The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, June 7, 1896, Page 25

ARTIST NANKIVELL ENGAGED BY PUCK, Another San Francisco Man Makes His Mark in New York. George Francis Train Says That Sam Wall Understands Him. Many Californians on Manhattan Island Seen Through the Eyes of Bob Davis. NEW YORK, N. Y., June 1, 1896.—I imagine that every resident of San Fran- cisco who has ever met Frank A. Nanki- vell, and also 8 great many who have merely known him through nis work as an artist, will be delighted to know that ke nas been engaged by Puck, the leading colored cartoon paper in America, to make white and black pictures and col- ored cartoons and otherwise grace the pages of that paper with his versatile pencil. Up to within a few weeks ago Mr. Nan- kivell was an artist on TrE CaLy, which paper engaged him after the late lamented Chic of San Francisco saw fit to expire without leaving even a few last words. His work while employed on Tur CaLn was almost entirely refined caricature, not | of that variety that offends the subject, but elean-cut, modified exaggeration that is bound to attract attention and be the foundation for comment. For a time, as deplorable as the state- | ment may seem, one would have no trouble in finding people who did not un- derstand his work, but it gradually dawned upon the great mass that he was giving them the real thing, the action, and the person whose features was being set down by his pencil. Slowly, but with a certainty thag is being heard all over New York to-day, he built up’ a vigorous style proached him, among his devoted young- sters. They don’t happen to belong to Train, but most of them love him just as much anyhow. As soon as he learned I was acquainted with San Francisco he gave the children each a peanut or a bit of cz‘mdy_nnd sent them scurrying in all directions, with instructions not to return for fifteen minutes. And his word is law with them. “Tell me,” said he, tixing his intense eyes on me, “do you know Shortridge, the editor of TuE CALL?” “Ido.” “Will you do something for me? I don’t want to borrowa cent from you. I don’t want you to go to any unusual trouble, nor do I want you to put yourself out in the least bit. " What I want you to do is to write to Shortridge and tell him that the best account of my trip around the world that ever appeared oua news- paper page appeared in THE Carn. Now | wait a minute. Don’t get excited. I will show it to you. Do you know Sam Wall?’ *“Very well.” “Good,” answered Train, unfolding an enormous sheet ¢ manilla paper upon | which was pasted a page from THE CaALL. | “Now look at that. Wall wrote it. We | went around the world together and beat | the fastest time ever made. Wall’s a | great writer, He has a good memory. Shortridge does well to keep him. Do you catch on?” | Train Jeaned over nearer and beckoned me to listen with attention. He put his hand to his bronzed face and whispered : “Wall understands me. He says I will | some day be the chief. I will. I have | worn my pants out sitting here watching [me pillagers wreck a Nation on the in- stallment plan. I know more than any twelve men living or dead. I have lived 150 years and in six months my white hair will be black and I will be youug again.” The trembling voice rose to a commanding tone and the steel-gray eyes quivered as he poured ont his impreca- tions on the heads of the wreckers at ‘Washington. The words came quick and sharp and his eyes fairly blazed as ne shook his hand and continued: “They can’t keep me out of it. They must have me. I fight against it all the time, but it’s coming—coming just as sure as the grass grows and the birds sing. Mark you—yes, mark you—I will be the | next President of the United States.” He burst out into a laugh and crushinga | peanut with his thumb exclaimed between | fits of merriment: “Now, go and tell the ]ueople I'm crazy. Yes, tell them 1I'm | ) { | / il 2 /:,f,’lj, FRANK A. NANKIVELL, the Young Artist Whose Work on the “San Francisco Call” Gained Him Wide Fame, and Who Has Just Been Engaged on Puck. and technique that at once attracted the illustrators of the East and moreover re- sulted in his coming here, where he went immediately to work on the World. His operations there were short lived, and after | making a startling picture of Senator Frank J. Cannon of Utah and Governor Morton of this State he was immediately engaged by ! the Journal, where he remained until Mr. Gibson, the editor, and Mr. Bwartzmann, tae owner of Puck, offered him the situa- tion which he has accepted and which is considered here as the highest position a cartoonist and caricaturist can be compli- mented with. I may perhaps be permitted to say that | Mr. Nankiveli’s future in not only Amegrica but abroad is assured, and that | his salary is one of the best paid in this city. As a matter of fact he has bounded from a newspaper artist into the higher fielas at a pace that will astonish his warm- est admirers. To-day New York City is strewn with his first poster, a fair maid dressed in sailor clothes flipping the hornpipe in the midst of a field of red. It was designed for the Journal, being one of a series, and is already known as *Nankivell’s Dancing Sailor Girl.” While tke reproduction from the original is not done in the high- est style of the art it shows that the artist has & wonderful capacity for putting start- ling motion into his pictures. R. H. Russell & Co., the publishers of Charles Dana Gibson’s book, and also *The Quest of the Holy Grail,” itlustrated by Edwin A. Abbey, have engaged this prom- ising genius to make the cover plate for a book soon to be issued which bears the title, “Posters in Miniature,” and which will contain 250 reproductions from the best posters yet produced in France, Eng- land, Germany, Italy and America. “Nankey,”” as he is familiarly called, has concluded to settle down in New York with his wife and family and make it his permanent home, with an occasional trip abroad for the purpose of further perfdet- ing himself in his work. In so far as [ have for the last two years had the pleasure of standing off the same landlord and breathing tae same air as this artistic youth, the reader will perL.aps be willing to admit that 1 know whereoi I speak. In San Francisco he was for a time among the strugglers, but here in New York he stands, still filled with ambition, at the head of his profession. He has promised himself to o on, to improve and to some day stand alone. Hereafter these things will be well to remember. PR AR I had a long talk with George Francis Train, the sage of Madison Square, the | crazy- I want them to think so. I fooled | them thirty-five years and they don’t un- | derstand me yet. But I will not submit to their insults much longer. I wouldn't use the White House for a dog-kennel, but I've got to go there and straighten things | | out.” A little girl climbed up in his lap and | the man who used to make the bulls of Wall street tremble when he went. into finance stroked the child's head, kissed | her on the cheek and was soon quietly and | logically quoting long passages from “Taine’s Ancient Regime.” * ® % One can still see plenty of Californians | here. Just think what changes time makes. W. T. Manning, who used to run the Mission Star in San Francisco, is bere bristhing with Pacific Coast energy. He has started a weekly paper called the Man- battan and the town is plastered with half-tone pictures of himself reading his own paper. For a time he ran a column on politics 'in the Recorder called “Man- | ning’s column,” but now he is at hisown | helm and it is not unusual that one finds | Billy flitting around Republican head- quarters gathering up the sure things. | Charley Schrodér, who will be remem- bered as the treasurer of the old California Theater, is now managing the Madison Square Roof Garden. He drops every- thing but the combination to his safe | when a San Franciscan looms up through | the palms. | While Coney Island, Brighton, Florida and other pleasure resorts, to say nothing | of the Catskill Mountains, are offering in- ducements to the perspiring New Yorker, California is not altogether neglected. Mr. | and Mrs. George Crocker left yesterday for Castle Craigs in her private car, carrying along with her the delights of her own private French chef. They will spend the summer in California. J. H. Flickinger, the Santa Clara fruit- ! packer, is at the Imperial Hotel waiting for his son, A. F., who is on the way from California. Flickinger, pere, is keeping an | eye on the fruit market here, knowing full well that California fruits can always find a market here. I met Billy Carnes coming out of the St. Cloud Hotel the other day. It looked strange to see him without Ross Jobnson, his S8an Francisco side partner. Billy is here on a visit to his relatives—Franklin Bartlett, one of New York’s leading law- yers, and Conrad N, Jordan, the United States Sub-Treasurer in this village. He says that all the time he handled Mumm’s * 1 other day. He was sitting when I up-l f ,' N W ) A SUNDAY, JU. 25 Scene in the Wonderful Stone Forest at the Base of Mount St. Helena, Showing a Mammoth Petrified Redwood Tree. Mining Association, is at the Hoffman House, and, barring an occasional run into Wall street, he can be found there a good many Lours out of the twenty-four. W. O’B. Macdonough, the owner of Or- monde, arrived here the other day with a string of horses, and is ready for the swiftest thing that steps. George E. Lyons, formerly a San Fran- | cisco artist, and 8. E. Moffet, a writer, have arrived here and are both at work on tlie Journal. Henry Gillig and Frank Unger floated into the Waldorf the other evening from San Francisco and almost straightway went off to Larchmont, the swell yachting resort of New York. Those two fellows seem to be without a care. Mrs. William Dargie of Oakland has re- turned from Washington, whither she went to visit the family of ex-Congress- | man Hazelton of Wiscorsin and also to attend the wedding of Miss Mabel Stew- art, youngest daughter of Senator William M. Stewart of Nevada. Charles Francis Forbes, a former min- ing man and resident of San Francisco, is now at the head of the -agencies of the Mosler Safe Cdmpany. Mr. Korbes has the proud record of having sold the largest bill of safes in the history of the business. The deal consisted of disposing of 100 safes to the Mexican Government five | years ago. California records out here | are an every-day occurrence, which ac-| counts for the matter having been over- | looked so long. | Manager Kirkpatrick of the Palace | Hotel is enjoying himself with Manager | Bolt of the Waldorf. Nothing to speak of | appears to be too rich for either of them. | Theodore Wores, the California artist, who has made so much of a reputation here in New York, is shortly to leave for Japan, where he will resume his studies among the peole he paints so well. He will doubtless pass through San Francisco and the Bohemian Club will have some- thing to say to him on that occasion. Northrup Coles is here hob-robbing with Billy Barton and looks to be the | best-dressed man on Broadway. He has | his eye on some asphalt deals, the result | of which will not be immediately known ‘ to anybody but Northrup. Mrs. Fremont Older, wife of the manag- ing editor of friends here and will remain weeks. The engagement of Charles Baldwin and Miss Ella Hobart upset some pobular be- liefs here concerning the lucky man. It was thought to be simply impossible to touch his heart, but the fair Californian seems to have done it. The whole thing was so sudaen. S8ix weeks ago Charley was at the Waldorf keeping it all to him- self. J. A. Kahler, at one time manager of Tue CALL'S art department, is mixing up very profusely with the artistic end of New York. He arrived here witb his beautiful blonde mustache carefully dressed like a full-fledged and well-driiled Austrian offi- cer, but one fair day he appeared minus several champagnes on the Pacific Coast Le never ran across such bad red liquor as they sell here in New York. W. C. Ralston, the ex-secretary of the the adornment and he now looks like a theological studeant. Alas, his standing on Broadway went with it d Joe Grismer will soon hie himself to San Francisco with his new plays, “The New South,” *Humanity’’ and ‘“The Cotton King.” Sam Thall, a well-known San Francisco theatrical man, is doing Gris- mer’s advance and attending to it that the name does not die out. By the way, Lady Sholto Douglass is here, but I fear from her audiences at one of the vaudevilles that the occupation of having the Lord upon her hands has some- what unfitted her for anything very re- markable in the theatrical line. There is one thing, however, we must not forget— she is still a Lady. Rosert H. Davis, A BELL-SHAP:D MOUNTAIN. Strange Freaks of Nature in Finlan. son’s Canal Near Alaska. The folicwing picture is drawn from a sketch by Colonel W. H. Bell, U. 8, A. ‘It represents a mountain over a thousand feet high that occupies the center of a pas- sageway through Finlanson’s canal on the route to Alaska, Steamers can pass on one side of it, but the shores are then so near that they can be almost toucihed from the vessel’s deck. The shape of this mountain isso symmetrical that it has the exact appearance of a gigantic bell placed in the center of thé channel. Monster Rock in Finlanson’s Canal. the Bulletin, is visiting | THE KING OF THE RAT-CATCHERS, | Strange Secret Power of Joseph Peoples Over the Rodents, They Peek From His Pockets and He Handles Them as Safely as Canaries. 3‘Hi: Story of How He Rids Hotels, Ships and Warehouses of the Little Animals. A red-faced man about 35 vears old, of medium height and dressed in a corduroy suit, was at the Grand Hotel yesterday. From the Grand he went to the Occidental and Baldwin, and back to the Quaker Dairy restaurant on Sutter street. A crowd followed in his weake, and others seeing the crowd, and not knowing what it was all about, trained along after the | man also. It soon became evident what caused the furor. From out of the pockets of the cordutoy coat peered innumerable beads of live animals. One was perched on the shoulder of the red-faced man, while from the right sleeve of his coat dangled a long tail, the fac-simile of a rat- tail file, except that there was a coil to it, for the tail was, in faci, a rat-tail, and the various small animals peering about, ro- dents. The man was none other than the strange Englishman, who has been heard of at different places on the coast as Joe | Peoples, the king of the rat-catchers. He is 2 voluble, confident talker, and is full of strange tales as to how he makes rats disappear. For that is where he derives his pecuniary benefits, occasioned by the display of the rodents exhibited aforesaid. About iwo years ago Peoples arrived here from his home in Portland and set out to eradicate all the rats from the great | buildings of the City. He was unknown | and his engagement was brief, but he | managed to get $100 out of Fred Dexter. the erstwhile manager of the Baldwin, for | attempting the cleaning out of the rodents in that big caravansary. Peoples convinced Dexter that the rats | would, after he had made a few passes at them, be constrained to drop down from the upper floors and come up from the cel- lar and foregather generally on the office floor of the institution; then they were all to be conveyed out on the Powell-street side and conducted to North Beach, or in- troduced to the waters of the bay from the foot of Market street. It was a great scheme and Peoplesin- | veighed loudiy as to what he could do, and Dexter stood by and listened apace. The end of it was that Peoples charmed away the good red go!d in the hands of Dexter and then set forth to accomplish his mission, He got some rats, it is said, but it doesn’t appear that he could muster platoons and brigades of them. Enemies of his have even darkly hinted that some of the rodents expired between the tim- bers of the hotel, owing to the effect of the baleful drug that the rat-catcher had strewn broadcast. It is said that for some days the departed made their presence felt about the institution that the manager was bathed in gloom. But Peoples was all business and insisted that that contract be carried out. “I have been in the business of ridding ships, docks, hotels and other places of rats for a great many years,” said Peoples to the crowd which surrounded him. “Don’t be afraid of these rats you see here—they won't bite you; I got these just alittle while ago. They were as wild as any that you ever saw. Itall depends on how you handle them. I can take any of them, and in a little while they will be just as tame as any canary bird you ever saw. Anybody can handle them, too. “I have taken a lot of contracts since I arrived here. I've been the rounds of the hotels and I am going'to work in a lot of them. I've already cleaned the rats out from Captain Tilden’s bonded warehouse, and also from the Yolo mill. T have just come down from the Baldwin now. I'm hoping to get & job to clean out the rats up there. My price from a hotel is about §41. Yousee, I am taking contracts all around, and if I get enough contracts I'm going to move my family down here. I have cleaned out a great many public buildings on different parts of the coast. Among them are the buildings of the Ta- coma Warehouse and Elevator Company, the warehouse of Lily, Bogardus & Co. of Seattle, the steamer Danube of the Cana- dian Pacific line and mary other places.” The rat-catcher king has an odd mode of procedure. He beyins on the top floor, he says, ana works down, sprinkling his secret preparation everywhere that a rat can hide. The preparation givesa pecu- liar smell, like a mongoose or a ferret, and then the rodents seek pastures new. Ac- cording to bis graphic tale, if the patron cares to stay until evening he can see throngs of them scamvpering out of the building to reach a place of safety, Joseph recounts that he never asks for imme- diate remuneration for his work. Hesays he is content to wait for his pay till he thins the rats out. “I can nearly always get all the rats in a building or in a sbip collected out of their several hiding places by the general sprinkling of my powder,”’ said Peoples. “But there is another way I have with ob- durate cases, and the way I do itis this: If there are ancient rats, cunning, and with exceeding great knowledge from many experiences, which refuse to be lured from their holes, I take some of the tame rats which I always have about me and daub them over with phosphorus. You send these phosphorus - coated rats out through a building and they gleam through the aark places and different cran- nies like animals made of fire. This just about scares the living lights out of these ancient rats and they make haste to get out of there. Never having seen rats made of fire before, they are good and well scared. They get out and up to the sur- face, and that’s all I want. “I once had a funny experience in Portland. I had a contract with a man to clean out all the rats in a building of his for $20. I went to work and got rid of the rats and was figuring how I would use that twenty, when I met the man and he took $5 from his pocket and handed me. ‘That’s all T've got,’ he said, ‘you see I went into the hands of a receiver this morning and I can't pay any more.” But I learned afterward the man had plenty of money, ! but he wouldn’t pay me any more, so I had to conjure out a way of squaring the matter. Ihave two kinds of powder, both of which are useful according to circum- stances. I took some of this powder and sprinkled it about in greater or less quan- tities, putting the greater quantities in and about the building thatI had just cleared of rats. In a little while I had cailed all the rats of the neighborhood to this building, and they were swarming everywhere. Just about this time the buss came down and took a look at the place. I thoughthe would have a fit. He ran his fingers through his hair and was the picture of anguish. ‘What is this, Peoples,’ he said to me, 'that you have been doing here? Here is nothingsbut rats, rats, rats, nothing but rats. I thought you were going to clean them all out.”” 180 Idid,’ I said, ‘but you didn’t pay me. Give me $40 now, and 1’ll make them all disappear again.’ “He hated to do it, but he had to toe the mark eventually. I got rid of the rats, and he paid me the money. I think I can get some contracts here to clean out the rats in different places. There are a great many rats here. It is one of thebest towns in that way 1 know. “For one thing it's a great wheat-ship- ping port. Wherever you can find a great port of this kind you find a superior quality of rats. The rodeats travel to and fro, and visit many lands, They ride on the ships from here to Liverpool, to Dub- lin, to Hayre, London and to all the great centers of the world. "The rats that vou see in San Francisco have not only voy- aged across the ocean many times, but have been up the Cliyde, the Thames, the Rhine, the Necker and the Seine. Then ‘again, they have, like as not, been up the Danube, the Volga and most anywhere else you can think of. Some of them have toured the Cape, and, I presume, not a rat of any particular age who has ever had a taste of life atsea has omitted to travel around the Horn and see New York. “For the reason that the rats of San Francisco know so much it takes a man who is well up in legerdemain to do any- thing with them. A rat is not to be taken in by everything and everybody who comes along.” COBURN'S WHITE ELEPHANT. A Big Hotel on Pebble Beach That Is Tenanted by Rats. One of the largest and best appointed hotels ever built in California was put up by L. Coburn on Pebble Beach about twa miles from Pescadero in San Mateo. That was over three years ago and the structure has not yet been thrown open to the pub- lic, but is standing alone in desolate gran- deur, the home of bats and owls. The reason the hotel has not been opened is due toa combination of circumstances capable of many different interpretations. The Mdan Who Owns the White Elephant. 1t is even wrapped up in the history of ! Pescadero. It seems that ever since the place was first laid out the people of the pretty little town nestling among the hills have looked upon Pebble Beach as part of their possessions. The land was of no use for agriculture, but the people made many trips to the place during the warm months of summer and got advantage of the sea breeze. San Mateo County sup- ported the road.to it and in due time the citizens asked Congress to set Pebble Beach aside as a National park. This wss no sooner done than Coburn stepped in snd said the land belonged to him, as he had bought it many years ago as part of an old Spanish grant. Of course there was a big lawsuit, but Coburn went ahead and built his hotel, saying he was going to open it at once and kill the little town back in the bills. He won the suit against the Gov- ernment, but found that he could not close the county road over the hills as it had been a public highway for over twenty years. That is, he could not close it un- less the road should not be wused by any- body during a period of ten days. The fight with the townspeople then commenced, and is still being waged re- lentlessly. A certain amount of all shore line, unless occupied by buikiings, is pub- lic property, so Coburn could not keep the people off the pebble beach any more than he could keep them from using the road over the hills. He then built a road of his own, much longer than the old one, and invited the people to use itand let him close the old one. Mr. Coburn was asked if he would give the new road to the county if the people | would give up the old one. This he re- fused to do, but said the people were wel- come to use the new one as much as they liked. The people, however, decided that if Mr. Coburn would close one road he was likely to close another, and decided to hold on to what they had. The fight has been going on now for nearly two years. Citizens of Pescadero positively refused to even walk overthe new road. Each day Coburn’s man closes the old road, but somebody from town goes out with an axand cuts a passage- way through, so that it is kept open con- stantly. In the meantime Uoburn i3 trying to get | the Supreme Court to close the old road. So far he has failed, and declares be will not open the notel until the people come to their senses. Mr. Coburn says the peo- ple of Pescadero are obstinate fools and the people say he wants to run the county. THE REMARKABLE PETRIFIED FOREST, Sonoma’s Wonderful Vege- table Fossils . of Giant Size. A Picturesque Array of Mam- moth Redwoods Turned to Solid Stone. The Great Natural Curiosity That Lies at the Base of Mouat St. Helena. In the beautiful Sonoma foothilis of the Coast, Range, at the base of Mount St. Helena, is a fossil forest of conifers which might well be considered the Eighth Won- der of the World. The place, being off the main lines of travel, has comparatively few visitors, and of late years is not even accessible by stage. There 1s a guide liying at the entrance of the forest. For a small fee he showed us all its wonders and pointed out many a beauty that we might not otherwise have seen. Once inside we found ourselves in the midst of gray lava outcroppings, and climbed single file up smooth steps worn in the slanting bed. The place is over- grown with gnarly trees and ¢haparral, though we saw some unusually large ma- drones near the entrance. Farther cn he plunged us midway on a sharp-angled scarp, where he paused to smite with his hatchet a huge section of redwood. ‘‘ftsounds like pot metal, an’is heavier than granite. Here's two red- | woods side by,side that's so brittle they’ve broke o’ their own weight. You see how they all lay the same way, from north to south, jes’ as they fell when the 'ruption from Helena struck 'em. This hull forest The people along the coast who know anything about the hotel bave named it of fifty acres was covered with lava sub- stance as was belched out, and it hez done Joseph Peoples, the King of the Rat-Catchers, as He Appeared With His Rodents at the Quaker Dairy Restaurant. “Coburn’s Folly,” and say that nobody’ could live there if the place were opened in the grandest style. The surroundings are certainly bleak and desolate, excent for perhaps a few hours during the warm days of summer. The spot on which the hotel is built is about as inviting as Point Bonita asa place of permanent residence. Barren rocks line the shore and the hills back of the hotel are nothing but wild land. The hotel is the only house for over a mile. The hotel building is really a substantial and tasteful structure. It is three stories in height and contains over 200 rooms. A wide veranda runs all around the first floor, and the whole building is painted a pure white. The interior is quite preten- tious, The halls are wide and the stair- ways are in hard wood. All of the rooms and good-sized, well lighted and supplied with pipes for hot and cold water. In fact, there is nothing lacking about the hotel to make it a modern caravansary. It is said to have cost $150,000. There is only one man in charge of the big and empty hotel. His name is Pat, and he says he is there to protect the property from bemng set on fire. His rooms are in the stables, but he patrols through thie building at night and keeps a sharp lookout. It must be a most un- pleasant job, for even in the daytime it almost gives one the shivers to walk through the echoing halls and hear the wind howling dismally and the melan- choly beating of the waves on the beach. Many of the windows on the ocean side of the hotel have been broken by birds flying through them,and afterward nailed up with boards, This does not quite keep fhe wind out, and it sweeps through the halls and stirs up little eddies of dust. The sound of it through the upper part of the building is weird and ghostly, especially when mingled with the cries of some of the flying creatures that have made their homes there. It would be sure death to bathe on the beach in front of the hotel as the swell is always very heavy, The beacn is also covered with jagged rocks that rise from the sand only a few feet apart. But 30 that his guests could have the advantage of sea bathing Copurn built a dam across a creek over & mile trom the hotel. His idea was tolet itbe filled when the tide came in and then close the floodgates, leaving a lnrfa lake that reaches far back into the hills. The place really would be most de- s'rable for bathing, and if the hotel bad been built near by there is no reason why it would not have made & most desirable the work. Some says it was in Noah's flood, but scientists says them trees hain’t never saw water. Dr. Morse from Massa- chusetts come here an’ was jes’ disgusted with himself 'coz he couldn’t tell nothing 'bout it. He brought all his instruments 50 he could examine thorough, an’ when he got through said he knowed 'bout ez much ez when he come.” These fossil trees are in two tiers in & parallelogram a mile in extentfrom east to west, and about a quarter of a mile from north to south, the roots being invariably toward the north. They lie at an angle of from five to thirty-five degrees, the butts being on the lower ground. More than twenty years ago a Swede named Charles Evans was the first to ai cover this remarkable collection of petri- factions, and seeing its value ‘‘got his sheepskin for the ciaim,” as our pioneer guide worded it. Since then a small fee has been charged for admittance. ‘Although petrifactions occur in various places on this coast there is nowhere found anything to compare with these in Sonoma. One can only wonder and admire, being assured of the fact that here are found vast numbers of primordial conifers, all giants in size, which in soma prebistoric age were overthrown by volcanic force, ana the main body of the forest still lies under masses of scoria and tufaceous mold. NINETTA EAMES. NEW TO-DAY. cases than any living ing. him. He publishes a valuable worl send their P.O. and Express address, From U.S. Journal of Medictne, c Physician; 4 ured We have on this disease, which he sends We advise anyone wishing a cure Prof . W. H. 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