, Window Shades, Picture Frames, Upholstery Goods, Paints, Oils and Glass. Sewing Machine Supplies, Etc HARDWARE STOVES: CROCKET Barbed, Baling and Fence Wire. Coil, Stake and all Kinds of Chains Carpenters' and Builders' Supplies, Call and See Our 5-Cent Counter! MILLER & NAGEL Second Door East of Postoffice GO TO BOYD' FOR YOUR Groceries and Provision A COMPLETE STOCK OF Choice Goods :: Always on Hand Location, Metz Block, - Opp. Postoff FRED CRIST MERCHANT TAILOR Stevenson and Carlyle. Art Louis Stevenson used to tell story of his early days: He was ennion an absentminded way the fasecondhand bookshop of James when he ran into a fuming old man who was leaving the estabtment. The latter ejaculated in an bone, "Man, can you not look you are going!" Stevenson apolor his awkwardness and was fronted by Mr. Stillie, who was litited. The bookseller exclaimed: creature has been trying to make an old book I sold him is spuHe may be able to write, but he notthing about black letter books. The most disagreeable customer entered my shop! "Who is used Stevenson. "Oh that's the Mr. Thomas Carlyle," was the Keeping Out of Debt. Woman who expects to enjoy joy, self respect, peace of mind, sum of her friends and the good other tradesmen must flee from the would from the plague. The to whom these things are matendifference, who doesn't care the world's opinions or her credmust avoid debt also, for the readuns have so many ways of life unpleasant. An account of the woman who is struggling debt, because it enables her to kick off her expenses and to stop when she is reaching her limit. Is bank account is another way ing debt. The woman who is money generally takes such a watching her little hoard grow is able to deny herself many curries for the pleasure she takes. And denying oneself costmeans avoiding debt—New world. Ladies' Maids. 'S maids have a hard time of days,' said a member of that other day when she was talkmessage cure, to whom she had instructions. "I've got to learn message now, or I can't be sure to any longer. And I must get professional thing, for my lady unassigned so much she knows how it ought to be done. Then to become a good chiropodist enough about physical culdo through her exercises with because it bores her to do it the meanwhile my salary is eth, just what it was when I those things that a lady's years had to know. I guess the will be for me to learn buy and filling teeth!"—New bury. Pepe For Ham Croquettes. All of finely chopped cooked ful of bread crumbs, 2 of hot potatoes, a large tablespoonful 3 eggs, a speck of cayenne. Jam, cayenne, butter and 3 of to the potato. Let the mixightly and shape it like crolled in bread crumbs, put in basket and plunge into boiltain and serve. F. BACKS, UNDERTAKER. And Dealer in FURNITURE. Wall Paper, Cornices, Window Shades, Picture Frames, Upholstery Goods, Paints, Oils and Glass. Sewing Machine Supplies, Etc Corne Lo Angles and Chartres Sta. Certificate of Copartnorship. STATE OF CALIFORNIA. County of Orange. We, the undersigned, do hereby certify that we are partners, transacting business in this State, at the town of Buena Park, County of Orange, under the firm name of Whitaker & Co. That names in full of all the members of such partnership are George A. Whitaker and J. Harry Whitaker, and that the places of our respective residences are set opposite our respective names, hereto subscribed. In witness whereof we have hereunto set our hands this ninth day of December, 1863. Names. Residences. J.Harry Whitaker....Buena Park, Cal. Geo.A. Whitaker....Buena Park, Cal. STATE OF CALIFORNIA. County of Orange. On this ninth day of December, one thousand eight hundred and ninety-three, before me, Richard Melrose, a Notary Public in and for said county and State, residing therein, duly commissioned and sworn personally appeared J.Harry Whitaker and George A. Whitaker, known in me to be the persons described in, and whose names are subscribed to the annexed instrument, and they acknowledged to me that they executed the same. In witness whereof I have hereunto set my hand and affixed my official seal, the day and hour in the certificate first above written. Notarial Seal. RICHARD MELROSE. Notary Public in and for Orange county, State of California. SOUTHERN PACIFIC RAILWAY TIME TABLE. Trains pass Anaheim as follows: To Los Angeles. Lv. From Los Angeles, Ar. Daily...7:48am Dally...10:28am Daily ex.Sun.12:13pm Daily ex.Sun...2:53pm Daily...3:35pm Dally...6:08pm To Tustin, leave daily...6:08pm To Whittler, leave daily ex,Sunday,...12:13pm In effect Dec 29. Street cars connect with all trains, T.A. DARLING, Agent. Santa Fe Route. SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA RAILWAY COMPANY. TIME TABLE-In effect Feb. 10, 1895. Trains pass Anaheim as follows: SOUTH BOUND. San Diego Express, daily.....9:05 a.m. Belt Line Mail, daily (except Sunday).11:59 a.m. Santa Ana Accom., daily ex.Sunday.....2:53 p.m. San Diego Express, daily.....8:14 p.m. NORTH BOUND. Los Angeles Accom., daily.....8:00 a.m. Los Angeles Accom., daily.....9:24 a.m. Los Angeles Express, daily.....12:20 p.m. Atlantic Express, daily.....5:47 p.m. J.H. CLABAUGH, Agent. On October 3d the following time table took effect on the Santa Ana and Newport railroad: Leave Santa Ana. Arrive Newport. *9:00 a.m. 9:20 a.m. On Steamer days.*4:00 p.m. 4:30 p.m. Leave Newport. Arrive Santa Ana. *3:00 p.m. 3:30 p.m.* Regular trains arrive and depart from Second Street and Santa Fe depot, Santa Ana. Roaches. Roaches are among the most persistent pests that invade a house. Get equal parts of paris green and boxax, and at night set around their haunts in old dishes. They will die like magic. Sometimes they are found in desks, especially in offices. This preparation scattered freely under the bottom will rid the drawers of them—Household. I KEEP CONSTANTLY ON HAND THE Choicest of Liquors in Wholesale Quantity CIGARS, TOBACCO, ETC. N. Hart’s Place. I KEEP CONSTANTLY ON HAND THE Choicest of Liquors in Wholesale Quantity CIGARS, TOBACCO, ETC. Anaheim Beer on Draught. N. HART, PROPRIETOR When You Travel, Take the SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA RAILWAY —Santa Fe Route.— It reaches all points of interest in Southern California. It is the only line with its own tracks from California to Chicago and St. Louis. It runs daily overland trains with Pullman Palace and Tourist Sleeping Cars through Chicago without change. ITs trains make from 12 to 24 hours quicker time than any other line to Chicago and the East. Santa Fe Route. Personally Conducted Excursions Leave California every Thursday for Kansas City, Chicago, St. Paul, Minneapolis and intermediate points, in improved Pullman Tourist Sleeping Cars running through without charge of special agents. Personally conducted Excursions also leave every Thursday for Boston and intermediate points, via Chicago. The sleeping cars used on these excursions have upholstered spring seats and are furnished complete with carpets, curtains and bedding. If you are going East, or have friends coming West, call on nearest agent of the Southern California Railway for tickets, maps, and general information. J. H. Clabaugh, Agent, Anaheim, Cal. BEWARE of imitation; trade marks and labels. ARM AND HAMMER SODA packages ARM AND HAMMER No more than inferior package soda—mils the flour, keeps soft, and is unacknowledged purest in the world. Only by CHURCH & CO., New York. Sold by grocers everywhere. O. R. LUEDKE, Watchmaker and Jeweler. A FINE ASSORTMENT OF WATCHES Clocks, Jewelry, Silverware and Optical Goods Always on Hand. Center Street, Opp. Commercial Hotel. WARE CROCKERY d Fence Wire. Kinds of Chains! ers' Supplies, Etc. 5-Cent Counter! NAGEL, of Postoffice TO D'S Provisions! E STOCK ys on Hand. - Opp. Postoffice. CRIST TAILOR. MISCELLANEOUS. CITIZENS' BANK OF ANAHEIM. Capital Stock, $100,000 Hippolyte Cahen, President. W. T. Brown, Vice President. L. Goldwater, Cashier DIRECTORS: Kaspare Cohn, W. T. Brown. Richard Melrose, L. Goldwater Hippolyte Cahen. STOCKHOLDERS: Herman W. Hellman, T.J. F. Boege, W.T. Brown P. Nicolus, Richard Melrose, L. Goldwater, Kaspare Cohn, H. Cahen, J. A. Goldwater, J. Schlesinger. CORRESPONDENTS: Farmers and Merchants' Bank of Los Angeles; London, Paris and American Bank, San Francisco; Importers and Traders' National Bank, New York City, N.Y.; First National Bank, Santa Ana. Exchanges for sale 03 all the principal cities of the United States and foreign countries. PALACE. Shaving Parlor Pool and Billiard [Room, Cigars & Tobacco. Hot and Cold Baths. Office of Santa Ana Steam Laundry. Leave wash on or before Mondays. Delivered on Fridays. New Tables and Everything in First-Class Style. Frantz & Cooper PROPRIETORS Four Doors east of Postoffice. TRANSPORTATION. Pacific Coast Steamship Company. Goodall, Perkins & Co., General Agents, San Francisco. NORTHERN ROUTES Embrace lines for Portland, Or., Victoria, B. C., and Puget Sound and Alaska and all Coast points. SOUTHERN ROUTES. Time Table for March, 1895. LEAVE SAN FRANCISCO For—Port Harford....S. S. Corona, March 4, 12, 20, 28; April 5. Redondo....S. S. Santa Rosa—March 8, 16, 24; April 1. Newport....S. S. Goos Bay—March 2, 10, 18, 26; April 3. San Pedro and Way ports....S. S. Eureka—March 6, 14, 22, 30; April 7. LEAVE PORT LOS ANGELES AND REDONDO. For—San Diego....S. S. Santa Rosa—March 2 10, 18, 26; April 3. S. S. Corona—March 6, 14, 22, 30; April 7. For—San Francisco....S. S. Santa Rosa—March 4, 12, 20, 28; April 5. Santa Barbara....S. S. Corona—March 8, 10, 24; April 1. LEAVE SAN PEDRO AND EAST SAN PEDRO. For—San Francisco and Way Ports....S. S. Eureka—March 1, 9, 17, 25; April 2. S. S. Goos Bay—March 5, 13, 21, 29; April 6. Cars to connect with steamers via San Pedro leave S.P.R.R.(Arcade Depot) at 5 P.M., and Terminal R.R.Depot at 5:15 P.M. Cars to connect via Redondo leave Santa Fe depot at 10 A.M., or from Redondo Railway Depot at 9 A.M. Cars to connect via Port Los Angeles leave S.P.R.R.Depot at 1:10 P.M., for steamers north bound. Plans of steamers' cabins at Agent's Office where berths may be secured. The Company reserves the right to change the steamer or their days of sailing. For passage or freight as above or forTickets to and from all important points in Europe apply to W.PARRIS, Agent, Office—No.124 W.Second Street, Los Angeles. SOUTHERN PACIFIC COMPANY. (Pacific System.) Commencing... THURSDAY, DEC. 20, 1894. Trains will leave Anaheim as follows: A.M.(DAILY) LOCAL PASSENGER train for Buena Park, Norwalk, Downey, Florence, Whittier, Los Angeles and way stations. 12:13 P.M.(DAILY EXCEPT SUNDAY) LOCAL Passenger train for Buena Park, Norwalk Downey, Florence, Los Angeles and way stations. Connects at Los Angeles with Passenger Trains for Colton, Redlands, Riverside, San Bernardino, Monrovia, Long Beach, San Pedro, Santa Monica, Port Los Angeles Express for San Francisco, Sacramento and Second Class for the trains to Anaheim. Cigars & Tobacco. Hot and Cold Baths. Office of Santa Ana Steam Laundry. Leave Wash on or before Mondays. Delivered on Fridays. New Tables and Everything in First-Class Style. Frantz & Cooper —PROPRIETORS— Four Doors east of Postoffice. JOSEPH BACKS, —DEALER IN— FURNITURE Repairing Done. Funeral Director. BOSTON BAKERY. Sthepen Kistler, —PROPRIETOR— FRESH BREAD, PIES, CAKES, ETC. For parties and bails furnished on short notice. Wedding cakes and cakes for parties a specialty. Fresh Bread Delivered to all parts of Anaheim and vicinity. H. A. STOUGH. —BLACKSMITHING,— Horse-Shoeing A Specialty. First-Class Workmanship. Satisfaction Guaranteed IN EVERY CASE. Shop on Lemon Street, Rear of Langenberger' Store. Osborne Mowers and Steel Hay Rakes kept on hand. DOMINICK LIEB, —DEALER IN— GROCERIES Provisions, Lowest Prices. Goods delivered to all part of the City. Everything First-class. Center street. Opp. Commercial Hotel. GO TO THE Oak Barbre Shop FOR A FIRST-CLASS SHAVE OR SOUTHERN PACIFIC COMPANY. (Pacific System.) Commencing... THURSDAY, DEC. 20, 1894. Trains will leave Anaheim as follows: 7:48 A.M. (DAILY) LOCAL PASSENGER train for Buena Park, Norwalk, Downey, Florence, Whittier, Los Angeles and way stations. 12:13 P.M. (DAILY EXCEPT SUNDAY) LOCAL Passenger train for Buena Park, Norwalk Downey, Florence, Los Angeles and way stations. Connects at Los Angeles with Passenger Trains for Colton, Redlands, Riverside, San Bernardino, Monrovia, Long Beach, San Pedro, Santa Monica, Port Los Angeles and Santa Barbara. Also with "San Francisco Express" for San Francisco, Sacramento and Second Class for the East via Ogden. 10:38 A.M. (DAILY) LOCAL PASSENGER Train for Mirrafores, Orange and Santa Ana. 3:39 P.M. (DAILY) LOCAL PASSENGER Train for Buena Park, Norwalk, Downey, Florence, Los Angeles and way stations. Connects at Los Angeles with Passenger Trains for Colton, Chino, Redlands, Riverside, San Bernardino, Monrovia, Long Beach, San Pedro and Santa Monica. Also with "Sunset Express" for San Francisco, Sacramento, Portland, Or.; and First Class for the East via Ogden. 2:53 P.M. (DAILY EXCEPT SUNDAY) LOCAL Passenger Train for Mirrafores, Orange and Santa Ana. 6:08 P.M. (DAILY) LOCAL PASSENGER TRAIN for Mirrafores, McPherson, Tustin., Orange Santa Ana and way stations. OVERLAND TICKETS SOLD Sleeping Car Berths Secured ...AND.... Full information regarding transcontinental routes furnished on application. Parties can arrange to join the... WEEKLY FAMILY EXCURSIONS Over the Sunset Route by corresponding with T. A. DARLING, Agent. DEPOT....Anaheim, Or, J. M. CRAWLEY, ASST. GEN. PASS. AGT., 141 South Spring street, Los Angeles, California. RICHARD GRAY, T. H. GOODMAN, General Traffic Mgr. Gen. Pass. Agt. San Francisco, Cal. FRITZ RUHMANN'S New Place. BACKS' NEW BUILDING. OS ANGELES STREET. KEEPS CONSTANTLY ON HAND A LARGE AND complete stock of fresh liquors, wines and liquors. Cold beer always on draught. The patronage of the public solicited. A. FREISE, ...KEEPS THE FINEST OF... Wines, Liquors And Cigars. Beer on draught FRED MAURER ...DEALER IN.... Fine Wines, Liquors and Cigars Call In and See Me. Opp. S. P. depot....Anaheim White-wine Vinegar FOR SALE. City Stables, GROCERIES Provisions, Lowest Prices. Goods delivered to all part of the City. Everything First-class. Center street. Opp. Commercial Hotel. GO TO THE Oak Barbre Shop FOR A FIRST-CLASS SHAVE OR HAIR CUT. TWO DOORS WEST OF BANK. HUSMANN BROS. Roman Wisser. Finest of Wines, Liquors & Cigars Pool & Billiard Tables ANAHEIM BREWERY. F. CONRAD, PROPRIETOR. LAGER BEER! FURNISHED BY THE BOTTLE OR 5 or 10-Gallon Keg ICE FOR SALE! 1 Cent Per Pound. FRED MAURER DEALER IN... Fine Wines, Liquors and Cigars Call In and See Me. Opp. S. P. depot. - Anaheim White-wine Vinegar FOR SALE. City Stables, A. L. LEWIS & CO., - PROPS. Center St, opp. Kroeger Block. These stables are the best ventilated and most commodious in town, and special attention will be paid to boarding and grooming horses. The charges in all cases will be reasonable. Single and Double Teams. Furnished at short notice, and careful drivers familiar with the country, supplied when required. The patronage of the public is respectfully solicited. J.M.Griffith Company A CORPORATION LUMBER DEALERS Near Railroad Depot ANAHEIM. Keep constantly on hand Doors, Blinds, Windows, MOULDINGS. Posts, Shakes, Shingles, LATH, HAIR, PLASTER OF PARIS. ANAHEIM GRIST MILLS OPERATING ON Wednesdays and Saturdays of each week. Grain, Feed, Meal, Etc., of all varieties. Corn shelled and shipped W. T. BROWN, Agent. COAL. A. M.WILLIAMS & CO Dealers In Lime, Hair, Plaster of Paris and Cement For Sale in Quantities to Suit. COAL By the Sack or Ton. Yard at Residence on Los Angeles St.