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NEVADA GAZETTE FEBRUARY 3 & 4, 1865 57
ANOTHER BALL.—Our friend Tom. Mooney, of the Empire Ranch, is preparing to give a grand
ball in commemoration of Washington’s Birthday. Mooney understands these matters as well as the next
man; and if we can possibly do it we’ll accept his invitation to attend, with the anticipation of enjoying a
good time.
MINERS’ HOTEL AND RESTAURANT.—We respectfully request our readers’ attention to the
advertisement of F. Stumpf, in to-day’s Gazette. From an intimate acquaintance with his establishment
we are prepared to express an unqualified opinion as to the character of his house. It is one of the best
eating houses in the city, and is in every respect what the proprietor advertises it to be. Mr. Stumpf and
his excellent lady, who superintends the culinary department, have long been engaged in keeping a hotel,
and it may be said of them with truth—they understand their business. Give them a call.
PAY YOUR TAXES.—We would advise every man in the county whose name is on the delinquent
list published in the Gazette, to call at Judge Smith’s office prior to the first of March next, and pay his
taxes, and thus save additional expense. Immediately after the time for appearance expires, judgment
will be rendered against every man who may be then delinquent. This will involve an additional expense.
Then follows an execution and another advertisement of sale, which, in the end, will almost double the
amount due if settled now. . . .
OUR COUNTY JAIL.—The iron cells in our county jail are now completed. They are made of
heavy boiler iron—top, bottom and sides—and one to look at them would suppose that it would be an
impossibility for even the most expert jail-breaker to get out of them, unless let out at the door. The locks
to the doors are constructed upon such a principle that it is an utter impossibility for a man confined in
any one of the cells to escape therefrom, unless the jailor or keeper of the keys acts as an accomplice.
By a mere turn of the key a bolt is shot into each side of the doorway, made of heavy wrought iron, well
nailed to the iron composing the dell [sic], and a heavy wrought iron clasp is brought down into a staple,
immediately below the key-hole, and covering it, which is again fastened with a padlock. Light and air are
admitted to the cells by orifices made in the lower part of the doors and at the back part of the cells, about
1'4 inches in diameter. The work appears to be done in a good workmanlike manner, and we doubt not it
will well answer the end in view. The contract for the work was awarded to Mr. A. S. Hart and the work
was performed by a San Francisco firm. Great credit is due to the contractor for the manner in which he
discharged his duties.
SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 1865
AN IMPUDENT HOAX.—The following “communication from Spiritland” appears in the Boston
Banner of Light, a Spiritualist paper published in Boston, which publishes a lot of such trash weekly. So
far as we are able to learn no man of the name of Stephen Carson died here on the 14th of November, or
at any other time accidentally or otherwise. The pretended communication is published in the Banner
of December 31st—six weeks after the alleged death; so that, even if it did occur, there was ample time
for the editors of the Banner to get the facts by mail, and write up a communication to suit. Why don’t
Stephen go directly to his “folks in Troy” (?) and give them directions about selling the place? We do not
know whether to be more astonished at the sublime impudence of the charlatans who preach Spiritualism,
or the idiotcy [sic] of those who permit themselves to be misled by such transparent trumpery. Here is the
communication:
STEPHEN CARSON.
I’m here early, sir. [We are glad to have you come.] I died yesterday—yesterday afternoon—
at Nevada City, California.