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THE 1(0 IE OF Ml CHOICE.
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’Ti» not in thc>i can’s briny deep,
Where mermaics songs lull the Wives asleep ;
Not there, not here would I cede hr my home.
To dost o’er the bounding wavdotiulonc ;
The waters would drink all the tea i that 1 slud,
Then dance on their way as my Irig't hopes lied.
'Tie not in tlo where pale flowers bloom,
Wbeiie tali tn ■ gc e’en se.nligl ' th gloom ;
’1 were better „ at as the birds di*s sea,
Than linger w | untight iiuu o. tube;
Fir I know th i. wayward horn i Id rebel,
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’T not r fo.idly lot*! (>me f ury birth,
ugh the •,)' 11 ms I'ai'etf i .cani) on earth ;
h i m unm’ liml. with a | ainBw sigh,
1 1 • r bit 1 1 sh mosd ti die!
V y homo is no castle in the air. *
1 hat rises high when the w ind lilovtifair.
Is fa; 1 e star-gemmed ak;
A thin veils!.’., Is its charms from le eve ;
1 till angel forms ire hovering m»r
{s,y saddest, loiieliest hours to ebecr
p, whci i< ■:i •. n g spirit is free,.
" he home ui my choice will be read for pie !
“.Host I Leave Tliee, Paadise.”
lit EGLANTINE.
"Must 1 leaie thee, Paradise 1”
Thus tpok the gentle Eve,
As from her desstd Eden homo,
She took lef mournful leav
With agony f heart and brm
She gazed ipon the wild
Where she mist make her che rl.ss home”
Eden’s oncehappy child!
“ Oh ! must Ileave thee, Partdise 1”
Vuain that mournful ory,
And every leaf and blossom thrilled
To her dees sonny ;
For hi'-si uiomei n
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f'Wp. v d in gi( re,
i j_ „.,i m - main i
1 from the gate she »adlj came,
h mournful step Md slow
1 eauteous head her beast
red in despairing woe ;
y heaving heart and quiverng lip
•i stood upon ti* c
> hoard lit 1 ' ® (len C09C
ion her banished child !
r leased Eden home had I,
-i here flowers of beauty gw,
V ere my young sisters rein time smiled,
vnd God was w ith ns ton ;
) r in our mother's earnest-toe
Such holy words were given
That silently we caught each reath,
And knew it came from Ilmen 1
JJut now, afar from Paradise,
In mourt'fulness I roam,
Jf yeLpg upon gohlen hotm
Thai Messed my happy horn —
A stranger in the wilderness,
Al > exile in the wild,
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THE TRINITY JOURNAL.
■’he influence exerted by a good family
] i,er in a home circle is almost incalculable.
< ie of tbc first duties of a parent is to make
tyme happy: to combine, if possible, umuse
njent with instruction, and there is no surer
way of doing this than by supplying the fire
side with a good family paper. In such a
paper there should be food for every mind,
in each stage of development. Politics and
polemics, every jarring topic should be rigid
ly excluded from its columns. It should be
national, not sectional, and cosmopolitan in
spirit. It should reflect, as fur as space will
allow , the busy movement of the great world,
with glimpses of its poetry, as well as its
reality. The day has gone by when a rigid
severity debarred the young from those en
joyments which a true culture of the imagi
nation supplies. The interesting tale, the
absorbing romance, are now found to exert
happy influences, when mingled with the dis
cussion of graver themes. Such a paper,
various in its contents, with illustrations of
the scenery and visible objects of which it
treats, is a welcome and reliable addition,
we will not suy to home luxuries, but to
home comforts. It suggests topics of con
versation; it provokes in the young an in
<|uiriuj spirit, it adds insensibly to their
stores ■ information, without coming in the
severe g uise of a teacher. 11 satisfies—if its
scope be broad and liberal enough—the
yearning* fur travel which many entertain
who can never have those longings gratified.
In a word, such a family paper proves a
family friend; and the failure to receive their
accustomed weekly sheet would be regarded
by hundreds of thousands in this country as
a positive calamity.— Ballou's Pictorial.
W'e wonder if it lias struck anybody, as it
has ourselves, tliat the race of fat men—
those personifications of jolity and good
cheer—is becoming, if not become, extinct.
We have fat Durham oxen, and fat Suffolk
pig*, whose obesity is stimulated by premi
ums and public applause ; but in what con
dition is the nobler animal, man ? Havo
the high prices of beef and flour anything
to do with it ? Or, do we think t \> much,
,- ? When the illu-trous
Kossuth first looked upon the living repre
sentativ' of Yankee land, he exclaimed :
•• Mine uutt ! vat an Indelligent licotiles !”
11 is propensity to flat tar, even could not in
duce him to add, against the truth, “ how
fat !” Now we have a weakness for fat
people : a weakness shared by our friend,
Julius Casar. That excellent gentleman
remarks, (seeShakspcare, ‘ moaning Mill’):
“ Let ine have men about me that arc tut,
Sleek-headed men, amt such as sleep
Yond’ Cassius has a lean and hungry look,
lie thinks too much—such men are dangerous.”
Rather than the “ lean and hungry” Cas
sius, give us such a man as the “ fat kuight,”
honest Sir John FalstatT. “ He carves out
his jokes as lie would a capon or a haunch
of venison, where there is cut and come
again ; and lavishly pours out on them the
oil of gladness, llis tongue drops fatness,
and in the chambers of ids brain “ it suows
of meat and drink.” JIc keeps up perpetu
al holiday and open house, and we live with
ldm in a round of invitations to a rump and
dozen.”
Who ever heard of a fat man stealing au
umbrella? or robbing «• or a
dotJiesdine ? or committing a murder, or ma
king a long speech ? Depend upon it, they
are the safest men living ; aud the reason w hy
so many rogues are about is that the a\ er
age weight of our degenerate race is about
140, instead of ‘200, as it ought to be. Let
us have more fat men by all means, even if
turkeys are twenty cents a pound ! Bal
lou's Paper.
What is a Mormon ?— A Mormon is a
living paradox ; lie says grace before a cotil
lion, swears in his sermons, selects his text*
indifferently from the Bible, the book of
Mormon, an Almanac, or the 1 residents
Message, and is perpetually quarrelling for
the sake of peace. His religion is a jo c,
and he makes the best story-teller a chief of
the quorum. He assumes the dignities, ut
has n«t the slightest respect for them ; and
the effect of his piety is apparent!) to put
him on a level with the greatest reprobates
of the timo. In short, he is the latter-day
saint; or, in other words, the last one you
would think of calling n saint.
j&grUatred and vengeance are very dit
fereut sentiments; one is that of little .muds
the other the effect of a law to winch great
souls arc obedient. God avenges and does
uot hate. Hatred is the vice of narrow
Ik ,l*yr«d tt with .11 tMr
1 mrt. H «- x. of b.* irrmm.
DEVOTTCD TO THE INTEIa OF TRINITY COUNTY.
WEAYERVILLE. TRINITY COUNTY. CAL., SATURDAY MORNING, JANUARY 26, 1856.
A FAMILY PAPER.
r A T M K A .
A new remedy roK Tii f. Piles. — From mo
tives of delicacy we withhold the name of
i the estimable young lady who inquired at
the apothecary shop* for a derrick. The clerk
! was sadly puzzled, until she explained that
she had read in the papers how a derrick
had been successful in the removal of piles,
and that she thought she should like to try
one ! The clerk was wicked enough to re
fer her to a railroad contractor for the ar
ticle.
4@“llenry Ward Beecher says : —“ I do
not lecture for the sake of high prices, but
I have demanded high prices that I might
get rid of importunities for lectures far be
yond my ability to meet.”
Smart. —“ Bobby, what is the highest lat
itude known ?”
“ The highest latitude know n is that which
Bill Jones allows to his feelings when he’s
waltzing with our Kate.”
It is unnecessary to say that Bobby was
immediately marched off to bed.
ftarThe old adage that “ you should not
count your chickens before they are hatch
ed,” has been thus rendered by a professor
of etiquette : “ The producers of poultry
should postpone the census of their juvenile
fowls, until the period of incubation is ful
ly accomplished.”
“ Charley, where’s your father ?”
I don’t know, mother, but I guess lie’s
gone over to Deacon Bilberry's pasture af
ter his black sheep, kase I seed the Wldder
Higgins going over that way.”
Charley caught a licking before breakfast
next morning.
Eider, will you have a drink of ci
der ?” inquired a farmer of an old temper
ance man, w ho was spending the evening ut
his house.
“ No, thank you,” said the old man, “ I
never drink liquor of any kind, especially ci
der—but if you call it apple juice, 1 don’t
care if I do take a little”
jsjyA Western publisher lately gave no
tice that he intended to spend fifty dollars
for the purpose of getting up “ a new head”
for his paper. The next day one of his sub
scribers dropped him the following note ;—
“ Don’t do it. Better keep the money and
buy a “ new head” for the editor.”
Constructive Inserts.—A word often pus
ses for a blow in polite society, will’ll the in
tention is to bring on a deadly encounter. —
“ Consider yourself horse-whipped,” says a
Bobadil who is fishing for a challenge. An
irritable gentleman, at table, one time, ex
claimed to a quieter antagonist, “ consider
yourself struck, sir.” “ Consider yourself
killed,” was the rejoinder.
*SrTo diminish envy, let us consider not
what odiers possess, but what they enjoy ;
mere riches may be the gift of lucky acci
dent or blind chance, but happiness must be
the result of prudent preference and ration
al design.
Friday not an Unlucky Day. —This day,
vhieli lias been so long superstitiously regard
id as a day of ill-omen, lias been an cvent
ul one in American history, us will be seen
>y the following :
On Friday, Christopher Columbus sailed
in his great voyage of discovery ; on Fri
day lie, though unknown to himself, discov
red the continent of America. On Friday,
leury III. of England, gave to .John Cu
iot his commission, which led to the discov
ery of North America. On Friday, Ft. Au
gustine, the oldest town in the United 'States,
vas founded. On Friday, the May Flower,
vitli the Pilgrims, made the harbor of Prov
ucetown, and on the same day they signed
hat august compact, the forerunner of the
ireseut Constitution. On Friday, George
Washington was born. On Friday, Bunker
Hill was seized and fortified. On Friday,
lie surrender of Saratoga was made ; and
m Friday the surrender of Cornwallis at
Turk tow n occurred, the crowning glory of
.he American arms. On Friday, the mo
tion was made in Congress that the L nited
Colonies were, and of right ought to be,
free and independent. Americans surely
need not be afraid of Friday.
JtoUAmong other wants which uppeur in
the New York Ue.rnUI, is the following :
“ Wanted —A thoroughly moral and pi
ous female domestic, whose conduct and char
acter will Irear the strictest investigation.—
Fhe must Wof Mormon principles, and
have received the seal of the Prophet ’
flgrThe editor of an Eastern paper says
that many of his patrons would made good
whH lmr*'’”. thev hold beck *o wHl !
M K N.
God give us Men ! A time like this demands
Strong minds, great hearts, true (kith and ready
hands ; —
Men whom the lust of office does not kill ;
Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy ;
Mi n who possess opinion and a will ;
Men who hare honor—men w ho will not lie j—
Men who can stand before a demagogue,
And damn his treacherous flatteries without wink
ing :
Tall men, gnu-crowned, who live above the fog
In public duty and private thinking.
For while the rabble with their thumb-worn creeds,
Their large professions and their little deeds,
Mingle in selfish strife, lo ! FrrkpoM weeps,
Wrong rules the laud, and waiting JrsTirK sleeps.
The Fashionable Church. —That whited
sepulchre, the whited church, in which lie
rotting; nil the truest ami noblest impulses of
the human heart, is n theme for every pure
minded satirist of the day. No inattef
where it may stand, it is detested by the
populace. Its saeredness has vanished in
the light of reason, and error cannot much
longer find a Sebastopol within its holy walls.
The people have been led through the dark,
by the blind, long enough. Now, they w ant
to see for themselves—and see they will—
for the torches are being brought in, and old
superstition is trembling with dread. But
read the following from the pen of the true
hearted, keen-eyed, Fanny Fern: “you enter
the church porch. The portly sexton, with
his thumbs in the arm-holes of his vest, meets
you nt the noor. He glances at you; your
hat and coat are new, so ho graciously es
corts you to an eligible seat in the broad
aisle. Close behind you follows a poor, meek,
plainly clad seamstress, reprieved from her
tread mill round, to think one duy in the
seven of the immortal! The sexton is struck
with sudden blindness. She stands embar
rassed one moment, then as the truth dawns
upon her, retraces her steps, and with a
crimson blush, re-erosses the threshold, which
she lmd profaned with her plebiun feet.—
Hark to the organ 1 It is a strain from
“Norma,” slightly Sabbathized. Now the
worshippers one after another glide in—silks
rattle—plumes wave—satins glisten—-dia
monds glitter—and scores of forty dollar
handkerchiefs shake out their perfumed
odors 1 VVInit absurdity to preach the gos
pel of the lowly Xazuritc to such a sea! —
'Hie clergyman knows no better than to do
so. lie values his fat salary and handsome
parsonage too highly. So with a velvety
tread he walks all around the ten aomnmnd
ments—places the downiest pillow under the
dying profligate’s lieud—and ushers him with
seraphic hymning into an upper ten heaven.”
— G'olden Era ,
PllOYEIHJlAL PHILOSOPHY.
Other persons were born about the same
time as thyself, and hate been growing up
eversince as well as thou. Therefore be not
proud.
Preserve few secrets from thy wife ; for
if she discover them she will grieve, not that
thou hast kept from her thy secrets, but thy
confidence.
Yet confidence may be misplaced, and
when thou goest out, do not go in thin pat
ent leather boots, simply because the pave
ment before thine own door has dried..
The girl who is.destined to be thy wife,
although now unknown to thee, is sure to be
living somewhere or other. Hope, therefore
that she is quite well, and otherwise think
politely about her.
Educate thy children, lest one of these
fine days they educate thee in a school with
no vacations.
A traveler, journeying wisely, nmy learn
much. Yet much muy be learned by him
who stays at home.
Heat expands things, and therefore in hot
weather the days are lengthened. Moral
heats sometimes expand the mind, but they
lend not to the lengthening of thy days.
Cool things are used to cure fever, yet
the over coolness of a friend’s act w ill throw
thee into a heat.
If thy heart is in the Highlands, it is not
here.
Virtuous love is wholesome. Therefore
be virtuous, to make thyself worthy of sell
love. Not of course that thou art thereby
prevented from loviDg somebody else.
A stitch in time saves nine. If, there
fore, thou feclest one in thy side, he thank
ful, O friend.
Solomon knew several things, ullowing
for his age, but I could teach him a few oth
ers.—Punch.
tOr*Wanted, by a maiden lady, a “ local
habitation and a name.” The real estate
she is not particular about, so that the title
is good. The name she wishes to hand down
»v* pusieritv.
THE AMERICAN MILITIA.
As held in the estimation ot' John Hull,
Esq., No 1, first floor, Anglo Terrace* next
door to La Belle France. John Hull's Lou
don Telegraph, of Oct. 29th, says :
“ As to our being able to effect any mili
tary operations in a war with the United
States, that is a farce. We have now some
liftv thousand men in the Crimea, which
constitutes the larger portion of the rank
and file of the British army The Ameri
cans, Oti the contrary, possess the finest or
ganized militia in the world. Their rillemeii
are faultless. It is not too much to say
that, within one month of a declaration ot
hostilities, the Americans could, ami would,
muster an army of some live hundred thou
sand men on the British frontiers. And, al
though hastily summoned to arms, th*V
would not be raw recruits, as ours, hut well
trained soldiers, for each one, in the mhen
turings in the backwoods, has handled the
rifle with unerring aim ; bivouacked, winter
and summer, in the forest and the prairie ;
pioneers of the wilderness ! men inured to
danger and hardship—trained with the long
ritle in hand from earliest boyhood ; their
own commisafiat and engineers j at home in
every position—whether training the wild
Indian, or engaged in the bear or moose
hunt—on foot oron horseback—on the ‘log
cob'or in the canoe ; wild, determined, fear
less, wiry, up to every work ; each and every
one of whom considers himself to be Presi
dent or Coinmaiuler-in-Cliief—such would
form the rank and file of an army of bOO,-
000 down-Easters on our frontiers ; and
work well too. The Americans are peculiar
ly a military nation. They possess the qual
ifications for generalship, in which wc are
greviously deficient. There are hundreds
amongst them who could command an army
of invasion with the most brilliant genius.
They are fully up to their work as soldiers ;
and, as tacticians, they arc not one whit de
generated from their fathers who drove us
from the Union in 171(5, and combatted
with us in 1814. As to martial enthusiasm,
there in no bound to it. We are cold auc
phlegmatic ; the Americans fiery and ambi
tious. The fiituru of that people is to tie a
great military nation, which will sweep 'lie
Amcricun continents from Hudson’s Buy,
on the north, to Cape Horn, on the South,
and no nation can stay their destiny.
An American army would advance from
Maine into Ncw-Brunswiek, and St. John
and Fredericktou would fall without a blow.
Another army would simultaneously cross
tin; St. Lawrence, and invest Montreal and
Quebec. From New York State Kingston
and Toronto would be summoned to surren
der. The lakes would swarm with Ameri
can armed steamers. Bombard New York,
and the cities of (Jnuudu would be razed to
the ground. The knowledge of this fact
forms the strongest fortifications necessary
to protect the Atlantic cities. No power
wc huve in the Canadas, w ith all their loyul
inhabitants, could preserve them to us.—
They would be invaded at fifty points at
once, and in one great combined hiovcmebt
the Provinces w ould be wrested forever from
the mother country. So much for the com
mcneelticnt of the war—what would bo the
prospect of its termination '! The West I n
diu Islands and the Bcrinudus, one by one,
would fall to the Americans. Thus, our
trans-atluntic possession w ould be lost. Hu
ring this time Australia would improve up
on our difficulties, and it is not too much to
add that Tasmania would hoist the lone star
of independence. Our colonics lost to us in
the Atlantic and the Pucitlc, England would,
in truth, Imve achieved a grand success to
remunerate her for going to war about Cu
ba. We would impress this fact, upon our
readers. The declaration of hostilities with
the United States would sound the first
knell to England’s supremacy as a nation.—
Not only should we be worsted abroad, but
at home—in the general commotion of af
fairs which would follow—dynasties might
change, constitutions be overturned ; that
which is now below would rise uppermost,
and, in the frothing cauldron of our “ hell
broth,” things stranger might occur in the
world’s history thau the child assuming the
power and position once maintained by the
parent.”
Way-General Wolf, overhearing u young
officer say in a very familiar manner, ' Wolf
and I drank a bottie of wine together,’ said :
“I think you might say General Wolf.”—
“ No,” replied the subaltern, with happy
presence of mind, “ did you ever hear of
Gen. Achilles, or Gen. Ca>sar?”
Wag-Let friendship creep gently to a
height. If it rush to it, it may soon run it
«<*lf out of br»Ptb
THE Till I'D SOLDI EH.
" Sister, there is a strange men by the
well I” cried little Tbinctte.-
" 1 see—it is Only a soldier,” added the
•* *
aunt.
Sister Mariasighed. "My Francois irll*
u soldier,” she reflected. But this fcus a
grief of three years' standing, and though
she sighed, she found it possible to give tier'
mind an abrupt twirl to some other subject.
I here he sat by the well—-a travel-worn
And sun browned soldier. A patient, gem
tie man ; he seemed, too, as one that had
borne and suffered too ninny great hardships
and griefs to be lightly moved by tMles.
(’ourage and fortit ude render some men deli
mit and unbelieving—they had influenced
this man into kindness ntid silence.
l’ossibly the tutigUc of the day's journey
hail wearied him into apathy,'fut he gazed
on the parents and children earnestly yet
said nothing.
" A warm evening friend,” qtiotli the old
man. Marie said nothing, but gave him a
pitehcr tilled with fresh water, lie drank
eugcrly, and returned it, With thanks, still
gazing into her face with a steadfast, and
somewhat sad air.
You are married /” he inquired, yet in
a tone which gave no offence.
" No,” said Marie.
“ So pretty a girl never wants lovers,” re
marked the soldier to the parents. This !
was a compliment, but was conveyed with
such u tone of sombre wisdom, that the old
people nodded as if the cure himself had
spoken it.
“1 do not know whether 1 have a lover in
| the wide world,” replied Marie. And she
replied in a grat e tone. For a jesting con
1 versation on such a subject and with a stran
ger, this was the strangest manner of carry*
j ing it on.
‘‘Perhaps, then, you will be glad to hear
! of Pierre Basil,” said the soldier.
‘ lie is dead,” answered Marie, her eyes
filling with tears. “Why do you talk so?”
“Here the old gentleman, who posted be
hind Muria, had been intently scrutinizing
the stranger, winked to himself with un air
1 of satisfied sagacity, nodded, smiled dow n
wards with the right corner of his mouth,
and laid his hand on the shonl* •«
der. That touch said distinctly:
“Hush! keep still. Here’s something
coming off
“Not yet,” replied the soldier to Maria,
meaning that Pierre Basil was still ulive.—
“Not yet.” And looking iuteutly iu her
brown eyes, he added:
“Don’t you know me, Maria?”
There was no fainting or extravagant joy
manifested, Both had seen and suffered too
much lor that. But Maria clasped be#
arms around her old lover’s neck and
kissed him, and as her tearN ran down his
brown cheek she whispered:
“Pierre, I have always been, and always
will be thine.”
tteii"Two Irishmen, on landing in this
country nml sitting down to their first din
ner on shore, found on the table n dish of
prepared mustard, which neither of thriu hud
ever happened to meet before. One of them
took a spoonful at u venture, which ipiickly
brought a deluge of tears over his face.
“ What are you crying for?” a>ked his
companion.
“ J was eryirig at the recollect ihti of tny
poor father who was hung twenty years
ugo.”
The dinner proceeded, and soon the other
made a dip into the mustard, with a Sihiilur
result.
“ What are you crying for ?” tvuS the iu
cjuiry of his comrade.
“ I was crying because you was not hang
when yout father was.”
-
IW" W hat are you doing there, Jane ?”
“ Why, pu, I'm going to dye my doll's
pinafore red ”
“ Hut what nre you going to dye it with ?”
“ Boer, pa.”
“ Beer, child ! why who on earth told you
that beer would dye red ?”
“ Why, ma said yesterday that it was beer
that made your nose so red, and I thought
that ” '
“ lib !—ah !— !—here, Su*
san, take this chib*. ftp iy:4 !**
v.iii has bfen*
TeniMBBee, •
'loHuiw on tretfp'
moustache • r
every
the purp**
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