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Helens to be the place. Here was to be the terminus of the steamship line from San Francisco. "Wasn't the company building this wharf?" "They wouldn't set sixty men to work on the dock unless they meant business." "Ships can't get up the Willamette that's nothing but a creek. The big city is going to be here." This was the talk that greeted my ears as I went looking about.
The steamer from San Francisco was just in, and the road was filled with other motor-cars and smart traps. Sally and the doctor nodded and waved to a score of friends. "I am as sorry as you are," said the doctor, awkwardly, after the silence had grown very long. "Don't mention it," said Sally, her face flaming again. "That's my brother's idea of humor. I I shall stay at the Bevises' overnight."
Francis wants a mission, let him show his port, and we will found the mission there." And now the lost port of St. Francis was found, and it was the most beautiful of all, with the noblest of harbors, and the fairest of views toward the hills and the sea. So the new mission was called for him, the Mission San Francisco de los Dolores.
For this was indeed our destination; this was "the good country" we had been going to so long. By afternoon we were at Sacramento, the city of gardens in a plain of corn; and the next day before the dawn we were lying to upon the Oakland side of San Francisco Bay.
The joint commission between the United States and the Republic of Costa Rica has completed its labors and submitted its report. I have favored the project for connecting the United States with Europe by an Atlantic telegraph, and a similar project to extend the telegraph from San Francisco to connect by a Pacific telegraph with the line which is being extended across the Russian Empire.
To England from Asia by San Francisco is eleven thousand miles, by Seattle ten thousand miles, by Prince Rupert and Hudson Bay seven to eight thousand miles representing a saving by the northern route of almost half round the world. Another point take a compass! Stick the needle on Hudson Bay and swing the leg down round New York and up through the wheat plains of the Northwest.
You'd think a Scotchman and his money was soon parted, but I heard him say it from the heart out. And yet Ellabelle never does seem to get him. Only a year ago, when I was at this here rich place down from San Francisco where they got the new marble palace, there was a lovely blow-up and Ellabelle says to me in her hysteria: 'Once a Scotchman, always a Scotchman! Oh, she was hysteric all right!
News had come in early spring of Robert Windham senior's death in Monterey; less than two months afterward his wife, Anita, lay beside him in the Spanish cemetery. The old Californians were passing; here and there some venerable Hidalgo played the host upon broad acres as in ancient days and came to San Francisco, booted, spurred, attended by a guard of vaqueros.
A cable-car might have been a comet flashing along the edge of a void. "I wonder," he said, "I wonder should San Francisco disappear be burned by that fire you are always expecting or if the bay should shoal, or the Golden Gate rush together, so that she would have no reason for existence, and gradually be devoured by time I suppose the fog and the winds would still be faithful.
But then they stopped writing altogether, and no one has heard from them for years." "H'm! Where did the last letter they wrote come from?" "San Francisco. I've heard Maw Hoover say that, often. But that was years and years ago." "Well, that's better than nothing, anyhow. You see, the Hoovers wouldn't have known how to start looking for them, even if they'd been particularly anxious to do it."
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