The weekly Columbian. [volume] (Columbia, Tuolumne Co., Cal.) 1856-1???, 1856-07-19

The True Californian has received anothe

The True Californian has received another
brilliant little gem-a pearl drop from AMY,
Sacramento correspondent. We give it entire
as we'll as the predatory remarks called forth
from the editor :-sWe know not, off course,
says the Californian, how our readers may regard
these little gems that drop down upon us now
and then like genuine angel visits, refreshing
the heart with kindly memories, strengthening
the conscience by timely calls to duty, and sof-
tening the soul with visions of bliss and beauty
read from the great volume of nature.
An editors life. at best. is one of constant
anxiety. irritation and danger. The cares ofthe
world are his daily-nay. his nightly food. tie
is haunted by duns, and is familiar with devils.
He finds it difficult to preserve pure heart.
and utterly impossible to keep clean hands.
There is an inky hue upon everything he con-
templates He is SO much engrossed with the
affairs of the world that his eyes, like those of
Mammop in the Paradise Lost,
"Afe always downward bent, adlnirng more,
The riches of Heavens pavement,
Than ought beside, in vision hea tidc's
He sehleSn looks up at the sfaInN n1ess they
are clerical Of theatrical uminaf5< ma then,
for the purpose of puff or \ efitjoI 4 Ne
were to hear choir of angeI informing 41
full symphony, two to one would
with his tablets. and prepare n tl4
MORNINGS issue. He gazes at
with an eye towards publica
day. He has special object
beautiful landscape, and he
ner to which he has been invfe
glass of wine, but his mind CONF
up paragraph for his paper
Heaven have mercy upon him L.. eke
are some moments of peace and pleasufe IN
store for him after all. Such as when he receives
a kind word of communication for his course, or
when he is enabled to lay before his readers
Jewels of thought and gems of composition like
the following. Coming from the head OF Ia
dy. stranger though she be, he welcomes them
before worldly minded community, with the
Joy and confidence of the husbandman, who
sows in sprins-time, the good seed;
LIGHT IN DARKNESS.
Il sleep, and dream that life beauty;
/ woke, and found that life was duty;
Was then thy dream shadowy lie ~
No,-Young heart just beginning to faint
meath the pressure o. woes real or imaginary.
think not that all the Jermv of life lies in
dreams:-the broad earth is full of it. The lof-
ty mountain tops. draped n eternal snow. stand
ing in proud immovable majesty; the forest
clad hills with Smiling valleys nesting among
them; broad old Ocean, roaring, surglng. terri
BILE in its stormy wrath. aud anon, sleeping as
peacefully as if it ne'er could rage again; gay-
ly plumaged and sweetly-carolling birds; way
ing boughs fragrant flowers, are they not all
beautiful and grand?
And bark It's nothing but the wind; but
there's music in the breeze" lulling and sooth-
ing. when it gently murn1urs, but playing a
grand symphony when the tempest sweeps by.
And there's music in the purling brook as it
dances along with its laughing face so prettily
dimpled as if in very glee. And there's saceeest
music in kindly words gently spoken. and in the
tones Of those we love.
Art thou "a dweller IN a "pent-up city de-
barred from eommuning with nature III her
broad fields. beneath o'er-hanging branches. and
beside messy fountains? Then raise thy eyes
to Heavens own blue, and the blessed sun by
day. and the glorious stars by night shall
speak of Hope to thee. and the Angel. Perez,
shall take her abode in thy bosom, and whisper
to thee comforting words
Az. worn and wearied one. wherever thou
art. look up and around. and Gil thy heart with
the beauty with which thy God has so lavishly
bedecked the world and thou will fiud thy duty.
no matter how repulsive before, now lightened
and frightened by a halo which radiates from,
and encircles thyself
eIol on sad heart courageously
And thou shalt End thy life to be
A MONDAY light and truth to thee"