The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, May 19, 1895, Page 17

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, MAY 1Y, 1895. 17 THe Brack Doa of By DAN DE QUILLE, It was a good night for ghosts and ghost stories. A storm was raging that seemed to rock the world—a storm illuminated with-vivid flashes of lightning and punc- | tuated with terrific pealsof thunder. It was the first big storm of the California winter season, then a little overdue. A dozen of us, prospectors, miners and teamsters, all men of the mountains, had taken shelter early in the evening from the impending storm at a huge barn-like wayside station or tavern a few miles be- low the Calaveras Big-tree Grove, on the road_ lea down to Murphys, then a ide ing town. were all glad to be comfortably d, for the storm was a terror. The thunder seemed to shake the solid ins; the wind roared in the sur- rounding pine forest like an angry sea; the rain came down in torrents, and frequent flashes of lightning came in at the un- ed windows paled the in- effectual light of the oil lamps. After an excellent mountain supper we had assembled in .at barroom, and in the enjoyment of pip d ourselves u and cigars all lushed in sheets against | the window-panes. Soon we were chatting like old frier bout the big snow that must be fal k about the o from w in gene: had e Presently, as t tains and the mir who wasone of th ter of the station i on_foot , addressi mps nines hree of us h only two or t 1 tolag, a man t to reach the shel- ng happened e below this as 0 get up here to the sta- liever in _ghosts and gob- amned’ or otherwise, but this even- or the firs ce that was rather spooky.” all were turned upon the 1 of scatterir ay you've had the luck to see undoubted and undoubtable If so. vou are the man I've always w've heard what happened me judge for yourself, prospector. ‘“‘But what I saw nota ghost of the ordinary regulation 1. It was a spook of a different breed.” The.chairs of the men scattered about the big barroom at once began to hitch toward the prospector, and soon nearly all were gathered about him in a gaping circle. Only one man sat aloof unmoved. He was 4 man of middle age, and in appearance a miner. He sat and smoked his pipe at ease in a corner with half-closed eyes. s T said,” continued the prospector, I mile down the road. Some big in were beginning to fall and it vas growing quite dark out among the pines, though in_the roadway there was still light enough to make every object distinctly visible. I was walking rapidly —for the lightning seemed to hiss directly over my head and there were some startling peals of thunder—when suddenly’ at a sharp bend in the road, I came face to face with a big black dog. It was an im- mense brute of some short-haired breed— mastiff probably; at all events not a New- foundland The huge beast showed his teeth and looked .dangerous, though he neither grm\'led nor snarled. He stood stock still efore me, with every bristle on his back erect and eyes that glared red and fiery. F ng the big brute o ugly and so little ed to give way, I turned toward the side of the road, thinking to pass round him. ButasI moved he followed, 1 7 sort of sidewise glide—was always re me, only two stepsaway, his bristles his white teeth gleaming and his sav- s watching my every move. ivery moment I looked for the dog to spring at my throat. I drew and held my 1 ocked in my hand, ready to se it should become absolutely I would have shot at once had it not occurred to me that the dog had a master near who would probably soon I thought perhaps the dog had along ahead of his master ken by surprise when be ran up me at the bend of the road—prob- he did no the look of the roll of v back. I {feltit would bea hoot so fine an animal. asterappearing, and the rain com- 1 faster, I crossed back to the rside of the road. hoping to get by dog that w But the fiery-eyed st & v step of the way back road until T was up against the alongside a big rock that stands of the bend. I was obliged to halt, and the 11 he gz me at bay, I lost all pa- I leveled my ol at the head of big brute and blazed At the in- ing there w a blinding htning and a fearful crash of A ]&t-m ards away, dog stretched pected, I saw noth- nkling of an eye he had T Had the thing been'a real live z I must have lain him dead, for I am a crack-shot and the muzzle of the pistol was not three feet from the creature’s head. ‘At first I thought my pistol might have missed fire, 2s I had not heard the report of it in the clap of thunder that came just as I pulled the trigger. but a glance at the weapon showed one chamber empty, there- | fore I had fired right enough. I can assure you the business made me feel rather creepy. One moment there stood before me a{zig, threatening brute of a dog, the next—in the snap of a finger, in the wink of an eye—there was no dog. He was gone—vanished into thin air!” 5 ’t the dog have dodged out ow, behind the big rock you L8 ile your eyes were_blinded by llm,- flash of lightning?”" asked a doubting istener. said the prospector, ‘it was for le wink that my eyes were blind- see every object up and down - the road for a hundred yards by the day- lizht that remained, and for the dog to ind the rock it would have been necessary for him to have bounded up the perpendicular bank—a bank as high as my head—close against which he stood broadside, not head to. Besides, what you call ‘behind the rock’ was the lighted side of A cat could not have ‘hidden there.” ... **Hem,” bezzn {he doubter, returning to the charge, “but couldn’t the dog have leaped past you wken the_lightning flash o came aud thus zot to the dark side of the rocl;)?’h A ° “Perhaps,” said the prospector, il “gind if he went there, thew i Rt oeaillys “ ere let him stay since you seem determined to have him hide himself in or about the rock. But about this time I saw a thing that caused me:to lose interest in the doy,” remarked tlg prospector turning from the doubter to tie more tractable listeners. “Ah! What was that?’ cried the un- A abashed doubter, with eyes like saucers. *it was a shadow,” said the prospector, turning his back squarely upon the doubt- ing Thomas. “A shadow!” cried several listeners in chorus, and the circle about the gmspeb- tor was narrowed by a general hitching forward of chairs. “Yes, a terrible, threatening shadow,” said the prospector. ‘“‘A thing so much more alarming than the dogthatI thought nothing more about him,” “What was there so very awful about rospector who was | blankets on his | his nearest neigh- | t time in my life, I had an | ars. | ed the man addressed, “do the [3END. | thisshadow ?” asked the fascinated doubter, | pulling his chair forward. “Did you ever see a shadow with noth- ing in sight to make it?” roared the wrathful prospector, turning suddenly about upon the hungry unbeliever, who was annoying him. “N—no,” timidly answered the fellow. “Well, if you ever happen to see such a thing you will know what there is about it that is awful.” | Having thus squelched the eager doubter the prospector turned to the others and prm‘ecxle& with his experience as follows: “When the dog disappeared so astonish- ingly in the wink of an eye I was quite dumfounded. After glancing up and down the road and all about me 1 turned to the big rock with a flat and perfectly | smooth_face which stands on the east and upper side of the road. It isabout 15 feet wide at the base and over 30 feet high, running up to a point. It is shaped like a ig smoothing iron. I thought there might be a hole in the base of this rock at the level of the road | into which the dog had slipped, but I found it all smooth as a plastered wall. The face of the rock was by this time wet { from the rain that had dashed against it. huge dog lying dead beside him. The bogies of both were covered with knife wounds. It was always supposed that the young man was murdered and robbed by Some greaser de!gerado, but no clew to the perpetrator_of the bloody deed was ever obtained. It is supposed that the big dog did some good fighting in defense of his master, and pnfimbly gave the robber a hard battle.” “Who was the young man that was killed down there ?’” asked the prospector. *“All we ever found out about him,” gaid the landlord, ““was that his name was Ed- ward Brooks and that ne came in by the Big Tree road from Virginia City, Nev., where he had sold some mining claims, and was on his way to a mining camp down on the Tuolvumne, where he had a brother living. The body of the young man lies buried alongside the big limestone rock, a rod or two above the road. On the rock ‘was cut a cross and below it an inscription giving the name and age of the murdered man. ‘“‘At the foot af the grave of the young man was buried the body of his big dog. Asit wasevident he had defended his mas- ter till cut to fieces it was decided that in death he should be placed on guard at his master’s feet. I've noticed that some one, within the past year or two, has cut in the rock over the grave of the dog the name | ‘Pluto.” “‘Have you ever heard any one speak of | seeing anythinglike a shadow or picture on the rock ?”’ asked the prospector. <Noj; that is something new. However, Ihave never heard of any man lingering long at the rock after the big dog put in an appearance. You have unusual nerve, stranger.” “No nerve to boast of, landlord. You see, I all the time thought the dog alive. That was why I shotathim. I was terri- bly upset when I saw that shadow appear | It glistened -almost like a mirror in the on the rock and nothing in sight to make | o DAN DE QUILLE, THE VETERAN STORY-WRITER. [From a photograph.] A\ W \\\ | peculiar light that fell upon it from the | western sky. | “As I stood before the rock, worried about the mysterious disappearance of the dog, my attention was attracted by a shadow that seemed to be forming on “the smooth limestone. It showed dimly the shape of a man. At first I thought it was merely a stain on the rock, but as I watched {it I found it growing more distinct and | saw it was moving slowly forward upon the stone. “Naturally I turned and looked behind me, but the road was clear—nothing there. | When I 2gain faced the rock I wasstartled. I saw before me very clearly the shape of a man wearing a sombrero and holding in his uplifted hand a big knife. The shadow was gliding forward stealthily across the face of the rock and I was gazing at it | with bulging eyes when from above the | tops of the trees to the west there shot down a vivid flash of lightning that for a moment played upon and strongly illu- minated the face of the rock. In that in- tense flood of light I saw upon the lim; stone for an instant a perfect life-size pho- | tograph of a murderous looking Mexican. He had a heavy black mustache and a big red scar extended from the bridge of his | nose down across his left cheekbone. Al- | though I saw the brutal face for but a mo- | ment I shall never forget it. I wheeled | about instantly, thinkihg that 1 saw the reflection or shadow of a Mexican desper- ado creeping upon me from behind, but no { living creature was in sight. “As 1 stood peering across the road [ heard behind me a sound.as of the fall of a man’s body, followed by a deep groan, | when came the growl of a dog that ended {in a yelp of pain. Though I instantly i faced about toward the rock, I saw noth- {ing. The villainous shadow was gone and | not a sound was to be heard save the dash- | ing of the rain—which began to pour down | in earnest and the roaring of the wind in i the pines. Then suddenly my nerves | gave way. I turned and fled from the | spot. Iactually took to my heels. I was | ten times more frightened after all was | over than I had been in the midst of the | business, for then my mind was kept in a | whirl, and from first to Jast the mysterious im‘:mi’iesmtions did not occupy five min- tEa? the conclusion of the prospector’'s i story, the proprietor of the station, who | had been leaning over his bar, an interested listener, said: “Do you know, stranger. | that the thing that stopped you in the road | was the ghost of adog? Yousaw a specter | dog—the ‘black dog of the bend,” as the | people hereabout call the thing. 'All who ! live in this section know about the goblin | dog and give the bend—Murderer’s Bend— | & wide berth on such a night as this. That | dog nas made the hair of many a man’s | head stand on end. He is only seen at this | season, at the time of a big storm. At first I did not believe the stories about the | thing, but now I'm well satisfied that it's no real live doe. In one night as many as five different men have rushed into this | station white as ghosts with stories of their encounters with the big dog at the bend.” ! “But,” said the doubter, “the story of the spot being haunted having been spread abrq’u,g, may not men imagine they see the 0g? . ‘‘Horses are not_supposed to have much imagination,” said the station-keeper,“yet the thing frightens horses worse than it does men. They know at the first glance that the thing is no living dog,while men do not. It is almost impossible to get a team past the bend such a night as this, and I’ve known some bad runaways down there. Though I never saw the dog itself, T've bad trouble there with a team on two or three occasions. My horses stared with terror in their eyes as though at some ob- ject just before them in the road, bracing themselves back in the harness and trem- bling in every joint. I had to take the ani- mals by the bridles and drag and whij them past the spot. A dog has not mucg imagination, but let a real living dog see the goblin dog of the bend and he falls upon his belly and crawls and whines like apu y." ‘V&gy does the dog appear at that par- ticular spot?” asked the anxious doubter. “Because he was killed there, and lies buried there alongside the rock,” said the landlord. ‘‘Aboutthis time five years ago— in the fall of 1862—one morning after a terrible thunderstorm, the dead body of a young man was found by the Tock with a | war with the it. I am now confident that I saw the }image of the murdcm:djusz as he appeared when cteepinfi forward’ to leap upon his victim. As the murder occurred on such a night as this it may be thatthe lightning photographed an image of the murderer on the face of the rock. Itis not impossi- ble that every move the rtobber made is pictured on the limestone, and might be brought out and made visible could any one hit upon the right process. In the last vivid flash that layed upon the face of the rock I had before me as perfect a Fhotogmph as I ave ever seen in my life. A more vil- | lainous face I never saw, nor a more | fiendish expression—it was murder itself. The strong light must have brought out on the wet surface of the rock the image of | the fellow just as he was in the act of strik- ing his first blow. It was wonderful! And do you know, I even saw that the fellow | bad only three fingers on his left hand. | The whole of the little finger on that hand { was gone.” Here the middle-aged miner who hadall the evening remained’ smoking and silent | in his corner arose and came forward. Ad- | dressing the prospector he said: “Excuse | me, my friend, but it has occurred to me from what I have heard you say this even- ing that you ought to be able to recognize the man whoseimage yousaw so strangely depicted on the rock in case you should | anywhere encounter him. ould you know him, think you?” “Know him! I'd know him among ten thousand. He had the face of a gevil. I've seen some bad greasers, but no other | face that I have ever seen was quite so bad—brutally savage and cruel, yet cow- ardly. It was the face of a human coyote.” “TLam glad to hear yon say you would be able to rrx:o’gnizc the Mexican devil. I | am William Brooks, the brother to whose | camp the young man was going when he met his death. For five yvears I have been trying to get some clew to the mur- | derer of my young brother. I have all | along felt that the murderer did not. leave the country. Something has told me | that he is still here, that he is occasionally attracted to the scene of his crime, par- ticularly at this season, and that [ have at times been near him. In some way this notion has so taken hold of me that I come up here every fall and linger about | this neighborhood for a week or two at the time ot the first storms. I become uneasy in mind and am almost forced to come, though thus far I have made no discovery of imyorunce. However, 1 wait and watch.” . “Was any article taken by the robber that you would recognize ?”’ “Yes, several, but one in_particuiar, I will explain in regard to it. I came to California in 1852, and my youngest brother came out to me six years later—in 1858. I was born in 1829, and when my brother came he brought a silver quarter-dollar bearing that date. He said he had saved it to give me as a pocket piece. I took this piece and while lookin, atit a thought struck me. ‘By George said I, ‘I'll tell you what we'll do; we'll just cut the quarter in two and each_take half. Iam now 29 years of age and you are 18; we’ll cut the piece through the date and ['ll take the 29 part and give you the Lalf carrying the 18. “‘Well, the piece was so divided and we hung the halves on our watcbchains, Here you see on my watchchain the half con- taining the figures 29. From the body of my brother was taken a Waltham gold watch, of which I have the number, witha plain gold chain on which was his half of the coin. Now, 'm always watching for my wmurdered brother’s half of the silver q;:_ntq.’er, and some day I shall catch sight of 1t. “Not likely,” said the prospector, then added as an afterthought, “however, the devil does at times put some fool kinks into the heads of his children when he gets | same moment a | of no trouble except from skulking red- skins. I gave him my brave dog Pluto as | a guard and made him promise not to go far into the wilds. Alas! the trouble came in an unexpected shape, and here where he was almost at home. But he'll be avenged! I feel thatI'll some time get the clew [ need.” 1 “Mr. Brooks,” said the prospector, “as sure as am a living man, the image that the lightning showed me photographed on the rock was a pic- ture o% your brother’s murderer. If you ever happen to see a greaser with the vil- lainous face and the marks I have men- tioned shoot him on sight and you’ll have the right man.” g i I believe you are right,” said Brooks, “and I’ve now got that face, scar, missing finger and all photographed upon my brain as distinctly as you saw the fellow pictured on the rock.” 075 “You'll never see him,” said the doubter. All had again seated themselves after examining the half of the silver quarter carried by Brooks, and the landlord was relating the experience of some of his neighbors who bhad encountered the “Black Dog of the Bend,” when on a sudden the ?ront door of the barroom was flung wide open and a maa sprang inside just as there came a vivid flash of light- ning and a loud geal of thunder. At the ig black dog thrust his head in at the door and uttered a savage rowl. L he dog! Thereis the dog!” cried all in the room. 3 The newcomer, who stood holding the door in a dazed way as though blinded by the lightning, peered out, and uttering a cry of alarm, closed the door with a tre- mendous bang. He then fumbled at the latch for a time as though tryin‘% to find a bolt or other fastening, hen he the direction of the bar, all present saw the villainous, scar-faced Greaser that the pros- f{ec(or bad deseribed a few minutes before. pants of the barroom would not have been more astonished and c they were at sight of the Mexican. ered. " As the Mexican neared the bar the land- lord for the first time caught sight of his face. He stared with ogigliugeyes, turned as white as a sheet and blurted out: *The dog, too! The dog was at the door!” gomething of horror was visibie in the ugly face of the Mexican. ‘Yes, dedoga!”’ he cried. “De doga he come. Give me brandy. Oh, dat devil doga!” “Did he bite you?”’ asked the landlord as he set out the brandy bottle. “He come at me troat all time,” said the Mexican, ‘but I no feel him bite. One devil doga!”” and so saying he with shak- ing hand poured out and swallowed half a tumbler of brandy. ; Meanwhile Brooks had glided to the side of the prospector and whispered: ‘“There is the man you described.” ““Yes, that is the man. Shall you go for him at once?”’ “Most assuredly—at once. The devil is done with him and has sent him to me at last!” “No, the dog drove him to you.” “Well, be that as it may, he is here. Can I count on ?'ou to back me?” “Yes, and_all others here,” said the prospector. Then he whispered: “Boys, stan}l by to come in when we hold the fel- low up.” All present nodded assent. The Mexican was facing the bar talking to the landlord when Brooks and the pros- pector stepped up behind him with cocked and leveled revolvers. i “A word with you, hombre,” said Brooks. The Mexican turned and found two six- shooters looking him in the face. ‘“Hold up your hands!” cried Brooks. The Mexican was so taken by surprise that he seemed hardly to understand the order. He turned as though to appeal to the landlord, and found a third revolver leveled at his head. Then up went his hands, While the landlord and the prospector covered the fellow with their pistols, Brooks disarmed him, taking from him a six-shooter, a_ pair of ngers and a murderous looking knifg, ‘‘Now take off your coat,” said Brool The fellow hesi tated and asked why he &e 1 : way. *You'll soon find out,” cried Brooks. ‘Off with your coat!” The Mexican threw a glance around and nding himself hemmed in on all sides by armed men he took off the heavy coat he Was wearing. Brooks at once searched the fellow’s pockets, piling upon the counter a well- filled purse and various other articles. For a moment the man’s face bright- ened. Brooks noticed the look of relief and renewed the search. Unbuttoning the fellow’s vest and thrusting his hand into an inside pocket he drew out a gold watch to the chain of which was attached the nalf of the silver quarter of which he had spoken. ‘““Ah!” cried be as he held it aloft, “at last!” “Aha! Oho!” echoed the men crowded about. “The half of any coin struck since the first of this century would begin with 18,” remarked the doubter. “If this was my brother's watch it is numbered 29,692,” said Brooks, handing the watch to the landlord. *That is the number,” said the landlord when he had examined the watch. Brooks then tcok off his own watch and, placing the two halves of the coin together, held them before the eyes of the Mexican and said, “Now you know why we want you.”’ J ““Me no do it! Me—me no kill de man,” stammered the Mexican, trembling in every joint. v “Don’t lie!” cried Brooks. “Who said a man was killed?” The cowed Greaser made no reply, but cast an uneasy look toward the door as though contemplating a break. “What shall we do with him ?"" asked the prospector. “Tie him up and euard hi:&fill morn- ing. Then take him down to Murphy's,” said Brooks. *“I don’t want to shoot him in cold blood.” “That's right. I’ll geta rope,” said the landlord. *“I want no Kkilling in my house.” 1n a moment the landlord brought from another room a long riata. *“Tie his legs first,” said Brooks, *‘then we'll use up the remainder of the rope on his hands and arms.’” The landlord laid his pistol down on the counter, and stooping, began tying the Mexican’s legs. ¥ “By the Lord, boys,’”” cried a big team- ster, “suppose we take him down to the bend, where the man was killed, tie him up there at the rock and let the big black dog eat him1”” “That’s it!” cried another; “we'll tie him up and let the dog at him i ““Hurrah! Let's take him down to the bend and give him to the black dog!” shouted the crowd. “No, no, no!”” yelled the Mexican, his eyes starting from their sockets. “No give me to de devil doga! Dat doga him run me in here. Him devil! Take me to the jail. Me kill de man—take his watch, take his money. Take me jail—shoot me, hang me—no give me dat black doga!”’ “*Oho, Brooks, he owns that he killed your brother,” cried the big teamster. “Hanging’s too good for him. Come on, goyslhwe 1 take him down to the black og ! i “Hurrah! Away with him to the black dog!” shouted the crowd. ‘‘No permiter eso!”—I won’t have that —cried the Mexican. Lunng forward he managed to reach and grasp the landlord’s istol. His lega being tied together he fell the floor when he made his forward plunge and before those near could move the muffied report of the pistol was heard. *‘He has shot himself!”” was the general cry. “He's settled the business!” At the moment the long howl of a dog ‘was heard outside. ready to rake them in.” “‘Never again will you see the other half of that quarter,” said the doubter; “no murderer would be such an idiot as to carry it about.” “Well, in some way I'll get a clew,” said Brocks, “Fool, fool thatI was to iet the boy go alone to the Washoe silver mines ! Ifelt at the time that I ought to drop my own mines and go with him. He went in the spring of 1860, the time of the iute Indians—and I thought “By heaven, the dog was waiting for him,” cried the prospector. A lamp was called for and brough when it was found that the Mexican Elwed the muzzle of the gistol just above is right ear and almost blew the top of his head off. Among others gathered about was the doubter. He squatted beside the Mexi- can’s body, and, lifting an arm, said: “I don’t believe he’s dead. His arm is lim- ber.” At the instant there came a blind- flash of lightning and a rattling peal “The man! Here’s the man!” was whis- | white as a sheet. of thunder, which so startled the doubter that he fell over on his back crying out, “My God, he’s shot me !’ % “Berved you right!” said the big team- ;!]t:er;”“you had no business to lie about im. “Well, for the fellow to kill himself is a good job done!” said the Ipmspector. “Yes,” said Brooks, “and am well satisfied with this ending of the business. It is better than a long trial, and then per- haps no hanging. Now, I see why I have for years been drawn to these mountains at this season. I'vealways expected some- thing like this, except that I was to do the shooting.” A “And the devil must have impelled the Greaser to come and hang about that bend,” said the landlord. 4 “He must have bad a_fearful time with that specter dog,” said the prospector. “He was more dead than alive when he got in here—was utterly demoralized. Evi- dently he thought all had been found out and gave himself up for lost when he was ordered to hold up his hands.” / 5 “My joke about taking him out and giv- ing him up to the big dog fri ’ghtgned him worse than anything else,” said the big teamster. d “The fellow must haye had an awful ex- perience,”’ said Brooks, “for somethin; tells me the dog’s master was also abroa to-night. I felt it all the evening as I sat alone in my corner. When our prospect- ing friend here began his story I said to myself, ‘It is coming! 'The hour of venge- ance draws near!” Now all isover. Allis well ended and the slate wiped clean!” “‘Listen!” cried the landlord. Again there arose outside near at hand the long and doleful howl of a dog. Three times that awful howl rang through the room, while all there sat silent with awe- stricken faces. All felt that what they faced about and advanced into the room in | heard was the death howl of the Black Dog of the Bend. *‘Let me go out,” said Brooks. “Let no one follow me,” and rising he went out ad the devil himself appeared, the occu- | into the night and the storm. Half an hour passed, during which the dumfounded than | lightning flashed and_the thunder pealed. Then Brooks returned, dripping wet and He seated himself with- out a word and his face dropped into his hands. After ten minutes he raised his head and, turning to the landlord, gasped out, “Brandy!” In 2 moment the station-keeper had poured out and brought him nearly half a tumbler of brandy. Brooks swallowed all at a gulp and handed back the glass, then again hid his face in his hands. The landlord stood nervously rollin, the glass between his fingers. Several times he opened his mouth as though to speak; then at last he asked, in a voice gmggsboveawhisper, “Did you see the og Brooks did not raise his head, but mut- tered between his hands, ‘‘Aye, the dog and—and the master!” The landlord turned and went behind his bar; we all looked at one another, but no man said a word. ““The master I''—it was awful. DA~ DE Quirie. ) LONG ELECTRC AOAD Beginning Work on a Rallway Between Marysville and Auburn. It Will Tap the Foothills for a Dis- tance. of Nearly Fifty Miles. R. 8. Dickson of Placer County, now in this city, says that the work of construct- ing the Marysville ana Auburn Electric Railway has been commenced. The road will be built from Marysville eastward through the focthilis of Yuba and Madera counties and southeast to Auburn. It will cover nearly fifty miles of track, and | when complete it will be the longest line electric road West.of pose is to afford the orchardi: ting their produce to market and at lower cost. Passengers will be carried, as well as freight. It was the first intention to have this line run from Marysville to Ne- vada City, but by that route the freight would have to be handled twice. By the route adopted it will be placed directly on the Central Pacific trainsat Auburn and sent East at lower rates. This electric road will tap one of the most productive parts of the State, where everything from an orange to a pumpkin is grown, and in abundance. The power for the electric road will be furnished by the South Yuba Water Com- pany, whose squly is inexhaustible. The power plant will be situated near the line of the road below Grass Valley, where the water company’s canal will be given a fall of from 70 to 90 feet. It is be- lieved that direct connection will be made between the motors and the turbine water- wheels. The main_ line will probably be supplied with feed wires from smaller plants located at convenient distances if the main supply is not sufficient. With the latest electrical machinery and suffi- cient water power there will be no neces- sity for feed wires. After the water is used for the power plant it will be taken up again in canals and carried on for many miles for irrigating the lower lands. The South Yuba Water Compan; fitting n;» a 1000-horsepower plant at New- castle, Placer County, for lighting pur- ses, It will furnish_electric light for Newecastle, Penryn, Loomis, Rocklin, Roseville and Antelope, and the surplns electricity will be carried into Sacramento. Not only will electric light and power be furnished to the towns stated, but every farmhouse and the public roads along and contiguous to the line will be lighted from the same source. The officers of the com- pany state that as soon as Sacramento de- mands more electricity, they will put in additional plants and give any quantity desired. ong their irrigation canal they have made twelve or fifteen ‘‘drops,” vary- ing from 40 to 150 feet, where electric lants can be established at but little cost. everal small plants have been placed at these drops, where manufactories have been or will be established. WOMAN'S CONGRESS. Governor Budd and Mayor Sutro to Welcome the Delogates—The Programme. The Woman’s Congress of the Pacific Coast will open in Golden Gate Hall to- morrow morning at 10:30. Rev. Anna H. Shaw will preach this evening in the First Congregational Church, corner of Post and Mason streets. The following is the pro- gramme for Monday. Miss Susan B. Anthony will respond to the address of welcome. Gentlemen, as well as ladies, are invited to the sessions of the congress: Monday—The Home and Education—Morn- ing session, 10:30: prayer by the Rev. C. O, Brown, D.D.; addressof welcome.on behalf of the State, by the Hon. James H. Budd, Gov- ernor; address of welcome on behalf of the City, by the Hon. Adolph Sutro, Magor; intro- duction of speakers and reception of fraternal geleg-m; dnhtlgot‘ddmh , Mrs. Sarah B. ooper, presiden vhe congress; paper, CH{dreditary Influences,” Rev. Eliza Tuppes Wilkes, Oakland, Cal. Afternoon session — 2:30., “ Early Home Environment,” Miss Millicent Shinn, San Fran- cisco; “The Kindergarten Gospel,” Miss Anna . Stovall, San Francisco, principal Golden Gate Kintergarten School: “Moral Education is of the Young,” Dr. Mary Wood Allen, Ann | Shears and Knives ground and repaired. Arbor, Mich.; “The Place of the Parent in Modern Edueation,” Miss Tessa Kelso, Los An- geles, Cal. Evening session — 7:45, tion as It Affects the Home,” c- Lean, Oakland, Cal.; ‘“‘Educational Influence of Home Life on Men and Women,” Miss Susan B. Anthony, Rochester, N. Y. Services at Grace Church. A reception will be given Bishops Waldren and Goodsell and their families to-morrow evening at Grace M. E. Ghurch, Cngp and Twenty-first streets. Rev.J. George Gibson of XEmmanuel Church will preach at Grace Church Sunday night. sts and farm- ers 1n the foothills easier facilities for get- NRS. C. J. PRUDHOMME —OF— 184 Sonth Main Street, Los Angeles, Call- fornfa, Has Just Recovered From What Was Considered a Chronic Afiction. HALE, HEARTY AND HAPPY. Her Recovery Has Given the “ Home Remedy” a Big Boom—Hundreds of Persons Have Called on This Good Lady—It Is Like a Pilgrim- age. I called on Mrs. C. J. Prudhomme of 134 South Main street, Los Angeles. This good lady is well known in this city and has a host of friends. When I stated that it was my purpcse 1o publish what she may desire to tell the pub- lic she demurred at first, stating she did not like to have her name in the papers. Just then she had a caller, & friend, a lady. The customary salutation was given and the expression rushed forth: “Why, how well you 1ook, Mrs. P.” There was my opportunity. Her friend admitted it was certainly a remarkable recovery, and then Mrs. Prudhomme was pleased to say: “Before I begun using Joy’s Sarsaparilla I was emaciated, always tired, never being able to get a good night's rest. Every one said I looked sick, and I knew I felt sick. I had no appetite. I was utterly listless. I could not attend to the most trivial house affair without feeling irritated. Now,Idid not become a well woman all of a sudden. I took your medicine about a week, and while 1 felt relieved from the tirst, yet 1 did not get real good and strong until after I had taken the second bottle. «“After the second bottle I looked as the pic- ture shows. I am indeed grateful to you for your visit, and I think Joy’s Vegetable Sarsapa- rilla the best medicine known. It is certainly a very fine laxative.” After leaving Mrs. C. J. Prudhomme I talked with & lady well acquainted with the recovered one. The good woman was in raptures and | spoke plainly. Shesaid: “I dom’t believe in patent medicines, but Joy’s Vegetable Sarsapa- rilla is no patent medicine. It is a good family remedy. I believe it would be good for every woman to take Joy’s Vegetable Sarsaparilla when she felt out of sorts. I know how badly Mrs. Prudhomme looked, and I can well realize how she must have felt. “I know of another case where & man suf- fered untold agonies from rheumatism, and he asserts now that the past two months hL\\'eI come and gone and not & sign of rheumatism. | Certainly this is a medicine worth recom- mending.” WE WILL OFFER THIS WEEK A SPECIAL PURCHASE OF Tan Hosiery CONSISTING OF LADIES’ TAN COTTON HOSE, 9xC with double heels and toes, at.. & Regular value 40¢ a pair. LADIES' TAN SUPERIOR LISLE- THREAD HOSE, with high- $KC spliced heels, at.............. . 93 3 pairs for $1 Regular value 50c a pair, LADIES’ TAN LISLE-THREAD HOSE, Richelieu ribbed, with 9 extra spiiced heelsand toes, at,. &) 3 pairs for $1 Regular value 50c a_pair. CHILDREN’S NARROW RIBBED TAN COTTON HOSE, with double knees and spliced heels 925¢ and toes, all sizes, 51410934, at.. O Best value ever offered. MEN'S TAN COTTON HALF HOSE,with double soles, s; heels and toes, at Regular value 40¢ a pair. ALSO A COMPLETE ASSORTMENT OF Tan LISLE-THREAD and SILK HOSE to match any shoe. IN OUR Ribbon Dep’t. SPECIAL SALE OF 3000 yards No. 22(3inches wide) all- silk Ribbons, in all colors, in- cluding black, at...... 20° Yard CATALOGUE Of Bathing Suits, Bicycle Suits and Sporting Goods mailed free to any address. NEWMAN & LEVINSON, 125, 127, 129 and 131 Kearny Street and 209 Sutter Street. IMPORTANT NOTICE —T0— TAXPAYERS Taxes Now Due on Personal Property Unseeured by Real Estate. N ACCORDANCE WITH THE PROVISIONS of the new revenue law the undersigned As- sessor of the City and County of San Francisco will collect all taxes due on_personal property un- secured by real estate. The necessary books, blanks, ete., now being ready, I will from and after the 15th day of May, 1895, proceed to collect said tax. As the law is very strict and the time in which the collection {s to be made limited, tax- payers will facilitate the office-work and avoid further trouble and expense by paying the tax to a deputy authorized to ¢ the same, or at the Assessor's offic immediately. The polltax o and payable to a deputy, or at the Assessor’s office. - For the convenience 0f tax-psyers the As- sessor’s oftice will be open for the present from 8 o'clock A. M. 10 9 o’clock P. M. e zaves. | 818-820 Market Street i > HEMNG HA0Q), RVALYS mfia‘a‘q Who Would Be Without a Tooth Brush When You Can Have a TONGUE SCRAPER Inciuded, Without Extra Charge? PRICE - - 25c. Electrical Construction and Repalring of All Kinds. Estimates Given. Special attention given to -Sporting Goods and Barber Supplies. Razors, Phelan Building. Factory—30 Fh’sh‘met. JOHN D, SIEBE, Assessor. San Francisco, May 14, 1895. [Post, Bulletin and Report, please copy.} LTEY X The San Francisco Laundry. 33 Geary Street. Telephone Main 5125. Quina- Laroche It is French, you know, and the only Tonic that has caused its authors to § be rewarded with the French National Prize of 16,600 Francs. All Druggists, or if not please writo for par- ticulars (g1ving name and address) to E.FOUGERA & CO., 26-28 N. William St.,N.Y. STHE VERY BESTONETO EXAMINEYOUR eyes and fit them to Spectacles or Eyeglasses with instruments of his own invention, whoss euperiority has not been equaled. My success has Leen due 1o the merits of my Works Ollice Hours—1210 4 P. M. JATENTS T BesT Oorumes B DEWEY & CO., - 220 MARKET 8T., 8. 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