Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1850-09-05
MONTPELIER, VERNON


meets the eye. Multitudes here arenone The
richer for the mines. He who can sh.ke chest.
nuts from an exhaustless tree, won't tickle n.
bout the quantity he roasts.
MONTERREY SOCIETY IN coccEn nan
The gold mines have upset all social and do.
mestlc arrangements in Monterey the tnnster
has become his own servant, and the servant his
own lord. The millionaire is OBLIGED TO oroom
his own horse, and roll his wheelbarrow and
the Hidalgh-in whose veins flows the blood of
all the Corts-to clean his own boos HereIs
lady l., who las lived herd seventeen
years, the pride and ornamentof theplace, With
a broom stick in her jeweled hand And here
is lady B, with her aaghter-all the way
from" old Virginia" where they graced society
with their varied accomplishments-now float
ing between the parl9r and kitchen, and as much
at home in the one as the other And here is
lady S., whose cattle are onp thousand
hills, lifting, like Rachel Of old, het bucket of
water from the deep well! And here is Lady
M. T, whose honeymoon is Still full of
soft serephic light, unhouseling potato, and
the hen that laid the last egg. And here am /,
who have been man of some notein my day.
oafng on the hospitality of the good citizens,
and grateful for meal, though inAn Indians
wigwam. Why, is not this enough b make one
wish the gold mines were in the eaHh's flaming
centre from which they sprung? Out on this
yellow dust 1t is worse than the elders which
burned Pompei, for there, high and ow shared
the same fate.
THE ALcALDE DREAMS A DREAM.
l had come to the mines without pick but
this morning fell in with trader wlo had one
for sale his price was $40 in specie or $1S in
gold dust. gave him the specie; the pick
weighed about four pounds, was ofnde manu-.
facture, and without handle but this append.
age was readily supplied from the limb of an ASH
Thus accoulered, strobe down the ravine, rot
doubling but what should, before pight, strike
upon some deposite which would illmy pockets.
Passing groups who were engagedin digging
into this bank and that, fell in with a sailor.
whom | recognized as one of the msn who had
been honorabIy discharged from theSavanah.-
He was cropping about as if in quest Of some-
thing he had lost. "What is the mater, Jones ?'
| inquired; he -prung to his feet, gave me his
rough hand, and pointed to a cliff which over
hung the glen "Thcre on that cf9g,n said he
81 have been at work ever since thesseep of day
and got out several bits Of gold, adj one good
sized lump. put them in my tin3cup, when
striking away again, my pick glanced, struck the
cup, and knocked it, gold and all, half way a
cross this ravine ; and might as we'll hunt fo
a clam in the Pacific, as t3at gold, though i
was jewel of plece--the brightest have
seen here"
So laid down my pick, ascended the cliff
asccrt2ined as near as possible the direction ir
which the cup flew, and commenced the search
Every bunch of leaves, every hole and gulley
were examined, and the cup recovered, but tile
gold was not in it.
Fatigued threw myself into the shade of c
scrub oak, and went to sleep; but the gold o
poor Jones cleaned through my dreams. | saw
in that frantic realm, a small birch tree, bub
ling spring at its root, and in its fouAt piece o
gold. | seemed to know at the time it was only
dream still, the picture remained in my mint
so clear, so distinct, that on awaking identified
at glance the birch, and spriuging to its roots
found the little fount, and with hoe fetched u[
the piece of gold the same that had been lost
for none other cou'd answer so exactly to the
description which had been gwen 1t weighed
abont three ounces, but did not seem larger thar
the sparkling eye of the sailor, as placed 1t il
his hand They mey laugh who will at dreams
but now and then some Sybi leaf floats through
them. tried to dream again where gold nigh
be found; saw plenty of birch trees and foun
tains, but never discovered an ingOt in either.