make it respected. It is truthful, in so far as any of us can write truthfully of ourselves; and it is not altogether without philosophic interest for it sketches, roughly, untechnically, but characteristically, a type that is distinctly modern. Adam, Homer, Christ, Luther, Shakspere, and a few other old fogies, were not Americans. But we have invented Nervous Prostration which the prospector avoids simply because he carries his case Out Doors; while his brother, with precisely the same bacillus, but herding it at his desk, breaks down. No one ever heard of a rover breaking down- but then, again, no one ever heard of him quitting. He can't. The gadfly has him on the run. He will die with his boots not only "on," but going. The only way he ever "stands still" is jumping up and down while he works a miracle in some favored spot; and he cannot stay any longer there, at $25 per day and expenses, than till he hears (or guesses) that he might get four bits a day on the other side of the footstool and board himself. And here unstudied and unconscious straw of the sort of fellow he is.

My dear:

is a mere sample

URIQUE, CHIHUAHUA, MEX.

I think the last time I had the pleasure of meeting you I was at your lumber mills, trying to manipulate Chalcedony Park, either in 1886 or 7.

Well, I have seen a good bit of the world since that hard game I had on with the Petrified Forest.

I sailed for Australia in September, 1887. First took charge of the Tearoia C. and G. Mg. Co. of Naiorongomai, New Zealand, worked the mine out and displayed such skill in doing so that they appointed me general manager of the Broken Hill Junction C. and S. Co. of Broken Hill, New South Wales, Australia. I was two years in this position, and paid my shareholders £50,000, or $250,000, in dividends during my administration. The shares (100,000) touched £8 per share, and I made and lost money like a Monte Carlo plunger. I afterwards took a big contract, stoping on the Broken Hill Proprietary. I had a tough job picking out a "creep" (as the Cousin Jacks call a general smash-up under ground), but Guillermo got there just the same, and more dinero venga y vamos.

The gold rush to Western Australia started in the early 'Nineties, and I was one of the first to pack my swag and seek the land of golden nuggets (with water at 60 cents per gallon, typhoids, dysentery and other luxuries), backed by some of the leading capitalists of Australia and London.

I explored Western Australia on camels, horses and afoot, from Cue to Esperance Bay. When I first arrived, Coolgardie was the great golden bonanza, but prospectors got out into the wilderness and new diggings and rushes were of daily occurrence. I am not an alluvial miner, and went for reefs," as the Australian Buttons call veins and lodes.

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I was looking for domestic felines, not Wild Gatos, and for two years everybody was making money except Guillermo. One day I walked into the Horseman Camp, 130 miles south of the city of Coolgardie, with my my sole possessions- my swag, £1:10:0 (equal to about $7.50), and my conscience still in its virgin state, regarding wild-cats- and found a reef over a mile long, averaging 4 feet wide, showing free gold in many places, which looked as if it might turn out trumps.

I say I found it. I mean I found the owners of it, called The Ragged 13, being a lot of shepherds, who had accidentally wandered into the desert and pegged out (located) this mine of golden treasure, and were camping on it, waiting for suckers, and I fell in. I got a two weeks' option on 250 acres for £22,500 spot cash; borrowed a Brumbary (mustang), rode to Coolgardie, showing my old form as a cowboy. As I reached within ten miles of Coolgardie that night my Guyocaw dropped, never to rise any more, and I resumed my ordinary conveyance of shanks' legs, and reached Coolgardie at 12 midnight. Met Dr. Simons, a French mining engineer, who had any amount of English and French backers, showed him about ten pounds of samples, which I managed to land with, went back to the Horseman with a four-in-hand, valet, cook and driver, closed the deal in fortyeight hours. This property Dr. Simons floated for 180,000 £3 shares. I returned to Coolgardie, realized a commission of £5,000, speculated in Kalgoorlie shares, made a fortune of £100,000 in a few days, and then started out again on a ship of the desert (camel) for the northern goldfields, and kept going for a year before I found another mine above suspicion, called the Sons of Gualer," which I sold to Mr. Wm. Prichard Morgan, M. P., for £5,000 with a commission of £1,000.

This mine proved a bonanza. It is situated 160 miles north of Kalgoorlie, at Mt. Leonora; was floated in London in 300,000 £1 shares, which reached £9, and when I noticed them last, in October, 1900, when I was in London, they were listed at £7. In 1897 I started for the Klondike from Sydney, N. S. W.

When I got to Vancouver, I heard such discouraging reports that I changed my course, and sailed from Vancouver, B. C., for Manila. On arrival at Yokohama, Japan, I met my old friend Wm. Prichard Morgan, and he having some gigantic schemes on in Corea and China, I again placed myself at his disposal, and began explorations in the middle of the Kingdom, and for two years I wandered through the land of the Boxers, unmolested, and was then sent over to Corea as expert extraordinary to the Emperor, with a retinue of 22 servants, ponies, boys, cooks, official and interpreter. I visited all the household mines belonging to the Emperor of Corea, "turned them all down," as the Gringo says, but selected a concession of 400 square miles for mineral and mining purposes for Wm. Prichard Morgan, which he is now operating. Then was ordered back to China, and in company with Dr. Jack, Geologist of Queensland, Australia, his son, and another Scotchman, proceeded to Szechuen, the largest and richest province in the Chinese Empire, bordering on Thibet. We went by steamer, first to Ichang, 500 miles up the Yang-tse-Kiang river, then by canoes over the famous

Ichang Rapids, then by junk to Chong King, capital of Szechuen, whence we took saddle and pack ponies, and commenced to explore the foothills of the Himalayas and here are mounttains that knock out anything in the world.

We were getting along nicely, finding lots of gold, silver, copper and other precious and valuable metals, when the Boxer trouble commenced, and we were in the worst province in China (viz., Shewsie). Wm. Prichard Morgan, associated with Li Hung Chang, the richest and smartest Chinaman in China, had acquired a mining concession for the sole right to operate mines in this great Province of 66,000 square miles, and which has a population equal to the United States and England. My contract with them was 10% of all the profits, all my traveling and other expenses paid, and £1 per day to be sent to my wife. But the Mongolians got nasty. We had to shoot a few. The GovernorGeneral, through instructions from Li Hung Chang, who is the power behind the throne in the middle Kingdom, sent 500 Chinese soldiers as a body guard to bring us out of the country, and in August, last year, I landed in Shanghai, sailed for London via Hong Kong, Singapore, Columbi, and the Mediterranean, arrived at Paris Exposition in the latter part of September, stayed there a fortnight, did London for two months, shifted back to Australia. No business.

Sailed for San Francisco in February last, came to Mexico in May, made a trip out to the famous Dolores mines, 150 miles N. W. of Minaca; returned to San Francisco, went up to Prescott; saw our old friends and chums and raised some money from Frank, (who is a millionaire), returned to Mexico to hunt up something genuine for Frank and his associates, and met your friend -, who, by the way, used to be an old school mate of mine at San José, Cal., in the Seventies; joined issues with him and started out in August last to hunt up genuine mining propositions. As Reed has informed you, I believe, have done some good business with a couple of mines at Jimenez, Chihuahua. Reed is still at Jimenez, but I wrote to him yesterday requesting him to join me here. We have since taken our old friend -, into the copartnership.

I have seen enough in the last three years to convince me that in this mining district we can do some good business. In my opinion, from observation and from what I hear from responsible, bona fide mining men, this is one of the richest districts in Mexico, if not in the world.

And, now, as you remarked in your letter to Reed of September 30th, we will drop the social part and proceed to business. * * * Yours truly,

Chairman Membership Committee, Mrs. J. G. Mossin, 1033 Santee St.
HONORARY LIFE MEMBERS: R. Egan, Tessa L. Kelso.

LIFE MEMBERS: Jas. B. Lankershim, J. Downey Harvey, Edward E. Ayer, John F. Francis, Mrs. John F. Francis, Mrs. Alfred Solano, Margaret Collier Graham, Miss Collier, Andrew McNally, Rt. Rev. Geo. Montgomery, Miss M. F. Wills, B. F. Porter, Prof. Chas. C. Bragdon, Mrs. Jas. W. Scott, Mrs. Phebe A. Hearst, Mrs. Annie D. Apperson, Miss Agnes Lane, Mrs. M. W. Kincaid, Col. H. G. Otis, H. Jevne, J. R. Newberry, Dr. W. Jarvis Barlow, Marion Brooks Barlow, Geo. W. Marston, Chas. L. Hutchinson, U. S. Grant, jr.. Isabel M. R. Severance, Mrs. Louisa C. Bacon, Miss Susan Bacon, Mrs. Mira Hershey, Jeremiah Ahern. William Marshall Garland, Geo. L. Fleitz, Miss Josephine W. Drexel, Mrs. Sarah M. Utt, Miss Anita Utt, Emily Runyon Earl.

ADVISORY BOARD: Jessie Benton Fremont, Col. H. G. Otis, R. Egan, W. C. Patterson, Adeline Stearns Wing, Tessa L. Kelso, Don Marcos Forster, Chas. Cassat Davis, Miss M. F. Wills, C. D. Willard, John F. Francis, Frank J. Polley, Rev. Hugh K. Walker, Elmer Wachtel, Maj. H. T. Lee, Rt. Rev. Joseph H. Johnson, Bishop of Los Angeles, Mrs. Caroline M. Severance.

'LL memberships expire with the year, and fees for 1903 are due in January. The Club trusts that its members will not forget these dues, upon which it depends to carry on its work. Membership is $1 per year, open to all. There are no salaries, and all these moneys go net to the work.

Repairs are steadily going forward at the Pala Mission; and at the Mission of San Juan Capistrano the Club has begun the roofing of the building (120 x 30 feet) to the left and front of the cloisters.

There is a very large amount of urgent work to be done at all these Missions, and the Club will prosecute this work as fast as it receives the funds.

CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE WORK.

Previously acknowledged-$5849.50.

New contributions-John Griffin, Oceanside, Cal., $10.

$1 each-Merrill M. Grigg, Mrs. Merrill M. Grigg, Armitage S. C. Forbes, Mrs. Armitage S. C. Forbes, Los Angeles.

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EARLY ENGLISH VOYAGES

To the Pacific Coast of America.

(From their own, and contemporary English, accounts.)

SIR FRANCIS DRAKE. - II.

AGELLANE was not altogether deceived in calling them Giants, since they differ so much from other Men in Stature, Strength and the Hideousness of their Voice, yet are they not so monstrous as the Spaniards reported, some Englishmen being fully as tall as any they saw; but not imagining any English would ever come there, it encouraged them boldly to write such Untruths. Their Name Pentagoners, or five Cubits, that is, seven Foot and a half, giving their true height, yet many not so large, but certainly the Cruelties used against them, have made them more monstrous in their manner than Bodies, which being told from Father to Son, has created such an inveterate Hatred in them against Strangers, that upon all occasions they seek revenge upon them; yet they seemed to repent the Wrong offered to the English, suffering them to continue there peaceably two Month after, and may cause them to be kinder to others that happens to come into the Country.

To this Mischief from Infidels, another greater and of far worse consequence was like to have fallen out among themselves, had not Divine Providence timely discovered and prevented it, whereby the Innocent Blood of the General and his most faithful Friends, might have been traiterously shed, and the whole Action thereby overthrown. This Design was laid before their coming from England, and of which General Drake had a full Account in his Garden at Plymouth, but he could never believe that a Person whom he so dearly affected, and had so extreamly obliged, would contrive any Evil against him, and therefore continued his Favours to this suspected Person; yea, increased them so as to make him his most intimate and bosom Friend, giving him the second Place in his Company in his Presence, and leaving him the Conduct of his whole Affairs in his Absence, imparting to him all his Secrets, and allowing him free Liberty in all reasonable Things; yea, bearing with his many Weaknesses and Infirmities, scorning that any private Injuries should break that firm Friendship he had contracted with him, and was therefore offended with those, who from Duty discovered his daily Contrivances to destroy the whole Enterprise. But the General being at length convinced of his Falshood, and that Lenity would do no good, since the Heat of his Ambition could not be allayed but by the Murder and Blood of his Captain and Companions, his Practices growing daily more dangerous, he resolved to question him before it was too late, therefore first securing him, he called all the Commanders and Gentlemen of his Company together, to whom he gave an Account of the good Parts in this Gentleman, and of the Brotherly Tenderness he had always showed towards him ever since his first Acquaintance, and then delivered them the Letters he had received from several Persons, who much doubted his Fidelity, and that not only at Sea, but at Plymouth not only by bare Words, but Writings under the Gentleman's own Hand: yea, several unworthy Actions comitted by him, tending to the Overthrow of the Voyage in Hand, and the murdering the General's Person. For all which so many full and evident Proofs were produced, that the Gentleman himself struck with Remorse for his inconsiderate and unkind Dealings, freely acknowledged himself worthy of Death, yea of many Deaths, since he not only designed the Ruin of the Action, but of the Principal Actor