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HI; HAPPY TO ATTEND TO CAMS 1 f tlce of seventeen years, made many improvements in the Dental Art, and assisted materially in bringing it toil* pres ent high slate of perfect ion. he feels warranted in saying to all those wishing Dental oiterations performed, or Artilieial Teeth inserted, on tine gold plate, that his work cannot he excelled in the United States Terras moderate. Consul la lions free. N. B—|ir, P. will make, occasionally. professional visits to the neighlniriog Town when he will attend persons at their residences, upon application, either bv letter or other •1... ,ur DU. THOMAS PAYNE. Of Uaii*—At Ilf. A. It. 1;. i,|’)h».U. the Yoseiuite Hotel, —where he may he consulted at all' hour.. ' »Uf K. IS. Hall, ATTO R N E Y A T L A IV, MERCED rAT.I.tt, MfBCKIi CIIUNTV. .ur JOHN A . fc JS NT, Attorney ami ( oiui.t line at Law, No. 4* Montgomery Ul.«k, Montgomery street, al If Max Fra xcisco. E. R. CARP ENT I EB, COUNSELLOR AT LAW AND NOTARY PUBLIC, Corner Merchant and Montgomery streets, •Ilf Sax Francisco. tin-siz o r* .... AND .... STOVId-J ) K P O T , Nejtt door to Tki/lijn' Hotel, Mari]iota. fITHK UNDERSIGNED. UR AI IM 1 FOR PA.-T PATRON X ago. announces lo the Public that be continues to ©tier fur sale a large assortment of I’AKum and c«NittiMi: *Tovks. TINWARE HARDWARE CAKPK.Vre.VKS’ AND MINERS’ TOOIJt CAUPHKNK AND OU. LAMPS , LEAD PIPE AND I'LMPK. Sioet Iron, Copper, Tin and Zinc worked to order. • f All work done to order promptly and satisfactorily ; H r From henceforth I adopt the Uu.-li prineipl. (JAHI O.V DKUVEiY falti. S. M* I i l l. MAEIPOSA, CALIFORNIA, WEDNESDAY MORNING, MAY 6, 1857. ||l;iri|)os;t Jlcmocnit, PUBfcMHED EVERY WKPNF.SPAY MORNING, BY WARREN BAER, EDITOR AND PUBLISHER. TERMS: Por annum, in advnnco .. ffi 00 i For six motitha, in nlvsnco 300 I Single copies 26 Advertisements inserted «l tin- lowest rales. i>»>* Every description of Plain and Fancy Job Printing neatly and promptly executed. a a i: nts. THOMAS HOY< E, nortli e:i-t corner Washington and ■ Montgomery streets, Sin Francisco, in our duly authorized I agent to receive subscriptions and advertisement*. T. M. IlK'-TOV. Express Rider between tills place and ' Kern Riv<-r, is duly authorized to receive subscriptions, ad- i vertisements and Job Work. Mr. F. I). TOHD. of Stockton, L our duly authorize*! Ag« •nl to receive subscription* and advertisements. POETRY. When I Snw Sweet Nellie Home. In the sky the bright stars glittered, On the gras* the inoolight fell, Unshed the sound of daylight’s bustle, Closed the “ pink-eyed pimpernel!,” A« down the moss-grown wood path— Where the cattle love to roam— From Aunt Pattie’s quilting party— I was seeing Nellie home. Jetty ringlet* softly llutter O'er a brow as soft as snow, And her cheek!—the crimson snuset Scarcely hud a wanner glow ; ’.Mid her parted lip's venuiUion, While teeth flashed like ocean foam ; All I marked, with pulses throbbing, While 1 saw sweet Nellie home. When tiic autumn tin cd the greenwood, Turning all its leaves to gold, In the lawn by alder’s shade I my love to Nellie told ; As we stood together gazing On the star-bespangled dome, "* How I blest the August evening When I saw sweet Nellie home. White hair mi llflcs with her tresses, Furrows steal upon my brow, But a love-smile cheers and blesses Life’s declining moments now ; Matron, in thy snowy ’kerchief, Closer to my bosom come ; Tell mo, dost thou still remember When I saw my Nellie home? TUB IM T KI<IST. A TUIHLI.IMO SOUTHWBSTBKN SKETCH. At midnight, twenty-five ycfira ago, a solitary youth steered his slender canoe across the Ar kansas river from the left towards the right bank, whence at least one pair of eyes, from a cluster of dowering shrubs, watched intently all his movements. For notwithstanding the hour, everything was visible in the clear light of a cloudless May moon, which turned the wide water into a plane of the richest silver, smooth as a mirror, save where the quick rip ples sparkled at the touch of the rower’s dash ing paddle. I have called him a youth, but he was more properly speaking a hoy of sixteen, with a blooming, beardless face, and a countenance radiant with child-like innocence, although his form seemed manly, and his large blue eyes had that luminous, piercing look which always reveals a soul unaccustomed to both guile and fear. Indeed his entire appearance would have delighted the gaze of a true artist. That spacious white brow environed with a wreath of glossy brown curls, that strong yet stately neck, with its aristocratic carriage, that form so massive for its age, but still so statuesque in its symmetry, the beaming eyes, the blooming visage, and withal the buckskin dress so fine in its Indian ornaments—composed together as fair a human shape as ever the enamored moon embraced since she stooped from Heaven to kias the sleeping Endymion. Hut no words can reproduce the masculine graces of that beardless boy, then the pride of central Arkan sas, Wade Thompson. What! Wade Thompson ! That name so terrible from the snows of lowa to the fiery sands of the Mexican Gulf-—from the Levee at New Orleans to the harbor of San Francisco? The same person—not as he 1 is now—not ns he has been for years, the Wandering Jew of wild unrest, and pitiless passions—but us ho was in the golden days of the morning of life, the light of that old cleri cal father’s eyes, the elective magnet of a saintly mother’s heart, the admiration of nil that knew him. And lam about to tell what changed him, what made him the merciless man he is. As the canoe glided through the middle of the stream, the youth panned, raised his pad dle, dripf mg with liquid pearls, ami scanning tlie shore eagerly, murmured with a sigh : “ I must be too earjy—there is no one | there.” He glanced up with a half reproachful ex ; pression at the calm, unr.ympathizing moon, , and sighing again, “ It is the hour!” dashed l his paddle into the water, and shot to the shore like an arrow. Then drawing his canoe partly on the sand, i he ascended the bank, peered among the clus tering vines, separated the wild llowcrs, and j called out in a soft voice, trembling with an , infinite tenderness of desire: “ Thalia, dearest Thalia 1” “ My own beautiful Wade,” replied a musi cal, laughing voice, as a tall, dark-eyed woman emerged from a natural bower of rose-bushes, and cast herself into his arms. Then followed the tender embrace, the kiss with lips of fire, the brief question and answer of blended tongues, and all the nameless bcati- 1 "THE UNION AND ITS GOVERNMENT tude of love that has never known sin. The joy of the woman revealed itself in smiles sweet as star-light, and blushes burning like the tints of an evening cloud, while by a singular contrast, the passion of youth found vent in a rain of delicious tears. The first ecstatic transport of the reunion being allayed, the young man murmured: “ Come, dearest Thalia, let us go yonder and sit down. I want to talk to you a long while.” He took her electric hand, and led her a few steps up the river to a large heap of wood, where the boats occasionally landed to take in fuel. There he arranged as comfortable a po sition for the charmer as possible, and throw ing himself on his knees at her feet, so as to look fully into that bewitching face, he gazed up into those dark eyes as if worshipping some I ineffable divinity. It was, too, a divinity we have all worshipped at some time or other in our cold, skeptical lives, perhaps the first one ever adored, at the sacrifice of the soul’s virgin purity —but, ah me! for how many in vain. I A concealed spectator would have remarked a striking, if not a painful contrast between the lovers. As I have already said, in all but form, he was a more boy; while she appeared the proud, showy, handsome woman of more t than twenty summers. Her love seemed that lof the half passionate coquette ; but his was all flame-homage as pure as ever glowed in the I depths of any human bosom. She was evi- I dently fond of him, and against the wishes Of * her parents, as ibis stolen interview sufficient ly proved ; but she ija.< his all in all in fancy as in feeling, the very life breath of his being, ias evinced by his every glance, tone and ges j Jure. She looked down upon him, while he looked up to her, and this simple fact implies a difference wide as two distant worlds. And ; hence, the mightiest mastery of tyrannical | passion ever developed in the yearning heart, jis that of the boy for the full-blown woman. For there can he no love without the madness of adoration. “ Sweet Thalia, let us fly at once, and never ■he parted more,” entreated the youth, in ac | cents earnest as the voice of prayer, while the moonlight streaming on his face gave him the 1 aspect of a devotee kneeling before the statue | of a saint A troubled, indefinable expression passed over the fine features of the woman, as she | sighed: ! “It cannot be yet; wo must still wait for the consent of my parents.” ( “ And that will never be given,” he answer ed, with a countenance of measureless despair. “ We must hope for the best,” she returned in tones as gloomy ns those of the other, j “ I cannot endure it,” cried the boy, with a | strange convulsive shudder of the lips; your I rich father spurns me like a dog, and your : brother insults mo on every public occasion. ; People point at rnc as a coward, and so 1 am— ' but it is for you 1” | “ You talk wildly to-night,” murmured the : woman, almost alarmed at the singular gleam ing light beginning to dart, ns in fitful pulses, from the large blue eyes of her lover. ! “ I shall go mad if I lose you!” he exclaim ' cd, passionately, springing to his feet and kiss | ing the bright ringlets of her raven hair, which his tears soon sprinkled with gems of crystal | dew. Then falling as suddenly on his knees and ' clasping her throbbing bosom, he implored : “Oh! my angel, I know that I am poor— that I cannot support you in the style to which you were born ; it would break my heart to sec those divine hands soiled with labor, to look on that dear form, thin with want, or clad like mine. Therefore, I will never more press you to fly with me. Hut why cannot you love me as I love you ?—more than all on earth, more than all in Heaven?” The intense passion, the fiery poetry of love touched also the soul of the woman, as she glued her lips to his, murmuring: “Dear Wade, I do—l do.” “ Then there is another way for us to enjoy an eternal union;” he said in a voice milder than his words. “ What mean you?” she faltered, recoiling with a gesture. “ Loving hearts that are barred from beat ing together in life, may still sleep together in a common grave,” was the startling reply, and the brow of the speaker turned pale ns the moonlight that hovered like some weird un healthy thing around his head. “ What! would you commit the frightful sin ; of suicide, and peril your immortal soul?” she cried with shivering horror. “ Who can tell if it he a sin to dispose of my own life when it ceases to be worth the keep ing?” he asked ns if in a dream. “ The good book, the preachers, your own father;” she rejoined with a look of indescriba ble amazement “My father preaches and prays, and is l ground into the earth by poverty ; yours curses ! and grows rich. How do I know then which pleases God best, prayers or curses? “Are you deranged, Wade ? Doyou doubt the Creator ?” she enquired in greater conster nation. He east a gloomy glance at the sky, and muttered: “All is dark yonder I if Heaven would have us believe, why does it not dis close its secrets? We have seen many die, but none return to toll us now they fare. We guess not where they go. WUft, if those. bright stars, and this dark earth, were all eter nal, could they have a Maker then? lias the space in which they move a Maker also? Is not eternity old as the Eternal ? All is dark here and yonder.” Alas! unhappy youth, the icy arrow of all the ages has thrilled thy inexperienced heart Thou hast tasted the forbidden fruit that brings not knowledge, hut undying doubt. Thou hast plucked the apple of Sodom that grows even in the wild woods of Arkansas, as it grows in the gardens of London and Paris,* as it grew in Greece, Romo and Hindostnn—as it will grow' so long as the earth grows men. Alas! alas ! for thee there shall never more he starry dreams, or thoughts with wings like angels! “ Let us die,” he continued, gazing earnestly on the river; “ let us two go bravely to sleep beneath the shining water, as lovers have so often done, in each other’s arms; and if the Almighty Spirit should chide us, wo will plead the priceless value of so much love and truth.” And he seized her with a strong clasp to his bosom, ns if about to bear her into the stream. “ No, no, for God’s sake, no!” she ejaculated in accents frozen into gasping whispers by ex cess of terror. He started as one awakening from some dreadful dream. The wild lustre left his eyes, and the tears came back again, as bo cried : “ Forgive mo, adorable creature; I forgot that you arc too beautiful for death. Live and he forever blest; us fur me, I will face the grim destiny alone I” He imprinted on her wdiite lips a brief kiss, and descended rapidly the bank of the river. His feet were already in the shallow water, when she shrieked— “ Stay, Wade, I will ho yours—l will fly as you wish I” He bounded back to her, exclaiming; “ Now I too, will believe there is a God of) mercy. I know there is a Heaven, for 1 find | it here 1” And the lovers melted together in tears and caresses of ineffable fondness. I After a few moments, such as crush ages of 1 rapture into instants, the youth said : “ Come, my heart’s own bride, let us away ; w e must be miles down the river before sun rise, unless wo may chance to fall in with a ’boat.” As be spoke, the familiar hoarse snorting of a high-pressure steamer became audible. The 1 young man uttered a cry of joy, while the j woman, already relenting, filtered : “ We fhust defer our flight until some other time; how can I leave without my clothing ?” At the moment, an angry curse, mingled with a peal as of infernal laughter, sounded im mediately behind them. The woman fairly screamed, for she knew the fearful impreca tion as the voice of ‘an unrelenting father.— They turned, and the fierce-eyed old man stood i before them, not alone, but accompanied by a 1 proud, sneering brother and a former suitor of the daughter—one abhorred, rejected, yet still persevering, in spite of her aversion. The picture.was extraordinary, even for the backwoods. The impetuous father, a giant of strength and fury in his youth, and still more ! powerful than any man in Arkansas—-his face ( w rithing, his longue inarticulate with rage, his 1 cane uplifted, yet forbearing to strike; for old i Col. Jack Thorn, though a Satan in w rath and revenge, had a keen sense of the Western prin -1 ciplc of honor, and therefore scrupled to assault .an unarmed or unresisting foe. His son John, a tall, dark-visaged person, with cruel, thin i lips, nourished a cow hide, hut hesitated to an- I ticipaic the purpose of his father, who could ill i brook any interference with the course of his | own quarrels. Capt. Davis, the rejected suitor, a huge red-haired monster, the most murder i ous duelist of the frontier, with one hand | smoothed an immense beard, and with the i other fondled the silver-mounted butt of his pis -1 tol, while a diabolical grin curled his coarse, lurid lips, and his small, yellowish eyes flashed j ruddy jets of flame. ( “Do not strike me,” said young Thompson, folding his arms on his breast, and looking I steadily but mournfully iu the face of Thalia’s father. “Do not strike me, for I cannot strike ! back.” 1 “ And why not, coward, wretch, son of the | devil ?” roared the Colonel, i The youth glanced at his beloved, and was silent. ! “ Do you think a daughter of mine shall ever wed a beggarly poltroon? Sooner would I cut her up with my bowie-knife, as meat for the hounds.” | “I am not a coward,” replied the boy in a i thrilling w hisper, and a large blue vein swelled 1 up like a cord in his left temple as if about to I burst 1 “ Then fight me !” thundered the Colonel; | fight me and you shall have her,” he added | with an oath frightful enough, one might have ' imagined io appal the demons that inspired j him. A quick arrow of lightning darted from the ! blue eyes of the youth, to be succeeded by streams of tears, as he gasped : “ Oh! God, it is impossible!” Hut whether be alluded to the ; proposed combat, or the exhaustion of his own powers of endurance, the hearers could not well conjecture. 9 The duelist, Captain Davis, interposed; “ The lily-livered boy who is afraid oflead and cold steel, is not lit to marry]” “ You lie 1” retorted young Thompson, in ac c :nts hissing like tin; death-warning of a scr ' pent TEUMS : FIVE DOLLARS PER ANNUM, IN ADVANCE “ Poor child, it needs the switch 1” said the desperado, with a mockish hurst of merriment; and ho snatched the cowhide from the hand of John Thorn, and sprung at his boyish rival. A terrible struggle ensued, and the youth might perhaps have achieved an actual victory, when John Thorn Interfered, by knocking him down with the butt of his pistol. Davis in stantly seized him by his long flowing hair, ami completed the chastisement without pity or shame. At length Col. Thorn ordered: “ him go, Captain, that is more than enough, and the thing has not been done very fairly, any way.” Released, the boy fixed his eyes piercing as daggers on the visage of his enemy, and said in a hoarse whisper: “I demand, and 1 will have satisfaction I” “ Does the baby want more of the same sort?” sneered the duelist. The steamboat, previously alluded to, had rung her hell as the signal for landing, and was now rapidly nearing the shore. Young Thomp son cast one glance at the crowded deck, a sudden thought flashed through his brain, he smiled as a fiend smiles, and flew again upon his rival, grappled his throat, and dragged him to the ground, at the same instant biting off one of his ears as he fell. “Father, let me shoot the wretch!” exclaimed John Thorn, drawing his revolver. “ Not so,” answered the Colonel; “No more foul play; the boy has better grit than 1 hud thought—but let us part them; the boat is torching the bank.” Tiny attempted to pull Thompson away from his hold. His arms felt hard as iron, and the clasp of his fingers seemed terribly tena cions as the jaws of a blacksmith's vice. “Hallo!” shouted a rough voice from the hteamcr; “ there, hoys, are three men upon j one." And the crew and passengers rushed to the scene. As they crowded around, the youth relinquished his grasp. His antagonist, purple , from suffocation, arose with difficulty, but re covt ring in a moment, he drew; his pistol and fired at the heart of the heroic boy. j “ Assassin 1” cried Captain Turner, striking up the deadly weapon, as the bullet whizzed on high through the air; “ Assassin, what is the cause of this murderous quarrel ?” The duelist spoke,not, hut clasped his muti lated car, with a countenance distorted like that ■ »f a devil. “This is a bad business,” remarked the toamboat captain, turning to Thompson for explanation. The latter pointed in the direction where his Thalia stood, where she had been from the commencement of the affray—pale and appa rently as insensible ns a statue, a queenly Niobe frozen by grief and fear into marble.— “ We love each other,” he avowed ; “ and for that alone, her father, brother and my discard ed rival have assailed me ; this brutal bully has disgraced me forever by the touch of the whip, and now refuses satisfaction.” “ Y'ou shall have it, you shall have it in your own blood and brains!” yelled Davis in a voice like the howl of some wounded w ild beast. “Then, let mo have it now,” replied the dauntless boy. “ Now’, now,” shouted the boat’s crew ; and hasty preparations were made for the duel, John Thorn officiating as second for Davis, and Capt. Turner acting for young Thompson. The principals took their places ten steps apart, armed with dueling pistols furnished from the steamer. It was a scene for the ge nius of a Salvator Rosa ; a terrible contrast be tween the devilish passions of man and the divine peace of his sweet sister—Nature. Yon der the eternal stars sparkled as ever, bright ening the vivid blue above with rays of un failing fire; there the magical moon smiled on the waveless water, smiled with looks of ten derest love, as tho young mother upon the sleeping face of the first blossom from her yearning heart; beyond tho river soared a lofty precipice, tinged with the rust of iron till it seemed to blush all over with blood—the blood of imknow’ii and unimaginable ages— more poetic blood—the fairy hues w’hich the atmosphere paints on the old rocks for pastime. Hut here, with erring humanity, all is sin and sorrow. One instant more, and brethren of the same race, joint heirs of the universal and everlasting splendors, will tear open each other’s veins with cruel leaden halls. Already they foretaste tho infernal joy of murder. The coarse features of Davis arc wreathed with the horrible smile of assassination, while his youth- i fill antagonist sheds tears of bravery, mingled with revenge—dew drops distilled by the brain to scorch the eye-halls from which the}’ flow. Motionless as a thing of marble, pallid as the . mystic moonlight now bathing her pulseless temples, Thalia gazes on with that strange, I stoney look, as if unconscious of both life and ’ love. The sullen puffing of the steam escaping through its pipes—the red glare of the furnace fires—the wild visages of the boat’s crew', crowded like pirates in battle array along the bank—the thickly starred heavens above—the gleaming river beneath—and the midnight still ness of the ancient forest dreaming in the moonlight—all formed a combination which no stretch of art might re-create. Finally tho signal was given. Fearless of his boyish hoy, Davis seemed resolved to have a deliberate aim, as he raised his weapon slowly on the deadly line; but .the muzzle never reached tho intended level, to be sure, as usual, iof the victim’s heart. For with the last echo of the word “ fire,” the pistol of Young Thomp son pealed the death-knell of his hated rival. The report roared like thunder on the still night air, making up ten thousand olumbcring echoes in the tall rocks beyond the river, ns if the viewless spectres of the mountain had also caught the rage of combat. The victor bounded to his promised bride, and grasping her icy hand, said earnestly: “ Come dearest, let us go ; no one will hinder us now.” “ Yes,” she answered, as if murmuring in a dream. He led her to Captain Turner, and asked, “ Will you give us a passage to New Orleans?” “ Certainly, with the greatest pleasure,” was the generous response. “ Who will pay the fare ?” ejaculated Col. Thorn, in tones of burning irony; “ the boy is a beggar, as his father was before him!” Thalia started ns if stung by a scorpion; all her natural and habitual pride came to the res cue, overpowering even the strong resistance of pleading love ; and she faltered : “ I will not go; I must wait until you have a home.” The boy staggered as if stunned by an un seen blow, and then standing up rigid as if changed into a metallic form, ho cried sadly, regardless of the throng : “ I shall be absent two years ; I shall come back wealthy if my bones are above the sod. Hut woe to you, if you prove false or fickle; and a darker woe to him who shall dare to pass between you and me 1” He kissed her hand, and walked slowly away. Once only he turned, perhaps expect ing her to recall him, hut she had already hur ried off with her stern-eyed old father. He cast one look towards the stars, so full of des pair, gloomy yet tierce, pregnant with unutter able defiance, and altogether indescribable, that those who beheld it never will forget the fear ful meaning stamped as with letters of hellish light on that boyish face. Then, in an instant, I bounded down the bank, leaped into his canoe, 'and sped across tha river. He was seen no I more in central Arkansas for years. In the meantime he was fulfilling a portion l of his awful promise. Where could you find a steamboat on the western waters unfamiliar with thlftiamc of the all-dreaded gambler and 1 duelist, Wade Thompson ? What city journal did not occasionally recount some of his despe rate deeds? If delayed, too, with the most a donishing success; every card he touched seemed to turn to gold ; so that by the day he had specified in his last farewell to Thalia, he was actually rich. But the changeful coquette had then been married to another for a dozxm months; and he shortly afterward* died, which, perhaps, saved her husband from the 1 former lovers wrath. That merciless man can boast a score of vic ! (Ims, all shot or cut down, either in fair duel, or in sudden combat with an armed foe, and all on equal terms, if indeed any terms of bat tle could be equal with that eye and band, both quick as lightning. Hut the most singular phe nomenon in the character of the desperado re mains to be recorded. With the exception of (lie piercing hhfff eyes, bis countenance seemed mild as that of a woman; and always, when the diabolical fit of anger came over his brain and heart, his features never failed to assume an aspect of speechless woe, and be would burst into a paroxism of burning tears, every drop of which was soon made to count for one of blood. 1 He has been arraigned for homocide in half the States of the Mississippi Valley, but always with the good fortune of a favorable verdict.— 1 Is is now in California, the same restless, wan dering Jew, doomed to the torture of eternal doubt and death; hated, yet feared; alone in crowds, suffering the old heart’s blight, never soothed by a tone of pity ; though of all things, perchance, lie deserves pity the most —for the everlasting laws have already punished him. Maubiage in Lapland. —lt is death in Lap land to marry a maid without her parents’ or friends’ consent; therefore, if one bear affection to a young maid, upon breaking thereof to hep friends, the fashion is, that a day is appointed for their friends to meet to behold the two young parties run a race together. The maid 1 is allowed in starting the advantage of a third part in the race, so that it is impossible, except she will of herself, that she should bo over taken. If the maid overrun her suitor, the matter is ended ; ho must never have her, it i being penal for (he man to renew tho.qUer of marriage. Hut if the virgin has affection for him, though at first running hard to try the truth of her love, she will pretend some casu alty, and a voluntary halt, before the end of the race.— Travels in Lapland. “ Look here, Jim,” said a young fellow' the other evening to an old soaker, who hail evi dently taken too deup an interest in spiritual matters, and was still, with the peculiar obsti nancy of those in his condition, vociferating for another “ smile.” “ Look here, old fellow', you’ll spoil your constitution by this stylo of thing—better hold up?” “Constitution bo blow ed 1” said the old fellow*. “ I broke that long ago 1 Been living on the bye-law's this six months 1” Good Pickings.— Mr. Shaw, Senator from San Francisco, remarked in the Senate, the other day, that the Clerk uf the Superior Court, Sun Francisco, rccceived for fees in tw o years $115,000. NO. 0.