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Collection: Directories and Documents > Nevada County News & Advertisments

1865 (627 pages)

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624 DECEMBER 22 & 23, 1865 GRASS VALLEY UNION Maine, and has been associated with the reform for thirty-five years. Coupled with extensive European travel, and the pursuit of science we may expect a treat and something new on the subject of temperance. Everybody should go. M. E. CHURCH.—The alterations and additions now being made to this church are important, and will, when completed, materially improve the edifice. The addition to the building will afford comfortable accommodations for some one hundred and fifty persons, making the church large enough for a congregation of four hundred. When the improvements are fully completed we shall refer to them more at length. BIRTH. PEYTAVY. In Grass Valley, Dec. 21st, to the Wife of Bernard Peytavy (“Chicken Pie”) a son—weighing twelve pounds. SATURDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1865 NOTES OF A TRIP. IN SAN FRANCISCO. Tuesday morning found us on Montgomery street, looking at the fashions. This thoroughfare may very aptly be termed the Broadway of San Francisco. From early morn until long after the sunny god of day has retired to his evening quarters, large crowds of men and women continue to throng the sidewalks, while the street cars pass to and fro filled with both sexes. .. . San Francisco is the town of California. Earthquakes nor anything else can ever set her back. Her march is onward and her prosperity unshakable. We found large numbers of elegant brick buildings in course of erection .. .. Who will doubt that in ten years from the present time this handsome city will be the second in the United States, in point of magnificence and wealth. Certainly none who has marked her progress during the past decade. THE RETURN. Having spent all the time in San Francisco we could possibly spare, on Thursday afternoon we took passage on the Antelope, for Sacramento, where we arrived at an early hour on the following morning, in good spirits and in plenty of time to see “our fondest hopes” pass away like snow before the sun. To recapitulate what occurred after our return to Sacramento would but tend to a revival of recollections that to us at least would be anything but pleasant. We will therefor pass over the interval between Friday night, December 15th, and Tuesday morning, December 19th, by which time we again found ourself in the care of the railroad, booked for Colfax. And we know of no better way of closing our notes than with a brief sketch of that trip on the CENTRAL PACIFIC RAILROAD. The morning was a bitter cold one. The cars, although, not crowded, were well filled with passengers, of whom a large number were ladies, many of them carrying “children in arms.” A small stove stood in the center of the car in which we road, and from this heat enough was obtained to warm those who sat two feet from it on either side. From the starting point, the cars began an uncomfortable keeling, first to one side then to the other, resembling the motions of a “dug out” in a heavy swell. This continued, with slight intermission, until we reached Newcastle. After leaving this, we fear our pencil will fail to describe the misery of the unfortunate women who were passengers on this most abominable apology for a railroad. The cars rolled like a ship in a terrific gale, the ladies became terribly sick, and in a short time a number were casting up their accounts, which groans and sighs testified that Stanford’s railroad was a most powerful emetic. We pitied the poor sufferers from our inmost soul and thought, while our eye rested upon the announcement that the company had just received another million from the public purse, that our Government was paying a very large sum for what must some day prove a grave to many of her citizens.