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VOLCANO WEEKLY LEDOER, VOLUME 2. ] jljc Volcano tUcckln Ccbgcr, PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY. BY T. A. SPRINGER & CO. T A gpRINOER. E. B. DAINOIRFIELD. Tor m s i One Year, in advance, *5 00 Pix Months., I 00 Three Months - ‘ 00 Advrrltsinß. Onn Square of 10 linos, Mrst insertion, sJ—each kiiliseonent insertion, $1 50. 'ft- \ liberal deduction on the above rates will be made for quarterly and yearly advertisement. LEGAL ADVERTISEMENTS Will be Inserted at the following rates:—Two Dol lars per square for the tlrst insertion, and One Del ia: per square for each subsequent insertion. JOB PRINTING. We are prepared to do Job Printing of every de .cription in a style superior to any other office in [he Southern Mines, and at us fair rates. Toll'))i >0 liiiillli 1 * *»• F. Hurt A. T|, a Slated Meetings on each Saturday evening JiV oreceding the full of the moon. /v\ 1 W. AYER. W. M. E. DREY,Secy. Tolrnno It. A. I'hapter, Ho. 11. Regular meclinga let and 3d Tuesdays in each Bonth. OFFCEBB. T. W. BirKNEi., 11. P.; E..J P. Williams. K.; ,E.. I’etib Daii.v.} K, A. It. llov. Sec’y A. n. HAIXARD, Jc s TICK OF THE P E .ICE, OFFICE. NATIONAL HOUSE, Corner of Main and National streets, Volcano. doc 6 7-tf gi;o. nni KTON, VS TI C E O F Tll E 1’ E ACE, OFFICE, t Muncktou & Warner's Drug Store, Main street, | Volcano. dec 6 7-ly JAS. F. Ill’llltAllD, ATTORNEY AT LAW, JACKSON, CALIFORNIA. jan. 31 l. r >-ly TV, TV. COPE, ATTO R N E V A T LA W . JACKSON, CALIFORNIA. jan. 31 15-ly Comity KnrveyorN Ofllce. JAS. MASTERSN, ' ATI HTKTEYOU AMI CIVIL ENGINEER, OFFICE IN THE COURT 801 SE. JACKSON. f WING assumed the duties of my office, I am 1 prepared to attend to all professional calls in my friends and the public, both promptly and rally. fob 2« 19-ly FAKIiEV A PAWI.ITG, ATTOBNBTB AM) COUNSELLORS AT LAW, ffice in Hale's lire proof building, up stairs, Main 1-4- 20tf street. Volcano, mar 7 11. M. HKIOOS.] [B. B. AXTELL. ■tillGO* A AXTELL, A T TOR NE YS A T LA W, JACKSON. AMADOR COUNTY, CAL. OFFICE—At the Court House, nnv 24 5-ly TV. lILHUV JOTIM, A T 'l’ ORN E V A T LA W , ill pay strict attention to making collections and tend to all Legal Business entrusted to bis care. Wee ou Union Square, next door to Johnson A o s store, Volcano. jc 7 33-lv I*. C. JOiI.TNOT, TTORXEY A*ND COI'NSELLOR, Volcano, Amadou County, Cal. lay be found at present at Justice N. Ki. kin's office, ■ft" Notary Public & Conveyancer, "tfcs y 3-28 tf A. 13. HOY, M. U. Dentist. Permanently located in Volcano, having a comfortable and convenient with all the necessary Islru lit.. Tools and appliances, will do any kind of rk that pertains to the profession of Dentistry, a manner which shall give entire satisfaction, or money refunded.. Artificial teeth inserted on Gold Plate or Pivot, the case may require. Teeth plugged with Pure dd, or extracted. Children's Teeth regulated isn necessary; and all diseases of the nr ms, (the W which is called scurvy of the Gum*,) cured PAY. Chloroform administered if desired. Terms reasonable. ' 1 3m TV. AVER, !*!• I>. Office two doom South of the Empire Hotel. 27, 1 ny t«e». K. *milli, 11. I>. UYSICIJIJV A.VD smGEOJV. .b Pit 'K at Hoy A Smiths Drug Store, Main at., 3 oleano. Residence on the alley, in the rear Drug Store. b- The books of tV late firm of Goodin A* Ih can be found at my office. Persons indebted ,0° "ell to call and settle. W'MK:tf. Notice. T ■> meeting of the stockholders of the Aqneduc 1 tty Ditch Company, hebl at their office 1 induct city, June 24th, A. D. 1556, thefollowin. it* were duly elected: ~ TRUSTEES. it Johnston, George McKenzie, J. Jhonstoi j ■ Johnston and L Chamberlain. McKenzie, Secretary uuJ Vreaturer. ■ , Johnston, Preiident. July 5 37-ly *• 11. RAKLETTE, lIVEYOR Sf CIVIL ENGINEER , SIRIXt; to rusnrae the practice of my proles ion among rny old friends of Amador and; • ra.* counties, I respectfully nolicit tin ir or \ llc “ be promptly attended to, on reason- I term*.. 1 at Jackson's News Depot, Juckson, ' county, California, -^ S. 11. MAULiSTTE. 1 Written for the Volcano Ledger. There's Music Everywhere. There's music everywhere, Music in every place ; Just as there is beauty, Old time can ne’er efface. There’s music on the sea, Music on Ibo land ; Music in the sea shell That murmers on the strand. There’s music in the trees— Varied music in the song Of the zephyr and the breeze, That their gentle notes prolong. There's mnsic in the spring-time, Among the feathered train ; Glad and joyous music In the “tinkling rain.” There’s music in the summer, At the time of harvest-moon, When the Reaper’s song Comes laden with perfume. There’s music in the autumn When the leaf is “brown and scar;” Soul-music, ail untold, In the Death-song of the Year. There comes a cheery music, In the song and mirth. And chirpign of the cricket By the bright winter hearth. Yes, there's music everywhere— I cannot sing the whole— But this 1 feel and /rmuc. There’s music in the Soul. There’s “music ’mong the spheres.” The ■■Morning Stars do sing;” And “unto the Lamb of God Loud Hosannas ring.” lone Valley, Mur. 26th, 1857. The World ia Bright Before Thee. The world is bright before thee, Us summer Mowers are thine ; Its calm blue sky is o'er thee Thy bosom, virtue's shrine ; Ami thine the sunbeam given To nature's morning hour, Pure, warm, ns when from heaven It hursts from Eden's bower. There is u song of sorrow— Tlie death-dirge of the gay—• That tells, ere dawn of morrow, Those charms may fade away ; The sun’s bright beams tie shaded, The sky be blue no more, The summer Mower be faded, And youth s warm promise o'er. Believe it not, though lonely Thy evening home may be, Though beauty’s bark can only Float on a summer sea ; Though Time thy bloom is stealing, There's still beyond his art The wild-flower w reath of feeling— The sunbeam of the heart. JVrillen for the Volcano Weekly Ledger. THE FATAL CARD. A TRUE TALK —BY FLINT LOCK, ESQ. INFORMATION WANTED— of Percival Leonard. I wlio when lust heard from, was mining near Volcano in the summer of 1H54. Address, Mrs. Rachel Leonard, Covington, Ky. Reader, how often have notices, similar to the above, met yonr eye? Did you ever, on reading one, let yonr mind’s eye range over the field of the past to which it was an open gateway ? The days of long, anxious watch ing with the keen eyes of affection for some missive of intelligence from the one whose name is ever coupled with terms of endear ment which precedes the nights of deep an guish, when the heart refuses to he comforted and seeks for hope when there is no hope; cannot be mi a-ured by the common modes, for then truly “ a day is us a yetr.” Yet this, and more, is all endured before that last re sort, an advertisement in the papers, is taken advantage of us a straw in the sea of despair. Let us trace out the subject of the above no tice and see whether the desired information had bet er be given, or who tier the fate of Percival Leonard should still remain a mys tery to his friends. And here, a word to you, renders; what I am telling you is true in every particular save in the names of the parties. In the winter of ’53 I became acquainted, in Sun Francisco with Percival Leonard.— He was a young man of very prepossessing appearance, and of excellent habits. No intoxicating drinks entered his lips, and the gambling mania, so prevalent there at that day, had passed over him nor contaminated him in the least with its destroying miasma. Both of ns were engaged in the same busi ness, at small salaries, and boarded together at the same house. Congeniality of tastes attracted us to each other and 1 was the more in love witli him, (so to express a strong attachment,) for the affection he evinced to to his kindred in the Atlantic Stales. His mother, who was a widow, he spoke of with VOLCANO, AMADOR COUNTY, CAL., SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL 11, 18.V7. a reverential love, while bis brothers nnd sis ters occupied a high place in his warm heart. On receiving letters from home, and that was not seldom, his large black eyes would dilate with pleasure as he perused their affectionate pages. Often have I sat and scanned bis features, when, with his dark glossy hair thrown back from his intellectual forehead, I could see the veins swell and his manly chest heave with emotion, as he thought of the dear ones who waited so impatiently for his return. The spring came, nnd with it bright hope to both of ns. Sparing with our funds, to the neglect of many comforts, in order that we might the sooner obey the mandats of friends, to “come home” soon; we had ac cumulated quite a handsome sura; which was left for safety in the hands of onr employer. The gains of the summer we hoped would enable us to face our relatives with reliance. I knew that Percival was the more anxious one to embark on the homeward voyage, for he had confided to me a secret that there was one, not related to him by blood, upon whom he doated with all the fervor of a first love, and who returned his affections with a true woman’s warmth and earnestness. Her miniature he wore next his heart and when he showed it to me, I wondered not at his preference; for her dimpled cheek, gracefully curved lips, arching brows, auburn hair and expressive eyes, told plainly of the love liness within. Her letters to him, were no namby-jmmby, sentimental nothings; but over flowed with genuiue richness of thought and showed a cultivated mind. I will not. say that I envied him the treasure he possessed in her love, for then I —, but no matter, I will not burden you with my hopes, or fears, or perhaps, my disappointments, but follow in the tortuous path of young Leonard. Full was at hand, and Percival and myself had already fixed on the day that was to bear us from the shores of the golden land to that bourne where stood happiness in her fes tal robes beckoning us to her bowers. For w bat mortal flows the stream of life in one unbroken current of pleasure ? Cer tainly not for myself nor those with whom I have been connected. One morning on going to the house where we were engaged ;to our surprise, we saw ns we approached that the doors had not yet been opened. The keys were always carried by the treasurer of the establishment, who here tofore had been prompt in opening the house ready for business before our arrival. We waited for some time and he came not. Our employer at length arrived, and seeing the state of affairs, went at once to the rooms of the treasurer, but to his astonishment he had not been there the night before and no tidings of him could be gained. Obtaining a me chanic the doors were forced open, when, from the appearance of things, the thought burst upon our employer that the treasurer had ab sconded, and such was the case; carrying with him all the available funds of the house. Suffice it to say that we lost the entire amount due us, leaving us with scarcely a hundred dollars each. LENITA Here at once were all onr bright hopes of soon realizing onr fondest wishes dashed to the ground ; and the airy castles, steadily erected with their beautiful courts, and grate ful balconies and towering domes, fell, at this stroke of misfortune, in ruins, never again to resume their hormonions proportions. To go horn then, was impossible. What were we to do ? After vainly endeavoring to obtain remunerative employment, we de termined to leave the city before our means were exhausted, and try the mines, where so many had amassed their fortunes. Circumstances directed us to the vicinity of Volcano ; where certainly we hud but lit tle reason to complain of our success, when compared to that of the majority of our neigh bors. In the spring of’ss, when the water failed ns, we had each about four hundred dollars. With this we could have reached onr homes in the east; but the idea of re turning empty handed was revolting to the pride of us both. For a few days we lingered around onr old camp, loth to leave our claim, and unsettled in resolve. One evening, Leonard alone strolled into one of the many gambling saloons in the town, where the tempting piles of coin, and huge nuggets were displayed to bail the look er-on. He stood for an hour watching the busy game, and saw thousands change hands in the time. Others won, and why should not he ? And then, if he could only double the amount he possessed, he could return to his friends at least us well off as when he left them to seek his fortune in this fickle clime. Ue saw that as otteu as the ace of diamonds wns one of the curds laid out in the frame, (monte,) it continually won. lie determin ed several times to place Lis purse upon the card the next time it came, but his innate sense of the wrong of {rambling prevented.— Vet he was too fascinated to leave. lie that parleys with vice must expect to be over thrown in the argument. Leonard still watched the game. Ilis evil genius whisper ed in his ear “if the lucky card comes again, he no longer a fool.” It came, and no soon er was it upon the table than Leonard placed his purse containing his entire funds upon it. He stands in breathless anxiety, awaiting the turn. The bets are all made, the cards arc turned, one is drawn from the pack, and —Percival Leonard is penniless,—the ace of diamonds had lost. We met at the cabin that night, and he told me all before we had retired to our beds. 1 saw a strange coldness in his manner, and knew that remorse was feeding on his heart’s inmost tendrils. Forbearing to even chide him for his folly, I told him he could still share with me, and I had no doubt we would never miss what he had lost. Without eith er accepting or rejecting my offer he retired, and so did I. Having been up rather late, I slept more than usually sound, and did not awake till a lute hour in the morning ; and then Leonard was gone. The following letter was all the explana tion 1 had of his intentions. He left it on the table. “Dear F—You will not hear from me again soon. Never tell my folks of the man ner of my leaving. 1 have borrowed ten dol lars of you. Farewell.” PERCIVAL. I could gain no trace of him. For three mouths 1 watched the Post Office, but he never seut for the letters directed to him, and they were finally sent off as “dead letters.” I did not give him up as lost, yet in the course of a year 1 had ceased to expect to again meet him. During that time I had undergone many of the vicissitudes of a miner’s life in Califor nia ; and one beautiful day in the spring of ’56 1 arrived at the county seat of one of our southern counties in quest of diggings. I had no sooner stepped from the stage coach than 1 learned that there was to be a criminal exe cuted there that afternoon. 1 have ever hud a horror for hanging ; not that I am opposed to capital punishment in all eases, yet 1 could not hear the idea of see ing a human being hung up like a dog witli ttiousanus of unpitying, morbid fellow crea tures reveling in the scene. For a time 1 had no thought of going near the scaffold ; hut as the last moments allowed the doomed man were drawing to a close, I found myself, against my will, drawing near the place of execution. As 1 approached the crowd of spectators, the criminal was just closing his remarks to the last ones to whom he was to speak on earth. As I caught the outlines of Ids features, I was rooted to the spot. 1 could not he mistaken, it was my former partner, Percival Leonard ! Before 1 recovered self-possession the fatal word had been spoken and he swung from this world into eternity a blackened and pol luted corpse. I staggered bfl( k to the town, and for a week was unconscious of passing event; , The shock was too much even for my harden ed sensibilities. Leonard had not told his real name, while he was in custody. On the scaffold he trac ed his career in crime from his first bet at cards. Was he guilty ? A jury of his peers, im partially selected and under all the solemni ties of an oath, had pronounced him gcii.ty nf mchiier ! and that too for money. Who shall write the sufferings of that fail one who still waits, and pines in loneliness ; her young affections blighted, and she, by the conventionalities of society, cut off from all words of comfort ? Who shall give the grief stricken mother information of her son ? Not I. Surely that card was fatal to more than Percival Leonard. Volcano, April 6th 1857. The Prince Woronzoff, who died a few weeks since, was the richest man in Russia. Of Ins property in castles, town houses, es tates, money and jewels, no accurate idea can be formed; but some estimate of his wealth may lie obtained from the fact that he had 60,000 adult male slaves or serfs. Better that we should err in action than wholly refuse to perform. The storm is much better than the calm, as it declares the prescm-e of a living principle. Stagnation is something worse than death, it is corrup tion also. The Sabbath. TV institution of tin; Sabbath, wVtVr re garded ns of linmniijjiolicy or divine command, is one of the most beautiful and blessed in heritances of man. It is a divinity in its ad aptation to the material necessities of the race—ns a day of rest on which to refresh the wearied energies of our physical nature— but its higher divinity lies in the divorce it brinps to the spirit from the pursuit and care of temporal and corrnptinp things; leading it to a clearer and nearer contemplation of God, its relations with tlie immaterial, and its des tiny beyond this fleetinp life. Its periodical frequency prnsps the soul in firm bonds, and hemming it around with associations in unison with his aeknowledped sacredness, has done more to discipline the mind, and purify the heart to society, than all the problems of proud and shift inp philosophy. Like the sublime lessons of Christ, the Sabbath contains the profpundest proofs of its oripin in the wisdom and goodness of (jod, in its common acceptance by men, and the fullness of satisfaction it gives to his body and soul lonpinps. Between nations and ra ces who observe, and those who do not ob serve the Sabbath, there is drawn aline, on the opposite border of which, alike, rest the evidences of its beauty and beneficence. On the side of the Sabbath arc civilization, in telligence, industry, art, science, peace and plenty —man elevated truly and nobly in the imape of God. On the other side are barba rism, ignorance, superstition, war and misery —man degrading the image of God. The Sabbath is not arbitrary nor conven tional. The more intellipently it is observed, the more necessary, harmonious and beauti ful it appears; and its temporal economy, however great, becomes secondary and insig nificant, contrasted witli its spiritual good.— Let any man—let any philosopher contem plate the obliteration of the Sabbath, and he boid what a scene society must soon present. Philosophy, as the readers of the paper are aware, tried the experiment once, with one of the most intelligent and philosophical of nations, and the result of the trial taught the world that man, cut loose from the Sabbath, is cut loose from God. It is by the accept ance and true appreciation of the blessings God has given to man—and the Sabbath is as manifestly one as is the light or air of heaven—that man comes into close commu nion with God. Atheism itself, denying God, has, through its highest apostles, eulogized the institution of the isabbuth, and confessed that human wisdom could not have conceived of a more beneficent ordination. Let the Sabbath, then, be cherished and reverenced in all the saeredness given to it by divine command, and thrown around it by the ex amples of the most illustrious of our race. Dangerous Curiosity.— An accident which, though comic enough, might easily have had a tragical ending, occurred the other day at Madame Tn -aud's Exhibition. A medical student who, examining the guillotine in the Chamber of Horrors, took into his head that the sort of yoke which fits down on the shoulders of the criminal to hold him in his place, would not be sufficient to confine a person who struggled. His curiosity on this point led him to watch till the place was empty, and actually put himself in, letting dow n the yoke. He soon found that he was quite unable to lift it, and it at. once flashed across liis mind, that the sharp axe which was sus|Kimled over his neck could not tie very firmly fixed or it would not full (as it does) with a touch. He was afraid to strug gle lest the shaking should bring it down and at once deposite his head in the basket of sawdust below him, into which his eyes were of necessity steady looking Having stayed some time in this plight, he was overjoyed to hear the approach of a visitor, whom he sup phautly implored to release him, ‘l’m thinking,’ said the gentleman (a Scotch visitor of the metropolis) to his wife, “I'm thinking he must be hired to show how the thing acta, and 1 think we’d better not interfere.” t?o the luckless student was left till M. Tusaud came in, and made fust the axe before releasing him. The axe has been removed uud laid by the side to prevent future accidents. —London 11 tekiy Register. A Canard.— The last hoax of the season is one which some farceur has just played off m a Paris newspaper. The journal gravely publishes a letter from the south ot France, recounting how a young musician of wonder ful power had just arrived from the United States. Somehow the Unit' 1 States always figures in tales of the “extraordinary.” The “instrument” on which the genius played, ac cording to the Pays correspondent, was a cage of ducks of various sizes and descrip tions. An electric wire was attached to each goslin, ami the music was produced by a bat tery, operated upon in such a manner us to make the ducks quack forth the notes ! The letter closed with the announcement that, on the previous night the ducks had broken out of their cage, attacked their ec centric proprietor in his bed, and eaten him up alive ! This ridiculous story is now going the rounds of the French press. It certainly heats the railroads and revolvers in the Geor gia affair quite hollow. Sbakspearf. was (ici'foriaing the part of a king in one of his plays. The theatre was small, and Queeu Elizabeth’s box was on one side of the stage. Uy accident or design, the Queen’s glove fell upon the stage, right at Sliakspeare's feet, while* iu the middle of one ot his harangues. The poet king instantly slopped — -Here will we pause, aud straight pick up our sister's glove.” So saying, with great dignity, he present ed the glove to the queen, who received it with good humor, uud thunders of applause, of course, from the entire house. [ NUMBER 25. Signing the Pledge. Romo where abont here, writes a Southern correspondent, lives a small farmer, of such social habits that his coming home intoxica ted was no unusual thing His wife urged him in vain to sign the pledge. “Why, you see,” he would say, "I'll sign it after awhile, but I dont like to break right off at once ;it ain’t wholesome. The best way always is to get used to a thing by degrees, you.” " Very well, old man,” his helpmate would rejoin, “see now if you don’t fall into a hole one of these days, while you can’t take care of yourself, and nobody near to take you out.” Rare enough, ns if to verify the prophecy, a couple of days after, returning from a glo rious frolic, the old fellow reeled info his own well, and after a deal of useless scrambling, shouted lor the “light of his eyes” to come and help him out “ Didn’t 1 tell yon so ?” said the good soul,’ showing her cap trill over the edge of the parapet ;"you’ve got into a hole at lust and it’s only lucky I’m in hearing, or yon might have been drowned, you old dog you 1 Well,” she continued alter a pause, letting down the bucket, “take bold.” And up he came, higher at each turn of the windless, until the old lady’s grasp slip ping from the handle, down he went to the bottom again. This occurring more than once, made the temporary occupant of the well suspicious. “ Look here,” he screamed in a fury at the last splash, “you’re doing that on purpose—l know you are 1” “ Well, now, I am,” responded his “old woman,” tranquilly, while winding him up once more. “ Don’t you remember telling me it’s best to get used to a thing by degrees? I’m afraid if 1 was to bring you right up on a sudden, you wouldn’t find it wholesome 1” The old fellow could not help chuckling at her application of his principle, and protested he would sign the pledge on the instant if she would lift him fairly out. This she did, and packed him off to “swear in,” wet as ho was. “ For you sec,” she added very emphatic ally, “if you ever fall into the well again, I’ll leave you thar—l will I” Dying Words oe Great Men.—John Q. Adams —It is the best death. Bonaparte—True Dareno. Byron—l must sleep now. Mary of Scots —Lord Jesus receive my sold. Mozart—You spoke of refreshment, my Amelia —take my last note, sit down to my piono here, sing them with the hymn of your sainted mother, let me hear once more those notes which have so long been my solacement and delight. Hayden—God preserve the Emperor. Haller—The heart ceases to beat. Jefferson —1 resign my soul to God, and my daughter to my country. Robert Burns—Don't let that awkward squad lire over ray grave. Sir Walter Scott—l feel as if I were to be myself again. Madame de Steel—l have loved my God, my father and liberty. A young parson lost his way in the forest, and it being vehemently cold and rainy, ho hapjieiied upon a poor cottage, and desired a lodging or hay loft to stay in, ami some tiro to warm him. The man told him that he and his wife had but the one bed, and if he pleas ed to lay with them he should be welcome.— The parson thanked him, and kindly accept ed it. In the morning the man rose to goto market, and meeting some of his neighbors he fell to laughing. They asked what made him so merry about the mouth? “Why” says he, “1 can’t help but think how ashamed the parson will be, when he awakes, to find hiiuselt, alone in bed, with my wife 1 Demise oe an Ancient Paper.— The Utica Daily G zette, dating back to 1786 in its weekly issue, and, generally, one of the ablest us well as oldest papers in Uueiila county, has ceased to exist The Gazette was a federal, national republican, whig paper, down to 1853, w hen it passed into democratic hands. Last summer it was sold to the Know .Noth ings, which has proved the death of it very speedily. Tigers in Florida.— A gentleman residing on the St. John River Florida, recently kill ed an old tigress and two half grown tigers, near his door. He also came in sight of tho male tiger but was afraid to shout him.— Tne tigress measured eleven feet six inches from the tip of the nose to the end of the lad, and would have weighed between three and four hundred jiouuds. An Eminent modern writer beautifully says ; “The louudatiou of domestic happi ness is faith in the virtue of women. The foundation of political happiness, a confidence in the integrity of man. Tho foundation of all happiness, temporal and eteruul—reliance on the goodness of God” A Spiritual newspaper culled the Telegraph publishes a poem purporting to be from the spirit of a boy ten years old, without the editor’s, perceiving it to bo an acrostic, the first letters of each line composing this remark: “Thegreatest ass is the greatest Spiritualist.” A man out west who owns a large farm, says lie stacks all the hay he can out of do'ors and puts the rest in the burn. Ephraim, of the Boston Star, says, that young ladies who good offers of mar riage, are too “ AVmg by half.” , - » A restlessness in men’s minds to lie some thing they are not, and have something they have not, is the root of all immorality.