VOL. XIII.
OCEAN CITY, N. J., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1893.
NO. 28.
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. Weddings 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. & 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 re-
ceive 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; every-
thing is on the jump, and Fisher is rushing the business.
Call and see him, and put your money in Ocean City be-
fore 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 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 ex-
tensive and influential connec-
tions, he has superior advan-
tages in bringing those who have properties to rent and those who require them to-
gether, 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. Occa-
sionally 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.]
Her ringing laughter caught the ear of one who had been eagerly searching for her for an hour. It was Lela, who, unaware that Eltza was with the stranger, came quickly around the corner with a glad cry.
Erect, lovely, her fair hair blowing in gracious ripples from her broad, noble forehead, she was truly a sight to make a man's heart stir within him. At the sight of Gilbert she stopped short, stand-
ing as though about to turn and flee. She had not seen his face until this mo-
ment, and as his eyes met hers, full of surprise and admiration, a warm blush
rushed into her cheeks and neck, her bosom showed its heaving beneath the
thin gown, and her eyes, so softly ten-
der at all times, fell beneath his gaze.
He removed his hat, and with a bow of deepest respect and homage to such
wondrous beauty and grace presented the child, saying, "Pardon me if I have
prevented her from returning to you, but her company was so agreeably I had completely forgotten the time."
Wasted words. Yet how sweetly the music of his voice, so low and tender, fell upon her ears in that unknown god's tongue!
She trembled with a new, strange fear, and hastily, with downcast eyes, reached forth her hand for Eltza's; but
in doing so it brushed against his with a velvety touch that sent a rushing thrill
through the bodies of each, touching their two hearts' cores with an electric contact.
She raised her eyes to his with one straight, pure glance, and taking the
child's hand hurried away, leaving him standing there, with his sombrero in his hand, in a day dream.
CHAPTER V. A MIRACLE AND A MEETING. The shepherd and his flock.
Gilbert had made the rounds of the great court and the afternoon was near-
ly spent when he again repaired to the temple. He felt that to be the only place where he could consistently claim a habitation, yet he climbed the causeway with something of the feelings of an imposter. There were several priests there with Iklapel and Kulcan, and they were evidently waiting for Gilbert's return, ushering him into the small chamber with profound obeisance. He entered and found it prepared for occupation by the addition of the usual Atzlan furniture, consisting of a few gandy striped blankets hanging over a
beam suspended from the rafters, and a large bearskin, evidently an ancient and greatly cherished object, spread upon the floor over a bed of clean rushes. There was no fireplace in this room, as was usually the case, and the walls were of a pure and refreshing whiteness. It had a window on each side, and was an exceedingly pleasant apartment indeed aside from the luxury of its gold and silver exterior. Gilbert felt that his lines had fallen in pleasant places as the priests retired and left him alone. The unexpected developments of the day had changed the course of the festival, and the great feast had been forgotten; a quiet, peaceful sense of relief and thankfulness filled all hearts, the deeply religious among the people feeling hushed into solemn gladness by the day's events, and discussing with much awe the overthrow of Chalcu, the thunderous coming of Quetzal and the peaceful future so full of blessings that lay before them, and when the night settled down upon the city they sought their beds with a calm sense of security brooding over them in the presence of the fair god. Gilbert, too, went to his couch with somewhat the same thankful spirit in his heart.
He awoke on the following morning with that confused feeling that comes
on awakening in a strange place strong upon him, and as he lay on his bearskin robe he let his thoughts run over the events of the preceding day. In the realization of his peculiar position there was uppermost in his mind the idea that
he had been placed there to accomplish good. The thought of Pierce's fate
troubled him slightly, for he knew that the balloon, lightened of fully two-
thirds of its weight, would rise and probably convey him safely over the mountain range into more habitable and populous regions. In the future before him here he saw the opportunity not only of study, but for the exercise of his varied talents.
The first duty, he knew, would be to master the language, and as he was a
finished and remarkable linguist he apprehended little difficulty in that direction. Beyond that the widest, wildest range of possibilities, verging even upon the ridiculous, asserted themselves. Then there crept over his thoughts a memory, dim at first, growing stronger
momentarily, of a dream that had visited his slumber during the night, and
it unfolded itself before him, gathering form and details, as some dreams do, the longer one dwells upon them. In it was
a vision of a fair, sweet face with blue eyes--the face he had seen in the even-
ing--and he felt a little suggestion of the strange, tender thrill again.
Although he was thirty, and, he thought, had been so madly in love again and again that he was familiar with the passion, yet that wild thrill was a new and weird sensation. He felt it tingling through him as he mused, and he wondered at it in a dreamy way, as a man might look back upon an experiment in opium smoking or hasheesh eating--as a sort of curious study in new emotions or feelings. A close student of men and nature, as well as of science,
he knew but little after all of women, and had yet to witness the power of
love's strong passion in a pure woman's heart.
He rose and looked out the window. The canyon's depths were still black as night, but he heard the voices of the shepherds as they drove out their flocks,
and some pale columns of bluish smoke were winding sinuously upward in the
still air, showing that life was stirring in the strange city. He went out and wandered along the bank of the winding river, where the
pinon orchards grew down to the water's edge, and he saw the trout leap and rip-
ple its calm surface. Farther on were slight rapids, and he complacently selected a site for his mill with a feeling of enthusiasm.
There were deliciously picturesque spots along the stream, shady nooks
with velvety greensward and prodigal with flowers unknown to him, for he was not a botanist.
He found he had wandered for quite a distance from the city by the time the
sun rose, and he returned more hur-
riedly, with an appetite for breakfast that he hoped would be rewarded.
Kulcan was at the temple when Gilbert arrived, and had prepared a meal
for the guest. It was evident that he desired a closer acquaintance, for he en-
deavored to converse with the stranger, bringing all his knowledge to bear on the task, but in vain. Gilbert, however, relished his friendly intentions and signified his pleasure by cheerful, amiable smiles. Beginning by pointing to various objects, with inquiring words and looks, the simple, aboriginal process of learn-
ing their names began at once, and in a few moments the two were increas-
ing their knowledge of each other's language, which was afterward followed up day by day until Gilbert had mastered the Atzlan tongue, and Kulcan
had acquired a fair knowledge of Eng-
lish. This was the beginning of their friendship, afterward to be tested by a terrible trial. After Gilbert had disposed of his breakfast of fruit and several delicious takes of walavi, and lighted his pipe, his mind reverted to the instruments, camera and other articles which he had left at the top of the cliff. Motioning Kulcan to follow him, he went down to the court and out beyond the city, and led the way up the cliff path. Kulcan followed him, with a fear in his heart that the stranger was leading
him away to some remote clime or heavenly dwelling, he knew not what, but he feared equally to disobey.
It was a long, hard climb. More than two hours elapsed before they reached the top, and Gilbert found it a far more difficult task than the descent had been. On arriving at the spot where the balloon's slight cargo had been thrown out he selected such articles as would not be liable to injury at the hands of the inexperienced Atzlan, such as the fieldglasses, quadrant, etc., and gave them to him to carry. He took them with a superstitious and very apparent fear and misgiving, but was reassured at the sight of Gilbert's smiling face. The latter carefully carried the camera and photographic plates, the case of surgical implements, the barometer and the little battery with the electric light, wrap-
ping them in the blanket for safety, and again led the way, Kulcan following with pleasurable alacrity.
Gilbert was rejoiced when they arrived at the temple without an accident to
their precious freight and deposited it
upon the floor in safety. He noticed Kulcan's curious gaze wander over the glittering objects with awe and speculation, and taking the fieldglasses held them up and motioned to him to look through them. He did so, and started back in pale terror as he saw the giant cathedral spires loom up immediately before him; but the wonder of it and his intense curiosity soon overcame his fear, and he gazed long and rapturously through the gleaming tubes, turning them in different directions in simple, childlike amusement.
When Gilbert, who had observed the
stone implements in the city, and surmised rightly that iron was unknown, slipped the chamois covering from the polished steel hatchet and handed it to the Atzlan, he took it with a tender, al-
most reverent, touch, for he recognized, from its shape, its use and purpose. His
eyes moistened as he felt the marvelous keenness of its edge, but he did not realize its true value until Gilbert, with one quick stroke, severed a piece of cedar firewood at least three inches thick and rapidly split it into pieces. He gasped with astonishment, which grew into positive terror, as Gilbert lighted the wood with a match and held it aloft while it burned. Gilbert showed him several more such wonders, and it was afternoon before Kulcan left him,
and repairing to Iklapel related the marvelous doings of the god. The old
priest listened with smiles and nods, for he felt that the younger must acknowledge the force of his prophetic utterances of the previous day, and then went himself to Gilbert's lofty lodging. Entering the room as Gilbert was busied in arranging his effects in a suitable and convenient disposal, the latter saw at once that his visitor was blind, and rose to offer him aid, which was courteously and with priestly dignity declined with words of deprecating import. Gilbert stood before the old priest, and with practiced eye discerned that he was afflicted with a mild form of cataract, and he decided that its removal would be his first care. Seating the old man he gently touched his eyelids, and the aged priest realized that the god was about to exert his power. Gilbert took some chloroform from his little medicine case and applied it with his handkerchief. While the priest was under its deathlike influence he deftly and rapidly removed the dire hindrance to his eyesight ere he recovered consciousness and bound the handkerchief over his eyes to exclude the now fading light of day. When the old man recovered he struggled to his feet, and feeling the bandage attempted to push it from off his eyes, but Gilbert gently restrained him, and he instantly comprehended his meaning; he knew that something had been done to restore his vision, for he could see light through the folds of the linen, and he felt that he was once more to see the sun, and the trees, and the faces of his people, and he went away with a glad heart. It was several days before Gilbert removed the bandage entirely, and when, at last, Iklapel stood at sunset at Gilbert's window, and saw the glowing sky and the distant towers, great tears
ran down his wrinkled cheeks, and he fell on his knees before the restorer of his eyesight, with sobs of joy choking his utterance. Then he offered up a fervent and touching prayer of thanks, his lean, shriveled arms raised toward heaven, and his wrinkled face working with emotion. When he rose and walked down the broad incline with none of his former hesitation and appeared before a group of priests at the entrance to the temple,
calling them by name from a distance in order to show them the miracle the
god had wrought, there was great rejoicing, for the venerable priest was loved by them all. Since the death of Kulcan's father, who had been the gov-
ernor, Iklapel had exercised supreme authority in the city by virtue of his priestly office. The office of governor, which the early historians of Mexico
confounded with that of king in the case of Montezuma, was an elective and not
hereditary dignity, the incumbent being chosen by the council of chiefs at stated periods. The governor had been dead for nearly a year, and although his son was favorably regarded by the council the election had repeatedly been postponed by
the machinations of Chalpa, who although not possessed of sufficient politi-
cal strength to gain the office himself caused the delay in the hope of increas-
ing his influence and ultimately defeating Kulcan. The removal of Iklapel's
affliction was a blow to Chalpa's ambi-
tion, as it enabled the old priest to min-
gle among the chiefs and help Kulcan's candidacy, and his was the only face which showed no pleasure when Iklapel appeared. The new of his cure soon spread through the city, and crowds surrounded him as he went about with hearty congratulations. In his walks about the city and outside its precincts Gilbert found a great variety of cultivated plants. Cotton and maize, he observed, were the staples, while there was produced a goodly quantity of peas, beans, turnips, onions, tomatoes, rhubarb, currants, strawberries, gooseberries and flax and wild tobacco, all denoting the fecundity of the region.
It was while wandering about a few days after his arrival that he again caught a glimpse of the beautiful face that so filled his thoughts, and it was truly in the hope of seeing Lela once more that he took occasion to walk about the city so often. [TO BE CONTINUED.]
The Destroying Crickets In Idaho.
The onward march of the crickets in Idaho is described by the correspondents as something more terrible to the farmers than an army with banners. The little pests made their appearance in northern Idaho in May and have been moving toward the south and east ever since, eating every blade of grain and grass on the way and even destroying the foliage and fruit. The farmers have been crushing them with rollers, burning them with sage brush fires and roasting them as they swim across the rivers and ditches with burning oil, but they still move on by millions, undaunted by the slaughter and undismayed by anything except a lack of verdure. Just how far they are
going is a matter of much moment to the farmers of the mountain region.

