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CAUGHT ON THE RUN 1 -IuL The c » In the financial department/of the local post- office are “behind the 8-ball,” and they don’t know why. Last week a parcel, about 36 inches in length and addressed to the financial section, was received. When opened, one lone 8-hall rolled out. The package was postmarked from an eastern city and the clerks in thefinan- cial department are haying quite a time trying to deter­mine who sent the ball and why. -By "Scoop* Reno, the upstate metropolis, and the second busiest little town in Nevada, is getting sun-kissed aplenty these days, and' a Reno paper admits that the mercury actually hit the 93 degree mark, last Wednesday, .and then con­soled its readers with: “EVen higher temperatures were re­corded over much of the United States,” adding that:. “Las Vegas was once again the hottest spot on the weather map, reporting a high of 108 Wednesday.” That’s not jo; it was only 103! Water Waste Department: Don Bremner of the police de­partment is just as unhappy about the terrible, waste of wa­ter in Las Vegas as I am. Don’s an oldtime Nevadan . and he appreciates the - scarcity arid value of this particular com­modify. He cites as proof of laxity in water discipline a scene he saw out in Huntridge Saturday. A group of little ’boys was sailing toy boats on a stream of waste water running down the side of Maryland parkway. A stream ? large enough to sail toy boats on rep­resents many thousands of gal­lons of water being needlessly wasted. “An Attractive Bill of Fare. The bill of fare offered for the Christmas dinner today at the City Bakery is enough to make the teeth of a buzz-saw water. Think of green turtle soup to start in on; salmon and trout, with port wine sauce; boned tur­key with truffles; leg of mutton with jelly; roast pig, with apple sauce; stewed terrapin, a la Maryland; chicken liver, saute with mushrooms; oyster patties, a la Bechamel; saddle of Rocky mountain bear, with cufrrent jel­ly; canvasback duck, with jelly; English plum pudding, with brandy sauce; mince pie, and all kinds of pies and cakes, not to speak of pork et feve a la ‘quar- ante-neuf.’ Let all who want a good dinner glance o.ver the bill of fare in other column, then go to the City Bakery.” Nope, this isn’t a local menu, but one ap­pearing in the Territorial Enter­prise in Virginia City on Decem­ber 25, 1877. They ate pretty good in those days, didn’t they?