The Placer herald., 1856-11-15
NUMBER 10.
II Have No Home, Now"

Marysville Inquirer, who we have no doubt
wrote it down without aiming at any other
rhetorical ornament than truth. 1t is but
an everyday Incident of California life; and
yet, as Mantz tells it, it goes straight to the
heart and tears open ths hood-gates Of feel
ing, in spite of the unnatural worldly lessons
which taught us that it was womanish to
weep.-Give us thy hand, Mantz-thou art
fellow with soul under thy waistcoat!
Sacramento american.
II HAVE No HOME PIT was for
us Yesterday to listen to the details Of on e
of those scenes of the heart which often oc-
eur in this country. Well endeavor to tell
the story.
In the spring of so Friedrich vane, a poor
man, in company with several others, reach
ed California, from Missouri. Until within
few weeks past he has been constantly at
work, seeking his fortune in the mountains,
and has experienced all the pleasures and
pain, the JOYS and dsappointments the pri-
vations and vicissitudes of a miners life.
Those who have known Vane the longest and
most intimately will tell you that in all his ca
reer in this country he has been industrious,
temperate and kind, loved and respected by
all with whom fortune may have thrown
him.
For three years Vane's labor was lost.
Ill-uck seemed to greet him at every STEP
and he on several occasions thought seri-
ously of returning to his loved ones at home
Who those loved ones were, was we'll knowa
to the miners with whom he worked, for
when he was not writing to them, or send
ing small specimens, as presents, he found
delight in speaking of them to his bosom
friends. Vane had left behind him in Mis-
souri, a young wife and two chidren.-How
he loved them was seen in the energy and
perseverance with which he labored; how
he respected was seen in his determination
to abstain from intoxicating drinks; how he
desired to protect them and make them hap
py was seen in the manner in which through
long seasons, he strove so cheerfully to gath
er the precious metal. How he adored them
was seen in his daily and almost hourly ref
erence to them Their names were ever on
his lips, and never did he appear more
pleased than when he mentioned them.
About year ago Vane became connected
with the--Company, in Sierra County,
since which time he has managed to collect
together quite handsome sum. We eAppld
| nave SlHleu t1dL SOiI6 SlA L1OHtuS 0SO, nv
received a letter from his wife, informing
him that "Little Tommy" his youngest
child was dead, and expressing the wish
that he would come home Immediately. He
at once made up hs mind to 60 to his fam
iy, and when almost ready to start when
another mail brought the sad news of the
death OF his little girl and only child. Vaue
bore up under his trouble like tirm-nerved,
sensible man; but the heart that had loved
like his could not receive such tdings with
out pang. Almost cast down hs turned
from his intended trip, and throwing him
self once more among the scenes Of a mining
operation, he tried to bury in the excite
ment of the hour the distress occasioned by
the loss of his children. In about thrse
months his grief lost much Of its pain, and
Vane resolved to return and enjoy the sweat
presence Of his wife.
In the early part Of last week he passed
through Marysville, bid his friends final
adieu, and started for the Bay, to await the
departure of the Sonora-What horror waa
his, when on reaching there, to learn from
a paper placed in his hands by friend, that
has aoife a0as also dead
Here we should draw the curtain over
our story as suddenly as it fell upon the
hopes of Frederick Vane, He seemed to
grow beneath this last terrible blow, as
though the conflict was indeed between him
self and Fate. He Immediately retraced his
steps for his mountain scenes, having con
cluded to pass the remainder of his days in
California As he passed through our city
yesterday he was accosted by . very dear
friend, who expressed surprise that he had
not gone home Vane gave his friend q
des spending look, and while the struggle to
speak with dry eyes almost choked him, ne
said.
eli, its all over My Nelly and the lit
tie chickens are gone, and have no home.
now |"
He said no more, but pressing his friends
hand firmly he hurried of. Vane is doubt,
less ere this seeking the excitement of noun
tain life to wear off his grief but we think it
will be long time before he can forget