J. Frank Watson, P. L. Willis, W. H. Grindstaff, and Rufus Mallory. Mr. C. L. Parker is manager. The outlook for both exchanges is bright, and their establishment, will go far towards making Portland the leading mining center on the Coast. of An Eastern Oregon mining man says that this will be the banner year in Eastern Oregon mining circles. "Notwithstanding that it is a presidential election year, with the usual accompaniment of the cry of hard times and slow business, there are 50 per cent more people in the hills of Baker than ever before, and representatives of large capital are already making exhaustive examinations properties with a view to investments. Not only are such mines as the Golconda and Red Boy increasing their capacity for output, but eight or ten new properties will be adder to the list of producers before snow flies. Today the new 10-stamp mill for the Golconda, including ten concentrators and other machinery, arrived from San Francisco and will be installed and in operation by August 1st. This will double the output of that mine. The Red Boy deep sinking plant will all soon be on the ground; Al Geiser will in a few days order a 10-stamp mill for the Brazos, which will then soon be a producer; the Chloride will put on a mill or cyanide plant before fall, the Virginia will have its mill up in sixty days; it is more than likely that the Venus will put on a mill before winter; the South Cougar is rapidly getting ready for a mill; the Union Gold Mining Company; near Cornucopia, is talking about a mill; the Copper Butte people will soon be ready for a mill and are figuring on a smelter; Frank Scheibe, superintendent of the Red Boy Hill mine came into Baker yesterday and reported a big strike of rich ore in their lower workings and says they must have a mill at once. Taking all in all, Baker Camp is in a state of unprecedented prosperity, and there will be at least half a dozen new producers this year. Machinery men say that it will be the biggest year in their line of business in the history of Eastern Oregon." 139 Mining Engineers and Stock Brokers, MINES BOUGHT, SOLD, BONDED 229 STARK ST., PORTLAND, OR. ESTABLISHED 1870. BLISHED J. H. FISK Assayer and... Mines examined and reported upon a specialty. Working test of Ores by Cyanide process, $5.00. Rates given on application for partial or com. plete analysis of any substance. Assaying taught in all its branches. Gold and Silver refined, melted, assayed or purchased. OFFICE, 2042 WASHINGTON ST. PORTLAND, OREGON. (a) If P-K 3, the Caro-Kann opening, then 4, P-K 5, and the game is turned into a French with White an extra move ahead, as Black, sooner or later, must play P-Q B 4. The present line of play brings the Q B into action, but Black labors under other disadvantages, notably a weak K P, and a retarded development of his King's side. (b) Intending....B-B 5. (c) To guard against P-B 5, followed by B-B 4. (d) Black is tied up badly. This attempt at getting relief does not help him, but infuses new interest into a hitherto very onesided affair. THE J. K. GILL CO. BOOKSELLERS and STATIONERS Third and Alder Sts. Portland, Ore. Lawn Mowers, Cream Freezers, Rubber Hose, 2d and Morrison The New York Times, in an editorial, says that the games of recent tournaments remind one of the "strife of the two paupers for a shilling." "The modern game, Mr. Steinitz observes, consists in the accumulation of small advantages.' Exactly. That is to say, each player strives to get a Pawn the better of the other, to keep the Pawn to the ending, and then to win with it. "And yet those curious creatures, the performers, think the public ought to take an interest in this performance. fact that the more these games are played, The the less interest can any rational being take in the game, unless he be condemned, like the contestants, to play it for his living. It is no longer a game at all. It is a 'cut-throat competition.' There is really no interest in it except to competitors, and their interest is not sportsmanlike, but commercial. There is often, in a whole tournament, not one of the brilliant finishes which the student can find in almost every recorded game of the old players who played Chess for amusement and not for a living, as Philidor and Labourdonnais, and MacDonnell and Morphy and Anderssen. The usual thing is the accumulation of small advantages' and the final winning by the accumulation on account of the inability of the other man to stop the progress of the odd Pawn. It is two paupers fighting for a shilling.' to "In other words that has happened Chess which happens to every sport when it becomes professional. game, but a business. I never was, am not, It is no longer a I will never be a professional player,' wrote Paul Morphy. And that is partly why, as a recent commentator has said, there are more brilliant endings in Morphy's games than in all the rest of Chess put together." Announcement Some time ago Sewell, of New Jersey, denounced Senator Pettigrew as a traitor in connection with his Philippine speeches. The other day Mr. Pettigrew had his revenge. He was reading some extracts from addresses which he wished to have printed in the "Record." The sentiments sounded treasonyards wide and outside of this a few more furrows plowed. The space lying between able, and at last Mr. Sewell jumped up. This thing has gone far enough. He objected to such stuff being printed at the expense of the government. Pettigrew's eye gleamed as he informed the Senate that the extracts, every one, were taken from the works of Washington, Jefferson and Lincoln. The Optimist. When I am in the dentist's chair I do not raise a fuss. I thank my lucky stars I'm not A hippopotamus. When baggagemen destroy my trunk I do not rave and rant, But mentally I say I'm glad I'm not an elephant. When my new shoes are hard and tight And painfully impede My walk, I smile and htink, "'Tis well I'm not a centipede." His Best Production. A grave, scholarly looking man was much attracted by a petite blonde at a dinner recently. He hoped she might prove as intelligent as she was charming, and so drew her into conversation, with the following results: "You must admire Sir Walter Scott," he exclaimed, with sudden animation. "Is not is 'Lady of the Lake' exquisite in its flowing grace and poetic imagery? Is it not-" "It is perfectly lovely," she assented, clasping her hands in ecsatcy. "I suppose I have read it a dozen times." "And Scott's 'Marmion," he continued, "with its rugged simplicity and marvelous descriptions. One can almost smell the heather on the heath while perusing its splendid pages." "It is perfectly grand," she murmured. "And Scott's Emulsion," he continued, hastily, for a faint suspicion was beginning to dawn upon him. "I think," she interrupted, rashly, "that it's the best thing he ever wrote." A school teacher lately put the question: "What is the highest form of animal life?" "The giraffe," responded a bright member of the class." * * * An old sea captain who had navigated his ship many times round the world, persisted in maintaining that our globe is not a globe at all, but a flat surface. No arguments, derisive or painstakingly educational, could alter his opinion one jot. Some one said to him once: "But if the earth is as you say, captain, there must be an edge to it. How is it that no one has ever tumbled over the edge?" "Why, of course they have," he answered, triumphantly; "that's where the ships go that are reported 'missing. * * * Falling Hair Stopped. W.P.FULLER & CO'S Rubber-Cement Floor Paint WEARS LIKE IRON DRIES HARD OVER Baldness follows falling hair, falling hair follows dandruff; and dandruff is the result of a germ digging its way into the scalp to the root of the hair, where it saps the vitality of the hair. To destroy that germ is to prevent as well as to cure dandruff, falling hair, and, lastly, baldness. There is only one preparation known to do that, Newbro's Herpicide, an entirely new scientific discovery. Wherever it has been tried it has proven wonderfully successful. It can't be otherwise, because it utterly destroys the dandruff germ. "You destroy the cause, you' remove the effect." * * * "My posthumous prices,' and the painter added, 'Good morning.' * * * The Awful Weight of a College Education. "In the offices of the American Commissioner to Paris there are ten cr fifteen-they flit about so I've not been able to count them -slim, young college boys, with brushes of football hair, yellow shoes, creased trousers and other appurtenances American," says Vance Thompson in his Paris letter to The Saturday Evening Post. "They feel the dignity that weighs upon them as representatives of the land across the sea, and are doing all they can to spread the United States language in Paris. Underneath Mr. Peck's offices in the Avenue Rapp there is a big and HIGH NIGHT you wish to reach |