The Sierra citizen., 1854-11-18
Log Cabins.

Log Cabins.
From our own experience we know that
during the long winter nights the miner
will get lonesome, and weary of the 81
lence unbroken even by the cricket in the
hearth. Something must be had to read;
he wearies of watching the sparks falling
from the fore-stick, and thinking of the
number of chances he has had to make his
fortune, and he longs for something to di-
vert his attention from melancholy rehec-
tions. We wish we could make the Cni-
zen a fit companion to beguile the hours,
and we think such thing is possible; we
almost think it is such now, if we could
find means to slip it through the chinks of
your cabin. 10 make both ends meet
during the winter, when advertisements
are few, we must increase our subscription
list, # aoe can. Some day, before great
while, we will call at your cabin and very
respectfully inquire whether we can be of
any service to you in the newspaper line.
The Citizen is intended for miners pa
per. Editor, compositors, pressman and
devil, have all seen some service in cayote
holes and fumes that didn't pay, and we
assumed our present occupation, thinking
that it might be useful to ourselves and
others. We have never made much exer-
tion to obtain subscribers or collect adver-
tisements we have had enough to do
without that; but in the winter we must
increase our subscription list or do
losing business. We therefore intend TO
ask you to subscribe some of these days,
provided you think the paper worth the
price.
We have heard but little fault found
with our paper; it seems to be welcome
visitor everywhere, for aught we know;
now and then it displeases somebody, but
we don't expect anything else; but when
it ceases to be useful to the community at
large, we will kick over the tripod, knock
the cases into pi, invest the remains of
printers fallen fortunes in new pick and
sho-el, and no longer put our trust in "pol
iticioners,' but in pair of stout arms
that have never failed us. Of course we
would prefer to continue our present busi-
ness, as no one likes to fail We have no
cause to anticipate failure so long as we
receive the support that we have had here
tofore
But about log cabins; wherever there
is log cabin with three or four mi
ners in it who have read through and
through oil the yellow covered books they
could borrow or beg, we would like to
leave copy of the Citizen. Now we
have asked you, very modestly, to SUBJ
scribe, hav'nt stopped you at your work
to ask silly questions about how the dig
gings pay, and the next time the express
man comes along send US your address,
aud-and-we won't mention it!
SOUNDS FROM HOME. We are very
sure that our correspondent B. D. G. had
no reference to the Camptonville Post
Ofice, when he wrote sounds From
Home" which, we are inclined to think
was fancy sketch, by mastery hand.
The Post Master at Camptonville has no
warmer friend than B. D. c., nor has the
Temperance cause, as our friend the Doc
tor will perceive from the article ITSELF
Much to the credit of Camptonville, there
is no bar kept at the Post Office or Ex-
press House. Would to God there were
none anywhere! Such writer's as B. d.
c. and Alice, will do more to toward drv-
ing up those springs of bitter waters than
dozen lecturers, and our Camptonville
friend has paid them both very high
compliment, by shrinking from an implied
censure, that was never thought of By
them.
j. A. B. crowded out