The Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1846-1852, 1849-01-26
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A Journeyman TailOr's Dream about Gold
Hunting,


A Journeyman Tailor's Dream about Gold
Hunting.
To tie Editor ofMe Boston Courier:
SIR-The moment read in the news.
papers about the "carats fine" aud lhe
fifteen millions, flung down my lapbosrd
and exclaimed. Mature never meant me
for journeymau tailor.-Ill join the
Califolnians and get gold by the bushels
in the pulling of a slitch!" No sooner
said then done. caught up a piece of
chalk and fell to calculating how far the
sale ofmy old shoes under the hammer,
would gotoward raising the three hun
dred dollars for an outfit, and how much
| should borrow to make up the sum.
went TO bed full of the most glorious
anticipations--gold, gold, gold, instead of
list, ,selvage and remnant, filled the cavity
of my pericranium. Instead of saying
my prayers, ! repeated the words "Sacra-
mento, Amen!' as many times as | was
able. They seemed equalto "open Sc
same and worthy to become the Ave
Mary of all gold hunters. was counting
my ten fingers to estimate how many
pounds of the virgin metal would buy me
the best house in Bacon street, when l
fell asleep and dreamed dream.
And as John Bunyan says, al saw in
my dream, and behed nine" tailors of us
we're gold bitten and gold smitten, and
embarked in huge clam shell for Cali.
fornia. stood aft and steered with an
enormous tea spoon, and Tom Bobbin
kept watch in the bows to look out for
squalls.-We had fair weather sailing,
not unusual in dreams. Presently we
made head-land, and saw flock Of
gulls perched on gigantic BARRIERS pole
twenty leagues long. knew this to be
Cape Horn, as well as if had been born
at the tip end of it, and Immediately
shaped my course into the Pacific Ocean,
giving the sails good fulr' under q
brisk "sou- wester." 2 4'at
In less time than yon could stitch but.
toni hole, we made St. Francisco light.
What do you think it was? A magnif.
cent rainbow of solid gold, spanning the
bay like legs of the Rhodian Colossusl
There could be no mistake in the land
fall. As we neared the shole shoal OF
porpo;ses came swimming around us, ev'
cry one with gold ring in his nose, ep'
aulette of the biigadier size on both fins
aud huge bob of gold lace nt'his tail!
May never ship broadcloth again, buI
| was readyto jump out of my skin al
the sight. However, this was cakes ant
gingerbread to what followed. Achange
came DER the spirit ofmy dream. and We
were sailidg Up the Sacramento. The
banks were covered with trees full o
golden pippins:the birds that sung among
the branches we're all gold fnches; tn,
flowers that boomed on the turf were the
brightest marigolds, aud the very eel
grass of the Sacramento clam-Aats wal
nothing less than gold-threadl Whole
herds of golden guines-pigs were run
ming along the shore. s9ueaking for some
body 10 pick them up. and coin them in
to circulating medium. Troops of foxes
were scsmpering overthe hills, every one
with golden tail as long as the grea
comet-There was not paltry silver
grew among them. All was gold tha
lelisteued. "Now," exclaimed l TO my
self "ihis beats Ann street and making
trousers" .ls5.s
! A change came Ger the spirit Of m!