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VOLCANO WEEKLY LEDOER,
VOLUME 2. ]
jljc Volcano tUcckln Ccbgcr,
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
JACKSON, CALIFORNIA.
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ffice in Hale's lire proof building, up stairs, Main
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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
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Ih can be found at my office. Persons indebted
,0° "ell to call and settle.
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Notice.
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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.
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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.”
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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.