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VOLUME 4.
THE PLACER HERALD.
I’Cnr.ISHEI) KVKIIY SATURDAY, AT THE OFFICE,
Main Street, Auburn, Cal., (at flic old stand,) by
TABI3 MITCHELL.
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subsequent insertion SI,OO.
JOB PRINTING.
Large additions have recently been made to the
Job Olliee, and work of all descriptions will be
executed in a superior manner.
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Journal Office, on K Street.
Thomas Botcb, San Francisco, So. 07, Merchant
street.
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EXPRESS CO. are our General Agents for Placer
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will be promptly forwarded to us.
Major M. F. Kkatino, Secret Ravine.
A. IT. Bird, Todd's Valley.
Pnn.il> Stoner, Michigan Bluff.
John M’Nau.v, Illinoistown.
IC. L. Bradi-ET Dutch Flat.
William Riley Kentucky Flat.
Thomas Woods Rattlesnake liar.
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Jryii building, northeast corner of Montgom
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“PLACER HERALD. ■’ AUBURN;
■‘•Democratic State Journal,” Sacramento;
“Daily Argus,” Stockton;
“Sierra Citizen,” Downicville;
“Miners’ Advocate,” Diamond Springs;
“Mountain Messenger.” (fibsonville;
“Contra Costa,” Oakland;
“Tribune,” San Jose;
“Democratic Standard.” Portland, O T.
H. IJ. WICKES. M. I'.
J. Ti. HOOKE,
H. H. WICKES & CO,,
EEPS constantly on hand at the An- —r
buru Drug Store, in Holmes ’ Brick TET
Block, an extensive supply of Drugs, Med
.’fines, Pure Liquors, Paints. Oils. Brushes,
Iflass and Fancy Jlrticles lor the toilet, which
they offer for sale upon the most reasonable terms.
Auburn. Sept. 15, 1855. —my.
K. MILLS,
District Attorney,
Auburn.
C. IIILLYER,
lowa Hill.
MILLS <fc HILLYER,
.Uttfineys aiul Counselors at Law,
J’AUTNEIW IX CIVIL BUSINESS ONLY.
OFFICES:
AT A (/BURN AND lOWA HILL.
to2.'/55 my
li FITZSIMMONS,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
—OFFICE—
IN' HOLMES lIRICK BUILDING, Ul> STAIRS,
AUBURN ; CAL. je2my
LANSING STOUT,
Attorney anil Counselor at Law,
BEALS' BAR,
PLACER COUNTY, CALIFORNIA.
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PH 1 LIP W. THOMAS,
Attorney ami Counselor at Law,
‘ AUBURN , CAL.
IBS' Office at the Court House. nlmy
JAMES ANDERSON,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
AUBURN, CAL.
Taß'OrweE, in the -car of Court House.
aiillO ray
U. F. MYRES,
Attorney and Counselor at Law,
AUBURN, CAL.
OFFICE—Next demy to .the “Temple. -ftA
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CROCKER & LANGDON,
Attorneys and Counselors at Law,
(Co-Partners in the District Court),
. AUBURN, CAL.
OFFICE—Up stairs, in Holmes’ Brick Building,
next door to the "Placer Herald” office, Auburn,
ol It my
E. B. Crocker. C. IV. Lanodon.
Sacramento. Auburn.
p NORC£OSS|
WATCH MAKER,
AND
MANUFACTURING JEWELER,
Sign of the Mammoth Watch,
MAIN STREET,
AUB USA", CA LIFORA'IA.
sept. 8 my "
AI7FR.¥D ROBBINS,
Provision and Grocery Dealer,
West Side, Sacramento Street,
AUBUSAT, CAL.,
(Nearly opposite the Methodist Church,)
HAS always on hand a full assortment of ar
ticles in his line of trade at reasonable rates.
pfr- CALL AATD SEE. “S^
Auburn, Sept. 15, "55 ray
~~ HENRY T. HOLMES,
DEALER IN
Groceries, Provisions, Hardware,
and Crockery,
Eire-Proof Brick Store, Main Street,
AUBURN, CAL.
Sept. 15, ’65 my
THE PLACER HERALD.
A miner reposed on the hank of a stream,
Whose waters went murmuring by;
Half awake, half asleep, as if in a dream,
He heard the cool breezes' soil sigh.
The insects were humming him kindly to rest,
With zephyrs their sounds to prolong;
jEolus in accents ids slum tiers to test,
Oft stirred up his soul with a song.
A vision inspired him; his thoughts were of home;
He dreamed of his friends far away;
Bright eyes and kind hearts were bidding him come
But misfortune compelled him to stay.
The maid he adored in his own native State,
Who promised to love him for aye.
Had married another; she never could wait
For him in the mines far away.
His heart sank within him; what cared he for gold;
Ills jewel, his treasure was pone;
Toil whitened ids hair—lie was fast growing old,
And he stood in the world quite folorn.
His fancy then painted a deep tunnel cut
Through the rim of a giant old hill,
In which from the bright lipid of day he was shut,
Toiling hard his huge pockets to till.
He was rich. Like a spirit on bellowing stream,
Ho glided o’er space like a thought;
But his thunder like snoring disturbed his dream,
He awoke. What a cold lie had caught!
Wild Goose Flat, 101 Dorado Co., Oct., 1855.
Tlic wind is a Bachelor,
Merry and free:
He roves at ids pleasure
O'er land and o'er sea;
He ruffles the lake,
And lie kisses the flowers,
And he sleeps when ho lists,
In a jessamine bower.
He gives to the cheek
Of the maiden its bloom:
He tastes her warm kisses,
Enjoys their perfum;
But, truant like, often
The sweets that lie sips,
Arc lavished next moment
On lovelier lips.
For Hie Placer Herald.
SALT WATER BUBBLE NO. 2.
It was on a fine moonlight night in the
month of August, in the year 18 —, that the
ship (Johota of I! , was about four de
grees to the southard of the line, bound to
the East Indies. She was fanning along
about four knots an hour, everything was set
and drawing, the lookout was placed, and
the mate was lazily smoking his cigar and
once in awhile looking at the horizon, when
sail, oh! was cried by the lookout.
“Where away?”
“Starboard bow, sir.”
All the Jacks were upon their feet in a
moment. Down she came, flying light, a
snug and trim built brigantine. She passed
ahead of us; no hail was made or notice
taken of her until she was just on our beam,
when “Brig ahoy, halloa! where are you
bound?”
“Blackbird bunting,” was the answer—and
it was enough.
“I say Dick, that was a rum way of an
swering a hail, was it not?” said one of the
Jacks to me as we walked forward.
“Aye Bill, and a rum man that answered;
she is a slaver.”
“I thought it by his trim; was you ever in
a slaver.”
“I was, one passage.”
“Well, just coil away here and get your
jaw tackles aboard and spin the yarn, there is
plenty of time as the jawing bell has just
struck.”
“Well boys, bore is for it: I shipped once
at old G s shipping office, on Peck Slip,
New York—”
“Avast there, go on with the yarn and not
have so much ahead of it.”
“Well, I was in the ship Colchis, on a tra
ding voyage to the coast of Africa. We car
ried out five Missionaries in the cabin and
rum and tobacco in tbe hold. We had gone
to Menserado, landed our Missionaries, sold
old Pedro Blanco, at Galenus, some rum,
and ‘old man’ had dined with the old scamp
Captain Cnndt. At Cape Mount we had
shipped an interpreter, and was running down
the coast. We had traded a little at Cape
Const Castle and other ports, the three
“Acrass” and all, and came down to what is
called the ‘wild coast.’ We rounded a kind
of point about sixty miles from Acra, when
the ‘old man’ passed the word—“stand by to
come to.” Wo clewed up and furled, let go
our starboard bower, paid out chain, and
stood by for a trade. No one came off, so
the ‘old man’ sent tbe interpreter ashore
with the regular present of a bottle of rum
and three heads of leaf tobacco to the king,
to come and trade and palaver. The old
ship had eighteen men before the mast, and
a jolly set we were—the oldest one in the
crowd" was but twenty-two years old. Well,
the next day wc heard a d lof a racket
ashore, and off they came, five canoes, pull
ing each about one hundred paddles, the old
king standing in the stem of the head canoe.
He had on a long claw-hammer blue coat
trimmed with yellow tape, a French huzzar
cap on his head, and if you ever saw a dar
key he was one—coal tar would have made
a white mark on him. All of us were sta
tioned: one in the cabin, to measure cloth;
one by tbe rum cask, on deck; one in the
magazine, to hand the powder; the rest to
watch the negroes, as they would sell a
chicken and then catch it and sell it again,
if not stopped.
“The ‘old man’ sat on a settee under the
awning with a bale of leaf tobacco by him,
and the negroes walked up one by one with
their chickens or wood—and the ‘old man’
sung out ‘powder!’ or ‘cloth!’ as it was called
for. So we passed the day trading; and as
the sun went down we let our dogs loose,
(we had four bull dogs), and they cleared the
AUBURN, PLACER COUNTY, CALIFORNIA. NOVEMBER 17, 1855.
From the Golden Era.
The Miner’s Dream.
The Wind.
BV DICK HE-LAV-HIAT.
decks, and all was as usual on board. We
eat our supper and the anchor watch was
set, with orders to keep a sharp lookout to
the south-east for a typhoon. Nothing
turned up until about two o’clock in the
morning, when we were aroused by the erv
of—
“ All hands ahoy! douse the awnings!’
We tumbled up, and had just furled the
awnings when the storm struck us; it blew
as bad as a hurricane off the Isle of France.
Our starboard bower commenced dragging;
the larboard was let go, hut the old ship
walked away with both anchors out, as
though she had a pair of stun-sail halyards
out ahead. Nothing could save us —the
j wind was setting us right on shore; wo
I loosed our topsails but they were in coach
whips before we could start a sheet.
“Hang on, all,” was tlie cry as the old
tub made a thump, and we needed the warn
ing, for our main and mizzen masts went by
the board. Bang! she went again, and away
went the foremast, and we wore in the surf, j
God help me, I never wish to see the like
again. The old tub was wallowing to it like I
a hog in a cabbage yard—one moment rais
ing up and in another dropping down as
though she would stave all up. The gale
commenced dying away, hut the sea ran
mast-head high at day break. The old ship j
was strong, but she could not stand the '
pounding much longer, so, all hands were set :
to rigging a raft. We got one out of our
spars and some casks and bid good day to
the old hulk, twenty-four of us on and hang
ing to the raft; we only had a quarter of a
mile to go, and we would, the ‘old man’ said,
get ashore in a hurry. Sure enough we did.
Talk about your fast trotting nags! they are
not a circumstance; and when the old spars
brought up on the land when the ‘roller
broke, it sent us till flying ashore like so |
many grasshoppers, and when we picked !
ourselves up each was grabbed and stripped I
by a nigger, who proceeded to put on our
clothes, while about five hundred of them
were dancing and yelling with joy to think
what a glorious drunk they would have for
nothing when the old ship broke up, which i
she commenced to do after a while, and we
watched our opportunity to put for the |
bushes.
I recollect eating a wild yam, and after j
that I remember nothing till I found myself j
in a native hut lying down, too weak to
move. I opened inv eyes, where was I? ,
where had 1 been? 1 could not tell. My
senses gradually came to me. Gradually the j
wreck came to my mind; —just then in walk
ed an old negro woman; I judged she was
sixty years of age; she had a calabash in her
hand, and she smiled when she saw 1 noticed
her, and offered it to me. Seeing I was
weak, she held it to my parched lips; I drank;
she said ‘goot’—l told her yes.
“Well. Bill, J was with that old lady one
month; I got a smattering of her gibberish,
and found out that five of our men were
about ten miles from me up the coast, and
that was ail she knew. She had found me
in the bushes, sick with the coast fever, and
took me to her hut and cured me. 1 used to
go a fishing for her, get cocoa nuts and
plaintains, and lend her hand, till I got strong
and hearty and began to think about bidding
her good bye. She used to squat down on
our haunches and watch me while I was fish
ing, and ask me, ‘want go?’ I would say yes.
‘By by, ship come.’ So I lived along; I could
not hear from the others, to find out who
was living beside myself, until one day, as I
was walking along the beach, I saw a man
ahead of me, I sang out, and was answered |
by the Captain of our ship. He told me 1
there were four more of our men where he |
was, and that he bail come down to see if |
any of us were down by where the ship went |
ashore. Six of us were all that were left. I
told the Captain what the old woman had
said in regard to a ship coining in by and
by. He said the negroes had some slaves
up where he was to ship, and that the slaver
generally run in after night.
The negroes treated us all very well after
they had stripped us, and as (here was plenty ]
of cloth from the ship they had shared nil
around. I was wearing a frock and trowsers,
and the Captain said the others were doing
the same. 1 agreed to let the old man know
if there was a chance to get away.
About two days after that wo ran the ca
noe to the beach and was about to launch
her to try for Alioore, as (bore was plenty of
them about, the old lady looked up and im
mediately exclaimed “ship!” She hurst out
a crying. I looked, and sure enough there
was a jackass brig coming round the point.
She appeared to be about one hundred tuns
burthen, very long sparred, and plenty of
muslin on too. She came round, backed Iter
topsail, lowered a boat with five men in it,
who pulled directly for us at the beach. My
heart was in my mouth, and when a man
landed I could not speak at first, but be soon
found out I could. 1 related to him our
story and ho told me to be at the beach that
night, as he was going to take off some nig
gers. The brig was named the ‘Monkey;’ it
was the captain of her that was talking to
me; he said ho had lost two men by the
parting of his fore-topsail tie, while the men
were rigging out the stunsail-booms, and we
all could have a chance with him and one
hundred dollars each if he run his cargo
clear. I started, found the other five men,
and wo were on hand before sunset at the
beach. I had bid good bye to the old lady,
and if ever you saw any one in a hurry wo
were. It came on dark and we were about
giving up seeing tbe brig, when a pistol
was flashed out to sea; all had been perfectly
still around us and we imagined wo were
alone on the beach, but at that flash such a
row was kicked up behind us that it seemed
as though all the niggers wore after us
again. Down they came, dragging their
large canoes out from the bush and began to
; shove the slaves into them. We bundled
into the bow of one of the canoes and in ten
minutes were alongside the brig—she was
under weigh. The niggers were passed up
and we cast off the two canoes loaded with
| the goods that were to pay for the slaves,
| made sail, and were off. The slaves were
I put under hatches til! morning. The next
morning the half of the slaves were let on
clock, and we then cleaned up below and ra
tioned them. They say (hat a slaver abuses
them and does not give lb? slaves on board
enough to eat —such was not the case on the
brig; she was three hundred tuns and we had
two hundred slaves on board; they were al
lowed plenty to eat and the captain had
about twelve hundred pipes and a hogshead
of tobacco for them to smoke. It is for
their interest to use them well—to save them
to sell. We were chased by an English brier
( J o o
of war three clays and nights, but we kept
up as though bound to Cuba, and one dark
night wo doused all the lights and kept awnv
for Rio. We arrived at the slave port, about
twenty miles below, and as tbe signal was
made to us that there was a man-of-war in
sight, we beached the brig and set fire to her
as the last slave left the bench. The slaves
were marched into the country, the captain
paid us like a man, and we left for Rio the
next morning, ami if ever a man catches me
in another Blackbird hunter it will he be
cause I could not get another chance from
the const of Africa.”
“Dick, did you ever see the old woman
again?”
"Yes, once. I was in the barque Pales
tine on the coast, and I got a chance one
Sunday, sent off to her; she came on board,
and 1 made her a present or two, and if ever
you saw a child pleased that woman was,
when I gave her three pieces of red and vel
low calico. There goes eight hells, and I
have just finished mv yarn in time.”
One of the Sermons.
The Register , published at Brandon, Miss.,
gives a partial report of a sermon preached
a few weeks since at Waterproofs, not far
from Brandon. It is to be regretted that the
whole sermon was not preserved. The fol
lowing paragraphs show the spirit of the
preacher:
“1 may say to volt, my brcethcring, that I
am not an edocated man, an’ I ant not one o’
them as bleeves that odecation is necessary
fur a gospel minister, fur 1 bleeve the Lord
edecates his preachers jest ns he wants ’em
to he edecated, an’, although I say it that
oughtn't to say it, yet in the State of Indi
tinny, whar I live, thar’s no man as gits a
bigger congregation nor what I gits.
Thar may be some here to-day, my bree
thren, as don’t know what persuasion I am
uv. Well, 1 may say to you, mv breethring,
that I’m a Hardshell Baptist. Thar’s some
folks as don’t like the Hardshell Baptists, but
I’d ruthcr hev a hard shell as no shell at all.
You see me here to-day, my brecthering,
drest up in line close; you mout think 1 was
proud, hut I tun not proud, mv brecthering,
and although I’ve been a preacher uv the
Gospel for twenty years, an although I’m
captiug of that flat boat that lies at yure
landing, I’m not proud, my breethering.
“I’m not a gwine to ter tell you edzuckly
whar my tex may be found; suffice it tu say,
it’s in the leds of (he Bible, an you’ll find it,
somewhar ’tween the first chapter of the book
of Generation and the last chapter of the
book of Revolutions, and ef you’ll go and
sarch the Scriptures, as I have sarchod the
Scriptures, you’ll not only find my tex thar,
but a great many uther texxs as will do you
good to read, an’ my lex, when you shill find
it, you shill find it to read thus: ,
‘■Ami he played on a harp uv a thousand strings
—sperits of just men made perfeck.”
“My tex breethering, leads me to speak uv
sperit. Now thar’s a great many kind uv
sperits in the world—in the fust place, thar’s
the sperits uv turpen time, and then thar’s
the sperits as sum folks call liquor, an I’ve
got as good an artikel of them kind uv spor
its on my flat boat as ever was fetched down
the Mississippi River, but thar’s a great many
other kind of sperits, fur (he tex sez: ‘He
played on a harp uv a t/low-sand strings—
sperits of just men made perfeck.’
But I’ll tell you the kind uv sperits as is
meut in the tex, it’s fire. That is the kind of
sperits as is mont in the tex, my breethring.
Now thar’s a great many kinds of fire in the
world. In the fust place, thar’s the common
sort uv fire you life a segar or pipe with, and
then thar’s cam-fire, lire before yure reddy,
and fall back, and many other kinds uv fire,
for the tex sc/: ‘He plaveed on a harp uv a
Ihou-snnd strings—sperits uv just men made
perfeck.’
But I’ll (ell you the kind uv fire as is mont
in the tex, my breethring—it’s full fire! an’
that’s the kind uv lire as a great many uv
you’ll come to, ef you don’t do better nor
what you have bin doin’—for ‘He played on
(he harp uv a //tow-sand strings—sperits uv
just men made perfeck.’
Now, the different sorts uv fire in (he world
may be likened unto the different perswa
sions of Christians in the world. In the fust
place W£ have the Biscapalions; and they are
a high salin’ and a high-falntin set, and they
may he likened unto a turkey buzzard that
flies up into the air, and he goes up and up
till he looks no bigger than your finger nail,
and the fust thing you know, ho cunts down
ttnd down, and down and down, and is a fil
lin’ himself on the karkiss of a dead boss by
the side uv the road—and ‘He played on a
harp of a thousand strings—sperits of just
men made perfeck.’
And then thar’s the Methedis, and they
may bo likened unto the squirrel, runnin’ up
into a tree, for the Methedist bleeves in
gwine on from one degree uv grace to an
other, and finally on to perfeokshan, and the
i squirrel goes up and up. and up and up, and
he jumps from lim’ to lim’, and branch to
branch, and the fust thing you know he falls
| and down he cunts kerflummux, and that's
like the Methedis, for they is allers failin’
from grace, ah! And—Tie played on a harp
uv a DtoM-sand strings—sperits of just men
made perfeck."
Ami then, my breethring, thar’s the Bap
tist, ah! and they hev been likened unto a
possum on a ’sitnion tree, and the thunders
may roll, and then the earth may quake, but
that possum clings there still, ah! And you
may shake one foot loose, and the other’s
thar, and you may shake all feet loose, and
he laps his tail around the limb, and he
clings furever, for—Tie plaved on a harp uv
a thou sand strings —sperits uv just men
perfeck.’
Here the reporter could no longer contain
himself, and his notes became entirely unin
telligble.
Very Dutch.
Two Dutch neighbors in Pennsylvania,
were proverbially steady, stupid, and honest;
they had carried on their transactions with
neighbors and each other for years, on the
system of ready pay in cash or barter, but at
last hard times came and (hoy were obliged
to resort to keeping accounts.
One day they met for settlement, and af
ter much hard labor and figuring it, was made
apparent that llauns owed Yawkob, twenty
dollars.
“Well, Yawkob, how musht ora settle him
now? Use got no moneys!).”
“Yaw, yaw, neber mind, dat ve can settle
it mit notesli,” said Yawkob, who prided him
self on being posted up in the ways of doing
business at tlie store.
“OI yaw mit notesh. Veil dcu, you writes
de uotesh.
“Dat ish not right,” said Yawkob; “you
owesh de raoueyosh, you writes the uotesh, I
signs ’iin—dat’sh de vay.”
So Haims set about it and produced the
following:
“In Wastmorlmul kounty, i Owsh Yawkob
dwonty tollers for settle Up won i Hash no
moneysh do Pay him. Sign, yawkob.”
To which document Yawkob, the creditor,
affixed his signature.
Then arose an unforseen difficulty; which
of the two ought to keep the note!
It was finally decided that llauns should
keep it—for how else would he know how
much to pay Yawkob! In due time, when
llauns, the debtor, got the money, he paid
up and tliis raised another puzzling question,
and ended in conclusion (hat Yawkob must
take (lie note in his keeping, so that lie
would know that llauns had paid the money.
From the Times A - , Transcript.
The Future of the Democracy—What is it
to bel
Democrats may well, and with great con
fidence enquire, what is to be the future of
our party? Is it to be as successful in time
to come as it has been in the past? Is its
vitaliation to bo extinguished by a popular
repudiation of its principles, or stimulated
to renewed vigor and more abundant useful
ness by a reiterated verdict of approval by
the masses? Are we to continue our depen
dence upon Democratic, policy, for the pre
servation of the guaranties of the Federal
Constitution, for the expansion and settle
ment of our territory, for the increase of our
population, the spread of our commerce, the
repletion of our national exchequer, the as
sertion of civil and religious liberties and the
suppression of domestic disquietude; or is it
to be supplanted by a new, untried and dog
matic policy, predicated upon a principle,
which, in its origin, is inimical to the pro
visions of the Constitution, averse to the
spread and population of the Republic, a
blight upon commercial intercourse, an im
pediment to the growth of the Treasury, the
foe of free suffrage and the exercise of religi
ous conscience, and fuel to the flames of do
mestic discord? Can the past history of the
Democratic party ho forgotten? Is the fu
ture policy of the country to bo a void—a
blank—a chaos, and its shaping to be left
in the hands of men who have started upon
(ho elimination of an idea, chimerical at the
present, and uncertain in the future both as
to its existence and its fruits?
These are questions which the American
people must answer within a short time, and
upon their answer, depends to no slight ex
tent the welfare and perpetuity of the Fede
ral Government. Let the people judge the
Democracy and the Opposition, under what
ever form it may be disguised, by their mu
tual antecedents and accord to one or the
other their support—as their respective merits
may demand. In such an ordeal Democracy
has nothing to apprehend. Its origin is in
itself a proud one. Nursed in the storms of
popular commotion which preceded the com
mencement of the French revolutions and
the emanepiation of the middle classes of
England from aristocratic thraldom, it sprang
first into full life in our own country, when
men—patriotic enough in the main—but
deeply affected with the principles of the
British constitution and ideas of a consoli
dated government, sought to place the rights
of the States ttnd even certain individual
immunities, into the hands of the Executive
or the authorities of the Federal Government.
They sought to convert republicanism into
Empire, which was then, and is yet, the
svnonvm of Monarchism. Bower, and even
safety, was regarded as inseparable from con
solidation, and national progress, as tbe
bantling of federal sorveillance. The effects
of such ideas and policy soon became ap
parent, in the rapid absorption of the rights
of States and individuals in the functions of
the central government, and awoke the guar
dians of popular liberties, to the necessity of
restricting the exercise of federal authorities
to matters which related exclusively to the
whole community of States and which bad
been specified in the Constitution.- in other
words, (he Democratic party arose, and is
really (bunded upon the necessity which was
thus early felt of a strict construction of the
powers vested by the States in the general
government. The passage of those infamous
laws which gave to the Executive an absolute
discretion in expelling such foreigners from
(he nation ns lie might think dangerous to
its peace, and other lesser federal measures
of the same character first demonstrated the
necessity of which we have spoken and led
to its incorporation in Democratic policy, as
its cardinal and chiefest domestic feature.
And what has not Democratic legislation,
based upon this great idea, accomplished for
the country? It lias retrenched the power
of the general government within the limits
originally assigned to it by the constitution
and marked out by a division line which
cannot be mistaken, the reserved rights and
franchises of the Slates as distinguished from
these which were conceded to the federal
authorities. The Whig party, when in power
built up a great moneyed corporation under
the patronage of the general government, in
the shape of a national bank. It was created
rather as a subsidiary for the purpose of
controlling the federal elections, and per
petuating the reign of the party in power,
than as an auxiliary to the financial transac
tions of the government and a source of na
tional benefit. It was moreover, a stretch
of legislative power not warranted by the
language or spirit of the Constitution, and
upon this ground it was attacked and de
stroyed by the Democracy. Does any sane
man, at tins day, doubt that its destruction
was wise and judicious, not only upon con
stitutional grounds but those of public good?
Another domestic policy which the Demo
cratic party, acting upon the doctrine of
“strict construction,” warred against, and
so effectually destroyed as to place it beyond
the hope of being revived, is the protective
Tariff system —the cherished bantling of the
old line \\ bigs. The fact that there is an
absence of any express authority in the Con
stitution authorizing such legislation, is of
itself a sufficient proof of its illegality; hut
when we consider the concomitant fact that
it tended to build up n portion only of the
States, at the utter ruin of the leading in
terests of the remainder, its unconstitution
ally and its inexpediency at once becomes
apparent. Is there any sane person, or party
at this day clamorous for the assertion ana
mainlainanco of a protective Tariff system,
or that believes it to be best adapted to the,
general prosperity of the count ry? The same
may ho said of the vast and complicated
system of internal improvements which the
Whig party sought, to inaugurate into the
permanent policy of the republic. Wo mean
those improvements of a strictly local charac
ter, and from which the country at large
receives no immediate benefit, and least of
all, any which might ho considered an ade
quate consideration for the immense outlay
involved in their completion. The nation
owes the repudiation of these three groat
features of domestic policy which were at
tempted to be imposed upon it without the
warrant of law or justice, to the Democratic
party. Whatever of individual prosperity
and national advancement, of strength at
home and influence abroad, may have follow
ed as the consequence of the supremacy of ;y
more liberal, catholic and constitutional sys
tem of internal legislation, than that frony
which the country has been saved, is dua to,
the same source. As a portion of the nega
tive antecedents of the Democracy, we recall
the attention of the public to them with
pride. To their positive antecedents may be
ascribed a plethoric, national treasury, a com
merce which whitens with its sails every
known sea, an expansion of territory from
ocean to ocean, a constitution unimpaired
by injudicious legislation, and the rights of
the States beyond the encroachment of the
federal powers. In estimating such blessings,
let the people heed before they assist to in
augurate the reign of a policy adverse to that
which lias secured them.
George Washington, in one of his mes
sages to Congress, used the following lan
guage: ‘-To every description of citizens,
indeed, let praise lie given. Hut let them
persevere in their affectionate vigilance over
that precious depository of American happi
ness, the Consiitution of the United States.
Let them cherish it too, for the sake of those
who from uvkiiy ciiME arc daily seeking a
dwelling in our land.”.
Every hitter has its sweet. Hot weather
brings us prickly heat and mosquitoes, but
it also brings ns strawberries and succotash.
Frost adds to our fuel expenses, and makes
folks swear about the “high price of coal.”
Still, as frost frees us from the cholera, and
brings us a thought nearer griddle-cakes, wq
should endeavor to sweeten the affliction
with a becoming philosophy, and the right
kind of molasses.
For the Presidency.- —The Sacramento
Tribune endorses Milliard Fillmpre for the
Presidency; and the S. F. American favprs
George Law.
The Chinese Exodus.— Thrpe hundred
and fifty Chinamen sailed from San Francis
co on the ship Challenger, for Hong Kong, a
few days since.
The total valuation of real and personal
property in the city of San Francisco, is $32,-
070,672. In Sacrameuto city it is $7,617,-
785.
Interior Towns. —San Jose has now a
population of about 2,500 and Santa Clara
about 1,600. They are said to be the two
most pleasant and beautiful towna in the
State.
Heavy Taxation. — The citizens of San
Francisco pay yearly $3,000,000 taics.
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