The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, June 14, 1896, Page 25

THE N FRANCISCO CALL, UNDAY, JUNE 14, 1896. HOW THE GREAT DISCOVERER LIVES, The Man Who Found the Source of All Living Organisms. Is the Author of Many Standard Books in the Field of Biology. His Life Is Very Simple and He Has the Greatest Distaste for Money Matters. Since the publication in TuE CALL two weeks ago of an article concerning a great biological discovery made by Dr. Gustav Eisen of this City, numerous people have asked many questions about this man who has just sprung to the foremost ranks in science. What manner of man is he? What has he done in the past and how does he spend his time when not search- ine for the truths of nature ? To answer any of these questions it will be necessary to take a look at Dr. Eisen’s past career and see the different causes and events that have led to his present position in the world of learning. Dr. Eisen was born in Stockholm, Sweden, and got his education at the Uni- | even an insect. When he is out collecting | versity of Upsala. He took the full course and graduated as a Ph.D. in 1872. Most of his studies were devoted to zoology, biology and geology. He first took up the study of objects under the microscope in 1870 | and will allow them to escape if he cannot | and always devoted a great deal of time to | capture them without causing pain. When | t branch of science. While still in the university he traveled over the southern portion of Europe and went over the northern portion as far as the borders of Russia and to the North Cape. He has been a student all of hislife, and where- | ever he went made it a point to try to add something to the world’s store of | fashion, but the clothes he wears are made knowledge. In 1874 Dr. Eisen came to America and in the course of time reached California, .where he took up the study of horticul- ture. In 1880 he went on a two years’ ex- ploring expedition to Guatemala and Cen- | tral America, He walked at least 1800 miles over the wildest part of the country. For a long time he lived in the San Joa- quin Valley and devoted himself to the study of the raisin and the fig. In fact, it was Dr. Eisen who discovered that raisins could be grown in California. It wason his brother’s vineyard where, in 1876, he saw some grapes in a certain state similar to what he had seen in the Smyrna district along the Mediterranean. He cured them as he had seen the people of those coun- tries do it, and the result was the starting | of one of the greatest industries of the | State. In 1892 Dr. Eisen was made mi- croscopical investigator of the California Academy of Sciences, and in January, 1896, he was made curator of microscopy. During all these years Dr. Eisen has been constantly at work, and has pro- duced thirty-six books of his observations and studies. All but three of them have | { been published, and those are now ready to go to press. All of these works have become the standard in their class, and | can be found in the greatest scientific li- | braries in the world. Dr. Eisen hasre- ceived medals and diplomas from the | great universities of the world in hotior of his researches, a few of them bearing the private seals of some of the Kings of Eu- ‘rope. | With ali of his success Dr. Eisen has re- | mained what he was born—a child of na- ture. He loves the meadows and the mountains, the ‘forests and the streams ;nnd the bright skies. Every living crea- | ture that walks, crawls, swims or flies is his admiration. He likes to see them take advantage of the gifts of nature, and says they “epjoy living as much as he does.” | Of business Dr. Eisen bas scarcely any idea, and very little regard for money. | fact, he Las none beyond the uses to which he could put it to further his scientific studies. Itis one dollar for himself and ten dollars for science. If he should be- jcome a wealthy man to-morrow the | chances are that he would not change his | mode . of living to any great extent, but | would devote everything he had to carry- | ing out some investigations he now has in | mind. | Dr. Eisen’s disposition is as near perfect | as it is possible for a man’s to be. Itisal- | most impossible to even annoy him, much | less make him angry. He is the personifi- | cation of gentleness, and dislikes to harm | he is very careful not to cause pain to any In| ladies on the honorary roll of membership country to the American colonies, A few days since Mrs. A. S, _ Hubbard, president of the Val- FRAN entine Holt Society, received a letter of acknowledgment from the father of the Misses Fair- child; also a letter from the eldest of the two girls, who is now 15, in which were inclosed photographs of the writer and of the tablet. The photograph of the tablet, | as now shown, was taken when the tablet was first placed | within the walls of the old | prison and directly over the one grave of the thirteen sol- diers. The increasing number of visitors to view the monu- ment to the memory of the rivates of an army of heroes gecsme at last such an incon- | venience to the military au- | thorities that they requested the Misses Fairchild to remove | the tablet to the outer wall of the building, about in the same position, however, and, the re- quest being granted, the in- scription was changed to read *within this building and di- rectly beneath this tablet,” etc. Mr. Fairchild is a merchant of New York City who has a home on the Hudson and one at Cap-Rouge on the St. Louis road, Quebec, overlooking the St. Lawrence, and whose pa- triotism is known to every American who visits Quebec. In his letter to the president of the local society he wrote: of the creatures that he captures. Even the waterdog from the, battoms of wood- | land streams he handles most carefully, he has to kill them for his investigations, he first chloroforms them so that they | shall not suffer. In spite of his great devotion to science Dr. Eisen is most careful about his per- sonal appearance and about the place where he works. He cares nothing for to fit him and are always scrupulously clean. His laboratory in the Academy of Sciences is neatness itself. There isnot a spot of dirt anywhere, and all of his instru- | ments are where he can put his hand on | any of them in a moment. His laboratory {is a most interesting place. There are | large glass jars filled with what appears to | be only dirty water and slime, but most of them are very valuable, and contain some | stage of the development of some of the | lower forms of life. Some of them have | been sent from the remotest parts of the earth, and if a person went to get them | | they would cost thousands of dollars. Dr. iEisen has most elaborate apparatus for Your kindness bringing to the society over which you preside the act of my two young daugh- ters in having a tablet placed | over the remains of the thir- teen soldiers who were killed with their gallant leader, Gen- | eral Montgomery, in the assaultat Pres-de-Ville, Quebec, has deeply | touched us all. The resolution of | the society and the election of my daughters as honorary members have given them even greater pleasure than the successful issue of their persistent and untiring efforts to secure the necessary permission to erect the tablet, for at all points they were confronted with diffi- culties—official prejudices, red- | tapeism and & narrow nationalism | on the part of the public. Your society is the first to recognize the zeal of the young ladies, and they are aeeply conscious of the honor it has done them and very proud to think that from far-away Cali- fornin came the beautiful ac- knowledgment of their patriotic effort to add their mite toward commemorating the heroic deeds of long ago. Their full names and ages are: Frances Isabel Fairchild, aged 15 years, and Constance Neilson Feir- child, aged 13 years. The chil- dren’s grandfather on the mater- nal side was one of the early pio- neers in California, reaching there | early in 1850, and was a resident | of S8an Fraicisco for many years and & citizen. He now Tesides near us and is & frequent visitor. | His great pleasure is to relate the story of life in California in those interested grand- | days to very | ehildren. | The elder Miss Fairchild, in | the July issue of St. Nicholas of last year, gave an illustrated and very interesting account of the tablet, and in another ar- ticle, published in another pa- per, she gave an account of the imprisonment of the American troops in Quebec. In her letter to Miss F. M. Walton, secretary of the Val- entine Holt Society, she wrote: My sister and T were s0 much leased with Mrs. Hubbard’s kind letter, telling ys that your society had elected us honorary members. It is, indeed, a_very great honor, of which we are deeply sensible. thing for the bec. ~Our marble tablet is now in place, and on the outside walls of the old military beside the wall, near where they were found. military prison & few days after the flnding soldier in charge, named Lewis, was pleaset short talk, in which he described everything tablet to mark the graves of thirteen American soldiers, who tell with General Richard Montgomery in the attack on Quebec in the efforts of that gallant officer to secure that part of the oor soldiers who lay in an unmarked grave in Que- prison. were placed in a large coffin and buried inside the building close | | we followed him to see The was the placing of a side and the courtyard. o3 p | ey | fairehild “ BENEATH THIS TABLET REPOSE THE REMAINS OF THIRTEEN SOLDIERS OF GENERAL MONTGOMERY'S ARMY WHO WERE KILLED IN THE ASSAULT ON QUEBEC DEC 31*" 1775 SR Placed to therr Memery by sevoral AmaricanChildren /fv\'bel Nenniorn. ISABEL DENNISON, the 11-Year-Old Member of the Valen- tine Holt Society of the Children of the American Revolution of This City, Who Suggested the Election of the Misses Fairchild to Homorary Membership. looks ver; The handsome | remains | the room in which the reason they were buried inside of the building & few days after the attack on Quebec, December 31, 1775, was because Of the city being in a ame of siege, also on accounut of the snow out- ardness of cug with great difficulty for General Montgomery aldé-de-camp, Cheeseman eand McPherson, in the middle of the From there the body of General Montgomery was re- ES I. FAIRCHILD. the 15-Year-Old American Girl ‘Who, With Her Sister, Constance N., Caused the Erec- tion of the Memorial Tablet in Quebec Over the Graves of the American Soldiers Who Fell With Montgomery. The Patriotism Qif Two American Girls. | In Tue Cary of the 4th of May last it was announced that the Valentine Holt Society of the Children of the American Revolution of this City had elected as honorary members of the society two young American girls—Frances I, and Constance N., daughters of G. M. Fairchild Jr., of ‘* Ravenciiffe,” Quebec, whose father is a well-known New York merchant. The particular act which prompted 11-year-old Isabel Denni- son, a member of the society, by resolaticn, to place the young another part of the ueer old building to arge coffin 1: ad been reinterred. Graves were, however, it S and his two ground. moved in 1818 to New York, but those of the aids-de-camp still re- main there. It is our purpose to try to raise another contribution of a com- paratively small sum, $25 or £30, 1o erect a large bowlder of Cana- dian granite, with a small space smoothed off, so as not to leave the graves of these aids-de-cam unmarked. The military authori- ties will probably give us cannon andchains to place around it. Tae old military prison, now & storehouse for military supplies, isan exceedingly interesting place t0 visit. Itisin theform of a half- circle, imbedded in the old fortifi- cation wall, close beside one -of the main gates of tne old walled city. The passage leading to cells is in entire darkness, and the cells apartments, with but_one smail grating to each to admit light and air. Military culprits were im- risoned there for various of- enses. * When the bodies of the thirteen Amerjcan soldiers were disin- terred, close by one of them was found a gair of rusty scissors, which hed evidently been in the breast pocket of his coat. These, together with the skullof one of the men, are now in a glass case in the room. At Cap-Rouge, where we now re- side, the American troops in 1775 had important earthworks, and a large body was encamped there and also at St. Foye, two miles nearer Quebec. The main army was billeted in the village and the old church was converted into a hospital. “Holland House” was General Montgomery’s headquar- ters, and in the garden several boaies were found a few years ago and were identified as Ameri- can soldiers by the buttons. Our next-door neighbors’ house was at that period the country seat of the Eneglish Governor, Cromahe, and Henry, who wrote an interesting memoir of the Montgomery campaign, describes & visit General Montgomery made with several companies to loot the house. An old- woman in charge neufly'emmgped them all by telling them that vaiuables were secreted in the cellar, and invited them to go down, her in- tention being, no doubt, to close the trapdoor on them once they were in the cellar. They were suspicious and declined the invi- tation, but secured enough to put them in great good humor with the result of their visit. On the south shore of the St. Lawrence, directly opposite our house, is the Chaudierre River, down which the Arnold expedi- tion iabored after its terrible jour- ney through the Maine wilder- ness. The whole country around memorable campaign. Should you or any of the mem- hers of your society ever visit Quebee we will be delighted to accompany you or them to the many places of interest about the city. It was in the early part of last year that the Canadian military authorities in over- hauling the old military prison aceidentally unearthed the re- mains of the American sol- diers. The workmen wanted to scatter the bones of the sol- diers, but an old English sol- dier, Patrick Lewis, an arti- ficer of the military stores, with true soldier’s chivalry, in- terposed an objection and de- clared that though the bones were those of the enemy they were those of soldiers, and sbould be respected. He se- cured all of these, and with the assistance of J. Quebec’s historian, reinterred though disastrous the southeast corner of the prison. When the Misses Fairchild learaed of this they started a $1 subscription to No other society has before this recognized our efforts to do some- | procure a tablet to mark the resting place of the American sol- | diers, and after they had the money, then came the most dif- fieult part. The granting of the permission, however, is a credit to the Canadians almost as great as the granting of the permis- | sion by the Canadian Legislature as “‘an_act of honor to New Perhaps you would like to Lear something of our visit to the old | York’’ to remove the remains of General Montgomery, so they | of the bones. Theold | might be taken to the city of New York. These now rest under | to see us, and, after & | » monument in the rear of St. Paul’s Church, Broadway, erected that had taken place, | py Congress, but which is now falling into decay. _Collecting Studies for His Microscope. WY MR, EANISTRON SHED IS MUSTACEE The Man Who Looked Too Much Like Blanther. Showing That Some Policemen Are Wide Awake for the G:ary- Street Assassin. “What's the matter?” asked a friend of John Handstrum, a carpenter from Oak- land, as the latter stepped from the ferry- boat on this side oi the bay yesterday. “No mustache—no spectacles! Hardly knew you!” “Speak gently,” cautioned Handstrum. «I'm disguising rayself 1o keep from Jook- ing like somebody else.” “You talk in riddles.” “Well, I'll explain,” and Handstrum proceeded. ‘‘One day last week I was standing near the ferry-house over here waiting for a boat. You know I hada fine mustache. It took me about five vears to grow it. Well, I had it curled in style; and then [ had on a pair of eye- glasses. While I was waiting a big fat pohiceman walked up and stood slongside of me. doors slide open with the usual bang, and 1 started to make the boat. I didn’t run far, though. That policeman had a grip on my coat and I stopped short. ““What do you mean?’ I asked. “ ‘Giye an account of yourself,”’ said the officer. ‘What’s your name?’ «“‘Handstram—John Handstrum,’ said About that time I heard the ferry | | Blanther might be trying to sneak out of odd jobs at carpentering and was willing to tackle anything in the line of work that turned up. ‘“‘Your age? inquired ‘Thirty,’ said I. “The policeman looked me over from head to foot, and seemed to be doing a whole lot of thinking. Finally he said, *Will you come along with me?"” | “There was no objection, and in a few | minutes I was at the police station. Tne captain there sized meup, and he took the fat policeman aside. ‘“‘No, no,” I heard the captain say, ‘his head isn’t shaped like Blanther’s, his feet are not near as large and his whole car- riage is different. Let him go.’ I was then politely told that it was a case of mistaken identity. “On the day following 1 went up to | Stockton, expecting to find a job there, and no sooner had I landed than a smart | policeman swooped down on me. Before he could begin his string of questions I remarked: ‘Keep cool, old man. I'm not Blanther.’ {" *+But Idon’t know,’ murmured the offi- cer, and he escorted me to the office of the Chief of Police in Stockton, where it was again demonstrated that I wasn’t Blan- ther. The Chief then allowed me to look at Blanther’s picture. *Say, [ couldn’t get to a barber’s any too quick 1o suit me. The mustache went, and you don’t catch me wearing glasses | on the street as long as 1 can avoid it. I ’t been arrested since 1 shed the You see the officers thought the officer. | haven’ mustache. the country.in laborers’ clothes. Do you blame me for disguising myself? No;; well, come and bave a punk on the strength of my luck in escaping the. gal- lows.” I. Then I told how I was only six mon.thu ! out here from Ohio; bow I had been doing | During the last two centuries the wealth of Great Britain has increased forty-fold, o DRECTR AND A CAR CONDICAOR Why Alvinza Hayward Thought an Employe Stupid. Proving That Those. Who Make Rules Are Often the First Ones to Break Them. That those who make rules are generally the first to break them received another illustration a few days since. Everybody knows, of course, that Alyinza Hayward s one of the directors of the Market-street system of street railroads. As such he carries a pass, which he uses ‘dally on the Post-street line on his way to and from the Union-Pacific Club. All the conductors on that line know him, and when be takes his seatina car he simply nods and that is equivalent to a fare; or when he has three or four friends with him a wave of the hand 1in their di- rection ‘‘goes” with the ticket-puncher. One day about noon Mr. Hayward was on his way to the club, and while in the After the railroad magnate left the car the earner of 22 cents an hour who had been chided was seized with a feeling of resentment and remarked to an acquaint- ance, “I’ll get even with that fellow yet.” A few days later Mr. Hayward boarded the same car, but the incident of the pass no longer occupied his mind, Not so with the conductor. His charce had come, and winking to the acquaintance to whom he had made the remark about getting even, and who happened to be on the train at that time, he approached the director, w.ao was accompanied by a friend. Hayward made the usual waving motion with the hand, but the innocent conductor refused to “catch on’ and said, “Fare, please.” The director glanced up with a look of astonishment on his face and noticing that the man before him was waiting, and had not recogilized him, said, 25" which is the number of his pass. The opportunity had come, and the ticket-puncher made the most of it. In the suavest manner he said: Let me seeit, please.” The look of astonishment on the direc- tor’s face changed to one of anger as he put his hand in his inside vest nocket and drew therefrom the piece of pasteboard that entitles him to ride free. The conductor, having had a “view,” returned to his post at the end of the car, car took notice of the fact that the con- | and as he did so winkea twice to his ac- ductor passed by a passenger and did not collect his fare, ‘Has that gentleman a pass?’ asked the director of the conductor. ““He has, sir,” was the calm and polite reply. ' “Then you ought to know that is your business to make him show it,”’ was the admonition of the director, and with that the delinquent official returned to the platform at the rear end of the train blushing like a maiden who receives her quaintance. In the meantime the di- rector, who was slowly recovering from the shock he had received, remarked to his friend: ‘‘It is astonishing how stupid some men are. He ought to know meas well as I know you.” Chief of Secret Police—'Nother important ar- rest, sire. The Czar—Great Romanoff ! Is it s member of the Bomb-throwers’ Union? Chiet of Secret Police—We think so, sire. At least, she is wearing & bombazing dress,— first offerfof marriage. 3 ' FILLMORE RIDES ON SOTTER STREET. An Octopus Manager Who Does Not Like Mr. Vining, How Some of the Profits of the Southern Pacific Go to the Opposition Line. Manager J. A. Fillmore of the Southern Pacific Company and General Manager Vining of the Market-street Railway Com- pany are not attuned to the same key, and as a result the former refuses to ride any longer on tne streetcars of the latter. Having occasion recently to go to the Western Addition on a social call, Mr. Fillmore walked up from Montgomery and Market streets to Sutter, and there lightly swung himself aboard the dummy. On the same seat sat a friend of the genial manager of the great corporation. Soon they were pleasantly chatting of matters widely removed from the *“shop.” “Say, old man, how comes it that you are patronizing an opposition line. *Oh, I've got no use for that old chuck!e- headed—-"" The answer that Mr. Fillmore made, while almost entirely printable so far as its adjectives go, being not in the form of a sworn affidavit, will not be reproduced herewith. It is stated, Lowever, that this answer was not entirely complimentary, and that it outlined in unpoetic language the manager’s good and sufficient reason for not wishing to encourage what some have facetiously called Mr. Vining’s Bu- reau for the Promotion of Southern Pa- | Cleyeland Plaindealer. cific Enemies. themselves are heavily stoned |. here 1¢ full o1 associations of that | Lemoine, | them beneath the flooring of | breeding bacteria and decomposing certain substances. He also has a machine for cutting an ordinary angle worm invo 70,000 perfect slices. Dr. Eisen’s daily life is most simple, as are also his tastes in other matters. He is an early riser, and either goes direct to his laboratory, or else out 1nto the field to hunt for specimens. Itis no small undertaking to prepare even one small slide for examination under the microscope, and the work must be done in a certain way or the result 1s a failure. Dr. Eisen’s method of preparing blood slides is in principle the sameas that used by all other microscopical investi- gators in the world. The first thing to do is to get the speci- men. Say it is to be that of the ordinary water-dogs that are found in plenty in the streams about San Francisco, Dr. Eisen always does his own collecting, for there are many things to be considered. The age of the reptile is of the greatest im- portance, and after the reptile is removed from the water in a net, the doctor makes a careful examination. Should the creature prove to be too old, he replaces it in the pool, and it loses no time in finding a comfortable place under a rock. 1t is rather a remarkable thing that when Dr. Eisen is collecting these crea- tures they show little fear of him, and | even when he has them in his hands will lie quiet until he either puts them in a bottle or retarns them {o their native ele- ment in the pool. Having satisfied himself with a speci- men Dr. Eisen put it into a specially pre- pared water-bottle. He usually takes the water-dogs a little too young and keeps them in his laboratory until they are the right age for experiments. Having chloroformed the reptile to be sacrificed to science, Dr. Eisen quickly makes an incision with a scalpel of razor sharpness and lays bare the tiny heart. This he takes hold of with a pair of small tweezers and then cuts it so that the drop or two of blood the creature possesses will flow. He then rapidly rubs the heart over anumber of clean glass slides that bave been warmed. This leaves an almost im- perceptible film of a faint ruby color on them. They are then laid away to dry for forty-eight hours. In doing this work it is necessary to move like lightning, as that single drop of blood must be spread over twenty or thirty slides within twoor three minutes, or the crimson fluid will coagulate. Should one of these slides be put under | a high-power microscope without further preparation very little could be seen. The corpuscles would show as tiny shells, but that is all. In order to be able to see what the blood contains the slides must be “‘stainea.’’” Different stains bring out dif- ferent parts. There are thousands of stains in general use, and new omnes are being constantly discovered. It has been the discovery of certain stains that have | enabled certain bacteria to be seen. For instance, the stain that will reveal bacilli tuberculoses would have no effect on the cholera microbe, and vice versa. It was | by the discovery of a new method of stain- ing that Dr. Eisen was enabled to make his recent great discovery. Not only are single stains used, but they are combined in hundreds of ways, each producing a different result, The methods of handling the *stains also vary greatly. Some must be fixed with acid, and soie with alcohol or other chemical. If a plate is examined before being stained and then afterward it seems like magic. In the first place there was almost nothing, and in the last beautiful forms in | brilliant colors and delicate outline are visible, The blood from the same animal can be put on fifty different slides, and by care- ful staining can be made to give fifty dif- ferent results. In some only portions of certain cells will appear, and in others the cells will be invisible and only the blood parasites show. And yet the same ele- ments exist in the same proportion on | every one of the slides. AN EXTRA WINK IN THE MORNING, How a Kansas Man Has Gained More Sleep Be- fore Breakfast. Has Invented a Machine to Feed His Horse by Pressing a Button. Is Now Working on a Device to Drop On the Harness and Fasfen It Automatically. A Kansas man is just now receiving the vlaudits of his fellow-laborers. He has figured out an extra hour’s sleep in the early morning, a boon for the toilers who must be at shop and factory at 7 A. m. The genius who has solved ihis problem is John McDonald, an industrious and frugal Scotchman of Armourdale, a suburb of Kansas City, Kans. Mr. McDonald is a mechanical engineer who keeps a horse to drive to Itis work every morning in Kan- sas City, Mo. While this means of travel is superior- to the streetcar facilities af- forded by Armourdale, there were some inconveniences attached to it by reason of the necessity of leaving a warm bed an hour earlier in the morning in order that the horse, as well as McDonald, might have time to eat and digest his breakfast in peace, In the cold winter months this fs a very disagreeable duty. McDonald lay in bed one night and figured out a deyice that would obviate this thing. Above the horse’s manger he constructed a box with the bottom of it inade in the form of a lid that drops down when a catch is pulled. Attached to a catch is a wire that runs up to a little pulley suspeuded from the floor of the hay loft. It passes over the pulley and out through a small hole in the side of the barn above the door. From there it is stretched along the yard on poles through rings at the top of them and is passed through a small aperture in the casing at the top of the back door of the house, thence around the kitchen wall, up a stairway to McDonald’s bedroom, ter- minating in a wooden handle within arm’s reach of his bed. At night when McDonald reaches home and stables his horse he fixes its bedding of straw, puts a sufficient quantity of hay in the rack for two meals, puts a measure of feed in the animal’s manger for supper and in the box over its manger for its breakfast. Then his stable work isdone for the night and for the morning, too. After this he may go to his own supper, and, if he desires, can stay in the house the rest of the evening. At5 o'clock in the morning McDonald awakens and pulls the string at his bedside, and the feed drops from the box to the manger, and the horse has before him a repast of oats for breakfast. MecDonald turns over then and sleeps till 6 o’clock. Then he gets up and has nothing to do but eat his own break- fast, hitch up and go to work at his own leisure. McDonald’s next scheme is in the nature of & swinging harness that will drop on the horse’s back and esnap together when the catch on the feedbox is pulled. When this feat shall have been accomplished it will be in order for the world to take off its hat to the Kansas man. reached a certain spot in Yosemite Valley, students—and Mr. Wilson, a clerk of Judze in the Big Trees on the road. The party hired an express wagon, with "The Governor’ “This is where we pitched ofir tent in '72, the first time I saw Yosemite, and a jolly time we had, too"”—is doubtless the exclamation of Goyernor s First | Trip to Yosemite. Budd when he for it was in August of that year that he, his classmate and chum, Thomas P.Woodward, his brother John—all three University Budd’s, left Stockton for Yosemite, taking horses, for $3 25 per day, taking their own tent, blankets and food, besides quite.an armory, consisting of three shotguns, two " 3 \ find Wilson’s house we camped about 12 ing of Professor Joseph Le Conte, Clarence McKee. ! Régent of the university by his brother. rifles and four pistols, with which they repelled intruders and shoot game along the road for food—the three boys being fine shots. A letter written at that time says: “‘From Stockton we took the Knights Ferry road and had to cut across to Telegraph City: there we passed seven or eight miles above Copperopolis, and after wandering among the chaparral for several hoursto o'clock in somebody’s barn.” At Yose- mite the boys found already in the valley another party from the university consist- ‘Wetmore, George Reed, Spotts and Robert The accompanying engraving was copied from a photograph taken after the camp- ers’ return to Stockton by a pbotographer of the remarkable cognomen of J. Pitcher Spooner, who‘u the boys discovered too late, made the incongruous combination of wildwood foreground with a parlor background. The figure with the gun across the knees 1s that of our now worthy Governor, that in the center Thomas P. Woodward, and the other John E. Budd, lately appointed Mary Woonwarp Epwagps,