. Allevatore e sportivo. I cavalli. Vol. III. No. 3. N° 508 MONTGOMERY STREET. SAN FBANCISCO, sabato. Luglio 21, 1883. Pesce. Il Walton Fishing Club. Quei discepoli di ricreazione e -adoratori di aria fresca, i membri di The Walton Fishing Club, montata per ultima Domenica mattina alla fine dell' Meiggs wharf per uno di loro gioviale escursioni di pesca. Il sloop Eestless lay al pontile per portarli ai fondali di pesca, ma al tempo impostato per l'avvio, 8 a. m., poco i tre parlamentari avevano mostrato in alto. " Io non riesco a capire questo ritardo, ha sottolineato il sig. Fogg, come egli ha cancellato dal suo brow pe

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. Breeder and sportsman. Horses. Vol. III. No. 3. NO. 508 MONTGOMERY STREET. SAN FBANCISCO, SATURDAY. JULY 21, 1883. FISH. The Walton Fishing Club. Those disciples of recreation and -worshipers of fresh air, the members of the Walton Fishing Club, assembled last Sunday morning at the end of Meiggs' wharf for one of their jovial fishing excursions. The sloop Eestless lay at the wharf to take them to the fishing grounds, but at the time set for the start, 8 a. m., scarcely three of the members had shown up. " I can't understand this delay, remarked Mr. Fogg, as he wiped from his brow the perspiration induced by a race up the wharf, he having mistaken the sail of a passing schooner for that of the Eestless, and made up his mind that if he did not want to get left he would have to run for it. " Too much taking the Bastile at Woodward's Gardens, " replied Captain Frank Williams sententiously. The captain never dissipates, himself, and is wont to look rather severely on the follies of his less austere brethren. At a quarter past eight John Muller, the manager of the excursion, drove up the wharf at a furious gait. He was warmly welcomed, not only for his own sake, but for the sake of two kegs of Williams' best, half a gross of bottled Bud- weiser, and about 100 pounds of lunch meats he had in his wagon, besides a few demijohns of some mahogany-colored fluid and a small bottle of water. President Clem Dixon and Major McElhinney were among the last to arrive. The latter owned up to the French hall, while the former vowed that his African valet had neglected to call him as ordered. It was about 8:30 when the roll was called, to which answered Messrs. Petterson, Searles, Powell, Bayle, Judge Wolff, Street, Commings, Clem Dixon, Fogg, Curtis, Eavekes, McCann, Captain Frank Williams, T. T. Williams, Hopkins, I. Potter, Jennings, Major McElhinney, Barry, Crichton, Eudman, Cork, Sullivan, Captain Anderson, Dummage, John Sullivan, Norman and Pitcher. After roll-call

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• bookcentury1800
• bookdecade1880
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• bookyear1882