VOL. XIII.

OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 5, 1893. NO. 27.

Ocean City Sentinel.

PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT OCEAN CITY, N. J.,

BY R. C. ROBINSON, Editor and Proprietor. $1.00 per year, strictly in advance. $1.50 at end of year.

Restaurants.

MARSHALL'S DINING ROOMS FOR LADIES AND GENTS,

1321 MARKET STREET, Three Doors East of City Hall, PHILADELPHIA.

STRICTLY TEMPERANCE.

MEALS TO ORDER FROM 6 A. M. TO 8 P. M.

Good Roast Dinners, with three vegetables, for 25 cents.

Turkey or Chicken Dinners 15 cents. Ladies' Room upstairs, with homelike accommodations. PURE SPRING WATER.

BAKERY, 601 S. Twenty-Second St. ICE CREAM, ICES, FROZEN FRUITS AND JELLIES.

Wedding and Evening Entertainments a specialty. Everything to furnish the table and set free of charge.

NOTHING SOLD OR DELIVERED ON SUNDAY.

H. M. Sciple. J. M. Gillespie. H. P. Sayford. H. M. SCIPLE & CO., DEALERS IN Boilers and Engines, Every Size for Every Duty, DUPLEX STEAM PUMPS, Third and Arch Sts., PHILADELPHIA, PA.

D. SOMERS RISLEY, No. 111 Market Street, CAMDEN, N. J.

Conveyancer, Notary Public, Commissioner of Deeds, Real Estate and General Insurance Agent. Properties for sale and to rent. Money to loan on Mortgage. TELEPHONE No. 16.

PETER MURDOCH, DEALER IN COAL and WOOD, Ocean City, N. J.

Orders left at 806 Asbury avenue will receive prompt attention.

Artistic Printing. Material--The Best. Workmanship--First class. Charges--Moderate. R. CURTIS ROBINSON, Ocean City, N. J.

L. S. SMITH, CONTRACTOR IN Grading, Graveling and Curbing. PAINTING BY CONTRACT OR DAY.

Eighth St. and Asbury Ave., OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Plasterers and Brick-Layers.

W. STONEHILL. G. O. ADAMS.

STONEHILL & ADAMS, Plastering, Range Setting, Brick Laying, &c.

All work in mason line promptly attended to. OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Physicians, Druggists, Etc.

DR. J. S. WAGGONER, RESIDENT Physician and Druggist, NO. 731 ASBURY AVENUE, OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Pure Drugs, Fine Stationery, Confectionery, Etc., constantly on hand.

DR. G. W. URQUHART, 2265 North 13th Street, PHILADELPHIA, PA.

Will practice at Ocean City during the months of June, July and August.

DR. WALTER L. YERKES, DENTIST, Tuckahoe, N. J. DR. E. C. WESTON, Dentist, 638 CENTRAL AVENUE, OCEAN CITY, N. J. During August, and Saturday to Monday night of September.

Attorneys-at-Law.

MORGAN HAND, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW Solicitor, Master and Examiner in Chancery, Supreme Court Commissioner, Notary Public, CAPE MAY C. H., N. J. (Opposite Public Buildings.)

LAW OFFICES SCHUYLER C. WOODRULL. 310 Market St., Camden, N. J. Solicitor of Ocean City.

Bakers, Grocers, Etc.

JACOB SCHUFF, (Successor to A. E. Mahan,) THE PIONEER BAKERY, No. 703 Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Fresh Bread, Pies and Cakes daily. Wedding Cakes a specialty. Orders delivered free of charge. Nothing delivered on Sunday.

HARRY G. STEELMAN, DEALER IN FINE Groceries and Provisions, No. 707 Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J.

Contractors and Builders.

S. B. SAMPSON,

Contractor and Builder, No. 305 Fourth St., Ocean City, N. J. Jobbing promptly attended to. Plans, specifications and working drawings furnished.

JOSEPH F. HAND, ARCHITECT, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, Ocean City, N. J. Plans, Specifications and Working Drawings furnished. Estimates given on Application. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Nicholas Corson, CARPENTER AND BUILDER, OCEAN CITY, N. J. Estimates given. Plans and Specifications furnished. Buildings put up by contract or day. G. P. MOORE, ARCHITECT, BUILDER AND PRACTICAL SLATER, Ocean City, N. J. Best Roofing Slate constantly on hand.

Samuel Schurch, PRACTICAL BUILDER, MAY BE FOUND AT Bellevue Cafe, On beach bet. Seventh and Eighth Sts.

HENRY G. SCHULTZ, CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER, 2633 Germantown Avenue, PHILADELPHIA. BRANCH OFFICE Seventeenth and Asbury Avenue, OCEAN CITY, N. J.

ARNOLD B. RACE, UNDERTAKER, PLEASANTVILLE, N. J.

All orders by telegraph or otherwise will receive prompt attention. Bodies preserved with or without ice. Office below W. J. R. R. at the residence of A. B. RACE. ARNOLD B. RACE.

Plumbers, Steam Fitters, Etc. J. T. BRYAN, Practical Plumber and Gas Fitter, No. 1007 Ridge Ave., Philadelphia.

Circulating Boilers, Sinks, Bath Tubs, Water Closets, Lead and Iron Pipes, Pumps, Etc., fur-

nished at short notice. Country or City Resi-

dences fitted up in the best manner. Sanitary Plumbing and drainage a specialty. Orders by mail promptly attended to.

ROBERT FISHER, REAL ESTATE AND Insurance Broker, CONVEYANCER, COMMISSIONER OF DEEDS, AND NOTARY PUBLIC.

Agent for the Aetna Life Insurance Company, of Hartford, Connecticut, and some of the oldest and best Fire Insurance Companies of America.

What's the matter with Ocean City? She's booming, that's all. New water supply sys-

tem; new electric street rail-

road; electric lights; new hotels; new cottages; new tenants and new guests; everything is on the jump, and Fisher is rushing the business. Call and see him, and put your money in Ocean City before things get up to the top notch.

Fisher is one of the few pioneers of Ocean City and among its first Real Estate purchasers and Cottagers, in-

timately associated with all its history and identified with every step of its progress and the operation of its Real Estate, has extraordinary opportunities for the transaction of all kinds of Real Estate and Insurance business. FOR RENT--Having very extensive and influential connections, he has superior advantages in bringing those who have properties to rent and those who require them together, and at present has some of the finest cottages and other houses on his books at liberal prices. FOR SALE--Long experience and personal dealing in Real Estate has made him expert in values of both improved and unimproved property. Occasionally even in such a prosperous town as ours some one wants to change or get out. Then we help them by helping some one else to a bargain. From Ocean front to Bay, and all between, you can be suited with fine corners or central building lots. A few cottages, new and well built, now offered at cost. Write for information of the Lot Club. Headquarters for every house-hunter and investor, Fisher's Real Estate Office, the most prominent corner in Ocean City. Insurances placed on most advantageous terms in best companies. For any information on any subject connected with any business enterprise write freely to Robert Fisher, Ocean City, N. J.

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THE HIDDEN CITY.

By WALTER H. McDOUGALL. [Copyright, 1892, by Cassell Publishing company, and published by special arrangement with them.] [CONTINUED.] CHAPTER IV. A MODERN GOD AND A RIVAL GOD'S DOWNFALL.

He resolved to keep a watch upon him.

"I think I've broken up this perform-

ance in about as clever a manner as any playwright ever devised," was Eric Gil-

bert's reflection as he lowered his Win-

chested and surveyed the result of his shot. Worn out by the exertions and hardships of the last two days he had slept far into the morning, and found when

he awakened that the sun was pouring down into the roofless ruin in hot fury upon him.

As he lay there collecting his waking senses his ears detected a low murmur

that rose and fell in musical cadence below in the canyon. Rising instantly and gazing over the low wall of rubble

he beheld the procession mounting the ascent to the temple. He saw the white

faces among the crowd, and his heart leaped in thankfulness. Seizing his rifle and tenderly raising

the wounded bird he ran quickly down the slanting path to the next terrace.

Here the descent was more difficult, as the way had been worn by the fingers of

the wind and rain for ages, and there was scarcely a foothold upon the shaley

rock. But he clambered from terrace to terrace till he reached the highest of the

little gardens slightly above the temple's golden top. Amazed that he was as yet

unnoticed, he stopped here to survey the strange spectacle.

Before him the scenes of a prehistoric age were being enacted in a prehistoric

city by a people whose dress resembled the strange figures in the Mexican "Manuscript Troano." It seemed as though the hand of time had been turned backward to the days when the triumphant Cortez marched his handful of men into Montezuma's capital.

The whole city, with its myriad ladder poles, was spread beneath him like a

vast circus, with its gayly caparisoned inhabitants performing a sort of melo-

drama upon an elevated stage. The many figures were confusing; the eye

was lost in the crowds, but his gaze followed that of the others, and his eye

caught the flash of the knife in Kulcan's hand.

In an instant he realized that perhaps he was mistaken, and it flashed across

his mind that he was in a city of some wild, bloody sect, who sacrificed human

victims in their religious exercises.

He had not the remotest idea of course that he had discovered a people and a city older than our own civilization in these almost inaccessible wilds.

But while the thoughts darted through his mind he saw the priest raise his

weapon to strike, and he instantly

aimed his rifle and fired at Kulcan's uplifted arm.

The bullet missed its aim and providentially struck the knife just above

the priest's hand, but its effect was one entirely unexpected by Gilbert.

Standing ready to fire again, he was astonished to see the entire multitude turn and kneel together, extending their arms toward him with loud and joyful cries, unintelligible, but joyous, welcoming and fervent. All was confusion: terror blended with joy in the many blanched faces. Quetzal, the long expected; Quetzal, the fair god, had returned! Returned, as the prophecies of ages had fortold, with the white dove of peace on his arm, as he was pictured in the ancient rock carvings and paintings, and with the thunder and lightning of heaven in his hand! He came down the cliff side, where the paths were easy, for his car had caught the word Quetzal, and he was aware of its meaning. Seeing that he was taken for a god of old Toltec mythology by this strange people, Gilbert resolved to accept the somewhat difficult role as his easiest form of action. Food was now his most pressing necessity--the calls of scientific discovery and research could wait. But the four chiefs, with the litter of gold, were already half way to meet him, eager to bear him in triumph into the city. Overcome with emotion, Ainee had fallen into Kulcan's arms, and Lela was helping him bear her to the ground floor of the temple, while old Iklapel, stirred with a mighty excitement, vainly begged the dark faced Chalpa for an explanation of the unusual outcries. Chalpa's face showed a deadly fear. Pallid and trembling, he stood gazing at the yellow bearded stranger, unable to answer Iklapel, or move, as was his duty, to welcome the descending god; a strange, prescient terror paralyzed his limbs, and his teeth chattered audibly. The people thronged outside the principal gateway as Gilbert was carried tenderly in the litter toward the city. He held his rifle securely and loosened his revolved in its holster, not knowing the outcome of events, but resolved to see the thing through in the interests of ethnology. Every step his bearers took revealed new wonders to him, and he

was becoming rapidly convinced of the truth that he was in a city of the past.

Up the temple's causeway they bore him to the clean white chamber on the top--its dazzling gold plates arousing calculations of their intrinsic value in

his mind at once--and they placed the litter in the center. Then they brought

him water and food--the first duties of Atzlan hospitality being to supply the guest with these before anything else is done. Bowing low before him, the priests, who had regained some measure of their composure, offered him sheets of the crisp, gauzy waiavi, a kind of bread made of meal finely ground and baked

upon hot stones; thin as a wafer these sheets were rolled or folded, and they

melted in his mouth deliciously. Then they brought him baked meats and

cakes, with a sweet drink made from the sprouting wheat, called kali. After

he had eaten his fill, which he did in a slow and careful manner, avoiding the

betrayal of the fact that he was nearly starved, for a god should not, he felt,

show vulgar hunger and thirst, they brought him a small carafe of the sacred aitsi, which he found to be a very ordi-

nary brand of corn whisky, but exceedingly strong.

When he had finished he drew out his meerschaum, filled and lighted it. This

proceeding was watched by the priests and as many of the chiefs as could see into the chamber with undisguised fear and trembling. The striking of the match upon the stones and the bursting of the little flame into life was a signal for a startling outcry. When the grateful smoke proceeded in gently rising circles from his mouth and the aroma

filled the air the looks cast upon this liv-

ing censer were of profound awe. As each new wonder unfolded to their gaze messengers were sent forth, and their voices could be heard by Gilbert as they announced the prodigy to the people who waited without.

The situation began to grow perplex-

ing to the visitor after awhile. He wondered what was expected of him, and questioned his ability to perform his duties as a god. The role might be an ex-

acting one, and he felt the need of in-

struction. The white faces which he saw around him seemed to forbid the

idea of barbarism, and he addressed to Kulcan several questions in the language

he was master of to be answered only in

a strange, soft tongue, with many genuflections and much apparent awe.

Finally, rested and fed, he rose and strode to the door, placing his wide

sombrero on his head. As he did so all hurriedly made way for him. When he appeared in view of the waiting popu-

lace they set up a great and joyous shout, to which he answered by removing his hat and bowing graciously. He was followed by obsequious priests, Kulcan leading, in the endeavor to show him honor. "I wonder," he mused, "if they expect me to fly away suddenly, or if this sort of thing is going to last. If it does, it will grow intolerable to a man of modest tastes." Turning his eyes he encountered the gaze of Chalpa, whose forbidding face showed the utmost terror, the muscles of his lips working with spasmodic twitches as he met Gilbert's piercing, questioning glance. The latter knew intuitively that the man before him had some special cause to fear him, and as

he noted the evil countenance he resolved to keep a watch upon him, feeling in-

stinctively that here was an enemy, and possibly a dangerous one. He observed at a glance the general divisions of society in the crowd below

and about him. The white robes of the priests marked their vocation, while the

dress of the chiefs and the opulent citizens distinguished them sufficiently from the ordinary rabble. He counted between thirty and forty faces as white

as his own, and many that were nearly white, so that there were evidently a

white and a reddish brown race occupying the great circular tenement, having intermingled and intermarried until the general type was a dark brunette. He noted also the surprising beauty of the young women and many of the men. There was a decided facial resemblance among them all, as in the Mongolian race, but it was a far more pleasing one--the features of the people were markedly regular. He observed no

weapons among them of any sort, al-

though a few days later he detected the presence of bows, arrows and small stone tipped javelins in the houses, and several skillfully made crossbows of horn, showing an advance in civilization far beyond that which the prehistoric Aztecs had attained at the time of their overthrow. He was surprised at the profusion of gold and silver ornaments, worn by even the children, denoting a source near and easily worked from which the precious metals had been obtained. Perplexing as was the situation in which he found himself, he felt that he was fortunate in the opportunity it afforded him for a delightful study of an unknown race. "I can at least do the doctoring for the whole city, if all else fails me," he thought. "I doubt if there's another M. D. in the place. And there's that camera up above, there! I might turn an honest penny making photographs." While these practical ideas were going through his mind he strode down the steps and began to descend the causeway. At the foot of it stood little Eltza smiling up at him, with her garland in her hand, having evaded her grandmother's eyes. Gilbert took her up and kissed the merry mouth with a welcome sense of gratitude for the tender smile,

for he loved children. The action was greeted by the crowds with a generous shout of joy; they ceased that moment to fear and began to love the fair haired god.

He walked around the court in a scrutiny of the gaudy and hideous idols until he came to that of Chalcu, the serpent god, and then a strange thing happened. As he stood smiling up at the hideous face, which bore no more meaning to him than a thousand other misshapen heathen effigies, the appar-

ently solid rubble masonry of its pedestal fell apart, and the heavy image tottered and fell prostrate upon its face before him. The occurrence was seen by the entire populace, and for an instant there was a deep silence, which was followed by cries of intense rejoicing--the event was accepted instantly by the Atzlans as a natural and proper one. They felt that the evil god had fallen and bowed before his master, and that his dread reign was ended. A single glance convinced Gilbert that the disaster to the evil deity was the result of a lack of care in the construction of the masonry of the pedestal. The fire which burned upon it before the image had in some manner weakened the plaster that held the stones together, and the weighty idol had forced them apart at a very opportune moment. It did not need a very bright intellect to see the force of the event and the impression it had left, as well as the beneficial result to all concerned. One of their idols, and by all odds the most hideous, was prostrate, and although he had no very strong religious scruples, and wished to establish no particular form of worship, he felt that it was a good beginning. Already, as he walked about, he had begun to plan means of elevating the people and rendering their condition more in accordance with the times in which they dwelt. Here he stood, a man of the telephone-phonograph-electric era, among a people of the stone age, his mind stored full of scientific and mechanical facts, the simplest of which would be a miracle to these crude yet evidently intelligent barbarians. He perceived that they had books, letters and records perhaps, yet they ground their meal by hand while a swift stream was flowing by their door and wasting its valuable power unnoticed. Here was occupation and amusement at once; he had no ties to bind him to the outer world, and he could, he thought, at any rate return thither when he desired at any time; he had no near relatives to mourn his absence or seek for him in his retirement. Then, too, he could write a book about these people after he had learned their language, traditions and social conditions. The prospect began to be pleasant; he saw the future city with its water wheels turning merrily, grinding the yellow corn and pumping the water up into the irrigating channels and pipes--aye, and his mind roved on until he saw electric lights, telephone wires and newspaper offices. Then the reaction came, and he laughed to himself at his folly. But he saw that there were not even chimneys to the houses, nor glass to the windows, and he resolved to place them there. All this time he had held Eltza's little hand, and she had walked with him. In truth, the child had unwittingly led him to the different images and other points of interest, for she, too, was alone today, and desired to see, before her grandmother began to search for her, all the new and strange sights which her short stature prevented her from observing when in the procession. The people by this time had ceased to gather around the two, and they surveyed them from a distance. They recognized their visitor's desire to see everything in his new abode, and with a delicate tact they re-

frained from pressing their attentions upon him. In fact many of them had returned to their houses, confident that the god would remain with them, and that they could see him on the morrow and for many days thereafter. Kulcan and a few of the other priests had followed him at a respectful dis-

tance, more from a natural ignorance of their proper duties, under the circum-

stances, than from curiosity. This thought occurred to Gilbert, and he dismissed them with a polite gesture which was readily understood and acknowledged. The others, too, took the hint, and he was left with the child, standing before the altar of Chalchuitli, the goddess of love, the Atzlan Venus.

It stood at the corner of a projecting building, and was buried in flowers, its yellow face shining out with a satisfied and apparently intoxicated leer which made Gilbert smile.

The child, too, smiled, and said some-

thing in her own language, pointing to the idol and then to Gilbert, who, apprehending, shook his head merrily, whereat the child laughed again. [TO BE CONTINUED.]