The Shasta courier., 1855-01-13


| As twenty seas If all their sands were pear,
! The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold"
The TRAP, near to Grizzly
January 9th, 1855.
| Mr.. EpIroR:-Pitter-patte the rain falls On
the roof Of the cabin this lonesome night Oh,
how drear and cherries now seem the rough
log walls. All alone--no soul near but the do.
and cat, and the wind is blowing most piteou.v
outdoors, mourning through the leahess branch.
es like restless ghost. Oh the loneliness i,
| terrible-not even mouse is out to-night-tbs
spirit of the storm warns him not to venture
forth for his usual meal of stealth. Solitude
reigns supreme. l have tried to read-'twa,
northumberland a word do l remember-ths
book fell hstess from my hand to sew-the
stitches went aid awry-I gave up IN despair,
and after food of tears l feel partial relief.
The truth is, Mr.. Editor William has not YET
returned from Browns, and may be he will not
for hours. Now is it not hard that should be
left all alone here in the mountains, in lone
some log hut--no soul nearer than half-a-mile
This is not what William promised me when
he took me from Father'sto bring me TO Cafor-
MIA Oh nol California was gold EN- paradise
love in cottage. and he always to be by my
side-never to leave me after his labors were
done. Oh how happy he said we could be,
and when lie made his pile, were to go home
to Missouri buy farm near to father and mother.
and settle down for life. What a smpleton!- -
believed him-believed all he told me Of fu-
ture happpess--of love and gold
To be sure | had other offers there was
Charles Dawson and Harry Vernon buf Vii
liam and | went to school together, and was
only fifteen when he first left for The Land Of
Gold. Oh! how used to watch for the arrival
of the mail from California, and how delighted
when the postmaster handed me letter with
the well known superscription; and how disap.
pointed l turned away when his curt mo" re-
sponded to my eager enquiry. Oh Mr.. Editor,
he can never know how ! loved hn-what a
struggle II cost me to leave father and mother to
come to this far away land among strangers. to
share his tolls and privations Al s. fear some
times he is getting tired of me; not that he is
unkind absolutely. bnt his cold absent manner
and his preference for the company that nightly
assemblies al the trading post, 10 talk politics
and the gossip OF the mines. He seems TO be
so restless when no one comes TO the cabin of
an evening; sometimes neighbor miner drops
in, and then he appears to be more contenied.
| wish they We're more sociable, and wonld
come oener; 1t is better than going to the tav-
ern night after night. and spending nearly all
they make il drinking with idle and dissolu,e
miners.
Sometime ago who signed himself
g. Frog."-a clever gentleman he is. too, if he
would only abandon that horrid know Moth
Ing" party-tor William says the Know Nothin-s
are only old Nqtipes, and | am sure nobody
ought TO favor them, for they stole all our blank.
cts about two months since-well. as | was sny-
ing. Frog gave ont there was To be an Opern Mt
the mouth OF Grizzly GQlch, and asked William
to take me, but he laughed and told me that Ia
dies were not admitted Mr.. Editor. where Ia
dies are not permitted TO aliend places of amusr-
ment am there must be ,merhing wrong.
He didn't get home till long after midnight; next
morning. when asked hp about the opera he
seemed amazed, and when | asked him what
kind OF instruments were used, he answered
very shortly, " He believed the principal one
was called The Monte-net, singular affair cu,l-
sis,ng of forty different pieces-an Invention Of
| the Mexcans" | noticed sly twinkle in his
left eye when he telling me-wonder if he
was hoaxing. Nnw, Mr. Editor, if you would
be so kind as to speak 10 William it might have
good effect and lay me nnder lasting obliga.
| ton. Your unhappy friend.
BEccA WILSON.