anaheim-gazette 1912-05-23

The Weekly Gazette. ESTABLISHED 1870 Henry Kuchel Editor and Proprietor SUBSCRIPTION.....$1.50 Per Year Six Months.....$1.00 Three Months.....50 Cts. Entered at the Anaheim Postoffice as second-class matter. MINUTES OF WATER BOARD Official Report of Monday's Meeting by Secretary Wallop Anaheim, Cal., May 20, 1912. A special meeting of the board of directors of A.U.W.Co. was held on the above date with all members present except Bradford. Minutes of the special meeting of May 6, were read and approved. A communication was received from A. Morlae in which he stated he was making good time on the pit at the Gomber tract. A communication was received from the Water Conservation Association of Riverside and placed on file. A communication was received from E. B. Merritt, city clerk, stating that the residents on the west side of South Los Angeles street, from the south line of the Aubert property to South street, desired to construct cement sidewalks, and had agreed to pay one-fourth the cost of piping the open ditch fronting this property. The City of Anaheim also agreed to pay one-fourth the cost. On motion of Dwyer, seconded by Hale and carried, the secretary was instructed to notify Mr. Merritt that the A.U.W.Co. had accepted their proposition, and would have the pipe line put in in the near future. The report of the Amalgamated GOT EVEN WITH NEWLYWEDS Friends Inserted Small "Ad" in News paper, and Seekers After Bargains Did the Rest Bright dreams of wedded bliss were shattered by a tiny want ad. Instead of a day all by themselves as they had planned, Mr. and Mrs. Nelson Joleen, newlyweds, spent 8 strenuous hours receiving strangers who wanted to buy the brand-new furnishings of their cozy flat at No. 4851 West Van Buren street. Here is the ad that wrecked their happiness: FOR SALE—Furniture, entire furnishings of six-room flat; everything new and in first-class condition, including a piano-player. Call Sunday, between 8 a.m. and 9 p.m., at 4851 West Van Buren street. No reasonable offer refused. The Joleens knew nothing about it. They were serenely happy. The groom was showing his bride the cozy corners of their nest. "How do you like it, my darling?" he inquired anxiously. "Oh, Nels, it's just too——" Mrs. Joleen's reply was interrupted by a hammering at the door. "Hey. What'll yer take for the planer?" asked a man when the door was opened. "Don't want to sell it. Good day," said Joleen. Again he turned to his bride. Again a knock on the door. "I seen your ad in the paper," said another prospective buyer. "No, you didn't. I didn't have any ad. I don't want to sell anything. I am busy. Good day," replied Joleen. All day long Joleen and his wife answered the bell and knocks at the door and turned away the would-be buyers of furniture and plano-player. FIGHTING THE This South African Badge Like a Bulldog There is a curious long creature of South Africa ratel, which is said to be peculiar method of fightt adversaries. The son of South Africa who was first time a shotgun had could be called an amusia with a ratel. The boy saw the ratel c仓 ant hill. He cantered very rapid pace, and the easy range. The animal over head, much in the way that a tame squirrel will in a wheel cage. The once, as if in pain, but no eyes off the boy. The lad of running, but clubbed stood, prepared to meet a It happened that the Em never been told how the Almost every boy in the but this lad did not. To expecting a leap breast high the ratel exactly the chase Hesitating not a second, ed swiftly in and seized The boy hacked him with of his gun, kicked at him loudest, but the ratel gnaw with the pertinacity of every blow the creature's like a vise. The boy set tall, wrenched and twisted ratel would not quit his h The struggle lasted for more than it takes to tell it. The lad's instep were cut he tumbled backward-length, but against an circumstance probably sai The ratel let go, as it o victim drops, to spring up throat and rip his stomach claws. But the plu himself upon his elbows at the summit of the mound only have prolonged th OFFICIAL VOTE AT PRIMARY T. R. Makes Clean Sweep in County The official figures in the primary election in this county have been announced by the supervisors in their canvass of the returns. The totals are as follows: Roosevelt 2665, Taft 1349, La Follette 350, Wilson 272, Clark 647. The Roosevelt delegate ticket went through solid with little variation in the vote. Johnson was high on the ticket, receiving 2969 votes, while Heney was low, receiving 2933. C. C. Chapman was high on the Taft ticket, getting 1587 votes. The delegate ticket vote in every instance ran ahead of the presidential preference vote, due doubtless to "Don't want to sell it. Good day," said Joleen. Again he turned to his bride. Again a knock on the door. "I seen your ad in the paper," said another prospective buyer. "No, you didn't. I didn't have any ad. I don't want to sell anything. I am busy. Good day," replied Joleen. All day long Joleen and his wife answered the bell and knocks at the door and turned away the would-be buyers of furniture and piano-player. About 6 o'clock in the evening it suddenly dawned upon them that the friends whose rice and old shoes they had dodged by leaving the church where they were married through a side entrance after the ceremony, had persevered in their joking and had won. STATE FRUIT GROWERS MEET Annual Convention at Santa Barbara June 12 to 14 The forty-first annual California State Fruit Growers' Convention will meet at Santa Barbara on June 12, 13 and 14. All the sessions will be held in the big assembly room of the Hotel Potter, and an interesting program has been prepared. Besides addresses on topics of interest to fruit men, beet growers, grain growers, nut growers, florists, stockmen, in fact all persons interested in agricultural pursuits the inevitable banquet will be given by the Hotel Potter people. A rate of one and a third fare has been secured on the railroads, and the hotel also announces a special rate. The Santa Barbara chamber of commerce is in charge of the entertainment. MR. HAND LOSES HORSE Unknown Man Runs Into Him While On His Way Home As H. E. Hand and his family were returning to their home on the east side on Sunday evening after church, and when they had reached a point a short distance beyond East street, they were run into by a man driving a buggy at rapid speed. One of the buggy shafts struck Mr. Hand's horse in the neck, piercing the windpipe, from which death ensued. The unknown man backed away from the collision and continued driving into town. The horse fell in the road, being fatally wounded. Mr. Hand was unable to identify the man in the dark, and has since been unaware of his identity. The struggle lasted for than it takes to tell it. The lad's instep were cut he tumbled backward—length, but against an arc circumstance probably sailed. The ratel let go, as it did victim drops, to spring up throat and rip his stomach claws. But the plu himself upon his elbows as the summit of the mound only have prolonged the his father ran up at the boy was many months many more on crutches Press. "HANG THE PRISON" An Exclamation That W Effect as an Or Character in the Scotch early eighteenth century cool in action and full of life. One day he was det mand a burial party; and over the battlefield his or him in great perplexity. "Sir," said he, "there is lows lying out yonder who only wounded, and they bury them like the rest we do?" "Bury them at once," Agnew without moving his countenance, "for if you word for it they won't be hundred years to come." The man saluted and all simplicity to carry off and Agnew had to dispatch order in haste to prevent becoming a tragedy. This recalls an "o'er border life. Some Gal troops were brought by llam Howard, who was an mathematician. He was studies when the prince marched into the castle co a leutenant came running orders as to their disposal at being interrupted, he the prisoners!" and went work. He finished his problem down with a cheerful m learn that his exclamation taken for an order, and were all hanged. The Time to Do the C In the old days of im fate caution was not rep much a virtue on the pary commander as at p battle between French ar ed the French forces, an staff said to the marshal: are advancing. Shall I to reconnoiter and see how they are?" "No." said Bu Roosevelt 2665, Taft 1349, La Follette 350, Wilson 272, Clark 647. The Roosevelt delegate ticket went through solid with little variation in the vote. Johnson was high on the ticket, receiving 2969 votes, while Heney was low, receiving 2933. C. C. Chapman was high on the Taft ticket, getting 1587 votes. The delegate ticket vote in every instance ran ahead of the presidential preference vote, due doubtless to misunderstanding of the ballot by the voters. Some probably thought that a stamp in delegate column square was also an expression of presidential preference. UNCLAIMED LETTERS H. H. Pyne, Jesus Valensuela, R. E. Carcaran, Mrs. Harry Lear, Miss Martha Showl, Alice Hendricks, Mrs. K. P. Gordon, M. B. Maher, Deming Iron Store, Dr. Alva Remmel, Juan Gallardo, Earl Ryerson, Ethel Maxfield, Mr. and Mrs. Sell, M. I. Hedstrom, Parlo Hernandez, Frank Camp, Alice Smith, T. D. Preclado, J. C. McClellan, W. W. Brasher; cards—Mrs. H. Charleston, Robert Lee, L. Furnace, Dan Conroy, Ethel Mattison, S. Matsudo, Mrs. Harry Libby, Albertina Rodriguez,, R. E. Lee, Rosco White, Carl Jacobson, Francisco Espinosa. CALIFORNIA WHEAT CROP In the crop report sent out by the department of agriculture for May 1 the condition of California grain crops on that date was given as follows: Winter wheat was 77 per cent of a normal crop and 385,000 acres remained to be harvested. There had been 8 per cent abandoned. Rye was 90 per cent of a normal crop. There were estimated to be 3,888,000 tons of hay on farms as against 7,546,000 tons on May 1, 1911. ATTENTION, AMATEURS Your films and plates developed free at Howard's Studio, 130 South Los Angeles St., Anaheim, Cal. It is success to lose the fools—Kural. FIGHTING THE RATEL. This South African Badger Has a Grip Like a Bulldog. There is a curious long nosed little creature of South Africa called the ratel, which is said to exhibit a most peculiar method of fighting its human adversaries. The son of a Britisher in South Africa who was using for the first time a shotgun had what hardly could be called an amusing experience with a ratel. The boy saw the ratel creeping round an ant hill. He cantered off at a not very rapid pace, and the boy fired at easy range. The animal turned heels over head, much in the same manner that a tame squirrel will disport itself in a wheel cage. The ratel paused once, as if in pain, but never took his eyes off the boy. The lad did not think of running, but clubbed his gun and stood, prepared to meet a spring. It happened that the English boy had never been told how the ratel fights. Almost every boy in the veldt knows, but this lad did not. To wait thus, expecting a leap breast high, is to give the ratel exactly the chance he wants. Hesitating not a second, the ratel glided swiftly in and seized the lad's feet. The boy hacked him with the butt end of his gun, kicked at him, shouted his loudest, but the ratel gnawed away with the pertinacity of a bulldog. At every blow the creature's teeth closed like a vise. The boy seized his long tail, wrenched and twisted it, but the ratel would not quit his hold. The struggle lasted for a shorter time than it takes to tell it. The muscles of the lad's instep were cut through, and he tumbled backward—not at full length, but against an ant hill. This circumstance probably saved his life. The ratel let go, as it does when its victim drops, to spring upon the lad's throat and rip his stomach with its hind claws. But the plucky boy lifted himself upon his elbows and lay across the summit of the mound. That might only have prolonged the struggle, but HORSE TAILS. We Import Them From All Over the World and Also Export Them. An item that seemed odd in the manifest of a steamer lately arrived from Japanese and Chinese ports was this in the list of her cargo from Tientsin: Fifty-five cases of horse tails. As a matter of fact, horse tails or the hair thereof are a common article of importation into this country from China and from pretty much every other country on earth. The American market gets large quantities of them from China, but more from Russia, and horse tails are imported here from every other European country and from South America, from Australia, from all round the world. On the other hand, there are more or less American horse tails exported. From various causes the supply of horse tails, like that of anything else, may in one country and another vary from year to year, and there may be years when the world's supply is short and years when it is plentiful, with corresponding changes in the range of prices. Horse tails have sold as low as 20 cents a pound, and they have sold for as much as $2. If stocks are scarce and high in London and ample at lower prices here New York importers ship horse tails to London. In the contrary circumstances London importers might ship horse tails here. Horsetail hairs are sorted for length and colors, and they are used either alone or mixed with other fibers in the manufacture of various sorts of brushes and mixed with other materials in the manufacture of haircloth. — New York Sun. A VERSE FOR THE BEGGAR. Victor Hugo's Response to the Old Blind Soldier's Appeal. A Frenchman, writing recently upon "The Mendicants of Paris," recalls a pretty anecdote of Victor Hugo and a blind beggar. The beggar was an old Christian Church Notes. Where is the Christian Church? Where handshakes greet you at the door And every turn brings one shake more: The whole concern seems glad you've come: Don't thereby be yourself struck dumb: Where no one leaves you in the lurch By holding back—there's the Christian Church. Where is the Christian Church? Where burdens grow a little lighter, Dark hours wax a trifle brighter, Sin and sinners part the while Benaath the great Sin Bearer's smile Where folks for souls so forth to search, In Jesus' name—there's Christian Church Sermon subjects for May 26: 11 a.m., "Christian Soldiering." Look out, that you do not get hit if you come. 7:30 p.m., "Tests of Discipleship." C. R. Moore, Minister. BIENNIAL CONCLAVE POST-PONED Pythian Knights Will Not Go to Fort Worth The biennial conclave of the Uniform Rank, Knights of Pythias, which was to have been held at Fort Worth, Texas, has been indefinitely postponed. This announcement will be received with regret, inasmuch as the local company had been expecting to attend the conclave in a body. It had been Gen. Royer's plan to take the company in a special train, along with other uniform companies in Southern California, and following the conclave to tour the east. The supreme assembly, U.R.K.P., will meet at Denver in August, and the supreme encampment at Indianapolis in July. The Anaheim Automobile Club will "HANG THE PRISONERS!" An Exclamation That Was Put Into Effect as an Order. The young laird of Lochnow was a character in the Scotch camp life of the early eighteenth century. He was cool in action and full of fun in daily life. One day he was detailed to command a burial party, and as he strolled over the battlefield his orderly came to him in great perplexity. "Sir," said he, "there is a heap of fellows lying out yonder who say they're only wounded, and they won't let us bury them like the rest. What shall we do?" "Bury them at once," replied young Agnew without moving a muscle of his countenance, "for if you take their word for it they won't be dead for a hundred years to come." The man saluted and started off in all simplicity to carry out the order, and Agnew had to dispatch a counter order in haste to prevent his joke from becoming a tragedy. This recalls an "o'er true" tale of border life. Some Galloway moss troopers were brought before Sir William Howard, who was an enthusiastic mathematician. He was deep in his studies when the prisoners were marched into the castle courtyard, and a lieutenant came running up to get orders as to their disposal. Enraged at being interrupted, he cried, "Hang the prisoners!" and went on with his work. He finished his problem and went down with a cheerful mind only to learn that his exclamation had been taken for an order, and the prisoners were all hanged. The Time to Do the Counting. In the old days of impetuous warfare caution was not regarded as so much a virtue on the part of a military commander as present. In a battle between French and Austrians, in which Marshal Bugeaud commanded the French forces, an officer of the staff said to the marshal: "The enemy are advancing. Shall I send a party to reconnoiter and see how numerous they are?" "No," said Bugeaud: "we'll A VERSE FOR THE BEGGAR. Victor Hugo's Response to the Old Blind Soldier's Appeal. A Frenchman, writing recently upon "The Mendicants of Paris," recalls a pretty anecdote of Victor Hugo and a blind beggar. The beggar was an old soldier, very feeble and quite sightless, who was led every day by his little granddaughter to a certain street corner, where he waited patiently for such scanty arms as the hurrying public might drop into a small box that hung from his neck. One day a group of gentlemen halted near him, chatting, and he heard the name by which they called the one who lingered longest. Reaching forward as he, too, was about to go, he caught him by the coat. "What do you want, my good man?" asked the gentleman. "I have already given you 2 sous." "Yes, monsieur, and I have thanked you," replied the veteran. "It is something else that I want." "What is it?" "Verses." "You shall have them," said the gentleman, and he kept his word. The next day the blind soldier bore on his breast a placard with a stanza to which was appended the name of Victor Hugo, and the alms in the box were quintupled. The lines may be thus translated: Like Belleaulus and like Homer blind, Led by a young child on his pathway dim, The hand that aids his need, pitying and kind, He will not see, but God will see for him. How One Word Was Bern. The two friends had been dining on divers and sundry strange dishes at the Cedars of Lebanon cafe, in the Syrian quarter of New York. They were drinking their coffee, thick with coal black grounds, and wondering whether they really enjoyed it, when Smithers suddenly cried out: "Pataug! Pataug!" The waiter hurried away and came back presently bringing an ordinary corkscrew. "I was just testing," said Smithers to his companion, "the truth of the story that the first corkscrew seen in Beirut was brought there by a Yankee. It was a patented American contraption, and the Syrians were amazed at its convenience. They spelled out on it the mystic words, 'Pat. Aug.'76,' and took that to be the name of the implement. Now, I believe the story that pataug is its name all over the Levant."—New York Sun. CONVEX LENS OF THE EYE. A Burning Glass That Adjusts the Sight to Varying Distances. One of the manifold wonders of the human eye is the convex lens with which the focal distances of sight are made instantly and without mental effort. This lens in the eye is a literal "burning glass," as the small boy styles the glass lens with which he focuses the sun's rays and sets fire to a piece of paper. Just in this sense, too, is the lens of the eye a literal burning glass, as may be shown by the simplest of experiments. Let the person at midday hold a straw against the face of the sun and focus his eyes on the straw. He can look at the straw, with its background of a dazzling sun, and without discomfort. But the moment he looks at the fiery ball of the sun itself, subconsciously the lens of the eye comes to its proper focus, with the result that a "burning" sun spot appears on the retina of the eye, and it is said that a few seconds of such looking would burn out the retina as if by fire itself. In the subconscious adaptability of the eye lens to adapt itself to different distances lies its value to the human The Time to Do the Counting. In the old days of impetuous warfare caution was not regarded as so much a virtue on the part of a military commander as at present. In a battle between French and Austrians, in which Marshal Bugeaud commanded the French forces, an officer of the staff said to the marshal: "The enemy are advancing. Shall I send a party to reconnoiter and see how numerous they are?" "No," said Bugeaud; "we'll count 'em after we've beaten 'em." Reading. Were I to pray for a taste which should stand me instead under every variety of circumstances and be a source of happiness and cheerfulness to me during life and a shield againstills, however things might go amiss and the world frown upon me, it would be a taste for reading. — Sir John Herschel. Its Nature. "Borely is a nuisance. No matter when you meet him, he wants to talk about his fine stamp collection." "Don't blame him for that, my boy. As a rule stamps are things which are naturally on the tip of every one's tongue."—Baltimore American. The Mule. "Kicking is bad policy. Behold the mule. Kicking never gets him anywhere." "That is exactly why the mule kicks." "Eh?" "He doesn't want to get anywhere."—Birmingham Age-Herald. Storms of Life. The noblest characters are those who have steered the life saving vessel through storm tossed seas. A bird of down never nurtured a great soldier wet. It is success to lose the approval of tools.—Kural. The First Quarantine. From all accounts the custom of quarantine originated in Venice somewhere about the beginning of the twelfth century. All merchants and others coming from the eastern countries were obliged to remain in the house of St. Lazarus for a period of forty days before they were admitted into the city. Taking the idea from Venice, other European cities, especially port towns, instituted quarantine during seasons of plague, and well down into modern times most nations adopted the system, applying it when it was deemed necessary. Youthful Wisdom. Father—Why did my little boy send his papa a letter with only a capital T written on the page while he was away? Little Son—Because I thought you'd go around among your friends with it and say, "My boy is only four years old and just see the capital letter he writes!"—Judge's Library. A Better Figure. "In your sermon this morning you spoke of a baby as 'a new wave on the ocean of life.'" "Quite so; a poetical figure." "Don't you think 'a fresh squall' would have hit the mark better?"—Boston Transcript. Pretty Big. "My new hat is pretty big." "I thought so, too, but when I got the bill for it it made your hat look like the head of a pin."—Roseleaf. straw against the face of the sun and focus his eyes on the straw. He can look at the straw, with its background of a dazzling sun, and without discomfort. But the moment he looks at the fiery ball of the sun itself, subconsciously the lens of the eye comes to its proper focus, with the result that a "burning" sun spot appears on the retina of the eye, and it is said that a few seconds of such looking would burn out the retina as if by fire itself. In the subconscious adaptability of the eye lens to adapt itself to different distances lies its value to the human sight. The man with a camera adjusts the focus of his lenses by sliding them forward and back. The lenses of the human eye, by changing their curvatures, allow of one looking at fine print six inches from his nose and in a fraction of a second to look up and away, probably fifty miles to a mountain peak that in an instant is in true camera focus.—Pittsburgh Press. The Rocking of Lake Erie. The 250 mile trough of Lake Erie lies approximately in the direction of the west to southwest winds which prevail in that part of the country. Thus the lake offers an excellent opportunity for studying the effects of the wind upon a large body of inclosed water, and very interesting these effects sometimes prove. Rhythmic gusts produce a rocking motion and great blows from the west or southwest sweep the liquid body of the lake eastward and sometimes cause a rise of eight feet or more at Buffalo in the course of a few hours. As soon as the maximum force of the gale has passed the water swings back. Continued rockings are observed on days when the strength of the wind fluctuates. Joy of Shopping. Hub (shopping with his wife)—If the goods you were just looking at suit you, why try other places? Why didn't you buy them and let us go home? Wife—How foolish you talk! Why, I'm not half tired out yet!—Boston Transcript. Thursday, May 23 MADE TO MEASURE SUITS Let us have your order and save from $7.00 to $12.00 on your Suit made to order. OVER 500 SAMPLES TO CHOOSE FROM A perfect fit and the best of material and workmanship guaranteed Louis Z. Kroeger 128 West Center St. Boys and Girls You can't go and celebrate our National Holiday July 4, without a suitable Suit, and the best place to be suited is at N. P. Hansen THE TAILOR You can't go and celebrate our National Holiday July 4, without a suitable Suit, and the best place to be suited is at N. P. Hansen THE TAILOR 122 E. Center St., Anaheim MRS. CONN'S ESTATE Not So Large as Originally Anticipated The estate of the late Mrs. C. M. Conn, who died at Santa Ana a few weeks ago, will amount to approximately $100,000, instead of more than $200,000, as was estimated at time of her death. Attorney H. J. Forgy has returned from San Francisco, where he went a week ago with D. N. Kelly, executive of the will of Mrs. Conn, to look into Mrs. Conn's affairs. For many years past the firm of Lilienthal & Company, brokers and financial agents of San Francisco, had been in charge of the affairs of the Conn & Trudo Company, which was incorporated or the purpose of holding the various properties of Mr. Conn and Mr. Trudo. After the death of these two Mrs. Conn became the sole owner of the company, which was disincorporated last fall. When Mr. Kelly and his attorney, Mr. Forgy, began to go into the affairs of the estate it soon became apparent that there was not as much money in San Francisco as had been supposed. CARD OF THANKS The family of Louis L. Burns, Sr., wish to express their heartfelt thanks to those friends who have so kindly extended their sympathy and help to us in our bereavement. FOUND FOUND—Saturday evening, in front of Boston Bakery, a bicycle. Owner may have same on application to S. Kistler. FOR SALE—2000 shares L. A. Midway Oil Stock at 10c. per share. J. R. Mason, Long Beach, Cal. A Clear Head Can only be had through a clear vision. Astigmatism, short or long-sightedness, all shortcomings of the eye we treat scientifically. Beware of the unskilled optician. He may do you an irreparable injury—even cause you blindness. It costs no more to do it right. Enough said. Theo, Roberts Graduate Optometrist 113 E. Center St., Anaheim, Cal. We Want To Purchase Several well improved fruit and general purpose ranches close to Los Angeles; will pay for same with cash or will exchange good property in Los Angeles. Send us a description of your property and we will inspect it. TRACY E. SHOULTS & CO., 404 Consolidated Realty Building, Los Angeles, Cal. FOUND FOUND—Saturday evening, in front of Boston Bakery, a bicycle. Owner may have same on application to S. Kistler. FOR SALE—2000 shares L. A. Midway Oil Stock at 10c. per share. J. R. Mason, Long Beach, Cal. CLASSIFIED LINERS FOR SALE FOR SALE—80 acres fine alfalfa-land in flowing well district, on S.P.R.R., only 75 miles from Los Angeles, Cal. Price $45 per acre; one-half cash, balance mortgage, or Anaheim real estate. K. E. Nethaway, 262 East South St., Anaheim. FOR SALE—Nearly new 17x22 Elm Power hay press, Southwick Power Press, 12 h.p. Portable engine and 1 Eagle Star hay press, at Wickersheim Implement Co., Fullerton, Cal. FOR SALE—International Pull Power hay presses, and Lightning hay presses, both horse and engine power. Wickersheim Implement Co., Fullerton, Cal. FOR SALE—Good loose Alfalfa hay. In field or delivered. Tim Carroll, West Anaheim, Cal. Pacific phone 41R. FOR SALE—Good loose Alfalfa hay. In field or delivered. Tim Carroll, West Anaheim, Cal. Pacific phone 41R. FOR SALE—Two houses and four lots on Pearl St., at a reasonable price. Phone 287R. J. B. DeWitt. FOR SALE—Fresh cow. RD No. 2, box 52. Home phone 1822. FOR SALE—Late Valencia trees 5-8 in. and over $1.25; same 1-2 in. and over $1.00; Washington Navels, 5-8 in. and over $1.00; same 1-2 in. and over $0.75. Jacob Wittmer, corner West and Center streets. FOR SALE—Seed bed orange stock. Good trees At $15 per thousand. E. A. Beard, Cor. Santa Ana and East Streets. BLACK-EYE BEANS FOR SEED FOR SALE — Black-Eye beans for seed. See Robert Johnston, 141 Claudina St. Phone Pacific 66J. FOR SALE CHEAP—Two horse cultivators. Two 1-horse cultivators. One horse wagon. Dr. Gifford, 116 Cron St. FOR SALE—Michigan automobiles, I.H.C. auto wagons, and Indian and Harley-Davidson motorcycles. Wickersheim Implement Co., Fullerton. MISCELLANEOUS For the best Wines, Liquors,and beer call at the Fisher Winery, cor. 9 Chartres and Lemon Sts., Anaheim. FOR SALE WOOD—Dry walnut wood for sale in quantities to suit, $6 per cord. C.E. Holcomb. CHINA FIRING—Apply to Margaret Walker Pacific telephone 81J.