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Volume 3 (1858-1859) (592 pages)
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Page: of 592
A JAUNT OF RECREATION. 531
VIEW OF THE MISSION DOLORES, FROM THE POTRERO.
{From a Photograph by Hamilion & Co.]
roads, we will take that which, of the
two, is rather the most pleasant, namely,
the Folsom street. The sides of this road,
like those of the other, are adorned with
private residences, and well cultivated
gardens and nurseries; among the latter,
the first which attracts the traveler’s attention, is the ‘‘ Golden Gate Nursery ;”
then the “ United States ;” then ‘‘Sonntag’s;” and at the corner of Folsomand
Centre, the ‘Commercial Nursery.”—
But after passing the former of these, and
before arriving at the latter, a large building to the south attracts our attention ;
that isthe French Hospital. Next is the
celebrated Russ’ Gardens,” a popular resort for Germans, especially on Sundays.
Here let us digress for a moment, to relate a somewhat amusing conversation
that took place on California street, between the servant of a friend, and a German woman whose husband makes a
comfortable living by mending boots and
shoes, in a little wooden house on the
side walk.
German woman, to Irish servant:
“ Bridget, why don’t you get married,
and live in a comfortable house of your
own?”
“Faith, and I don’t see that ye’s very
comfortable ye’self, for ye’s slaving ye’sself from Monthay marning until Satharday nite, washing clothes for other peoples, while ye’r husban’ is mending boots
and shoes, in that box, on the side walk.”
‘0 yes, but what of that; you know we
must all work for a living ; and besides,
I and my husband are very happy the
whole of the week, for if I wash clothes,
and he mends.cld boots and shoés, from
Monday morning until Saturday night,
we always go to Russ’ Gardens on Sunday’s 1”
Now, if this does not preach a sermon
on contentment, it is of no use our trying. So we may as well pass on to say,
that the next object that attracts our attention, is the black volumes of smoke,
that roll from the chimney-top of the
San Francisco Sugar Refinery. In this