San Andreas independent., 1857-07-11
lFor the independently

egotistical in copying few lines, received late
delphia, and making some few comments upon
them. In view of the known hardships of a
California life in the mines, this intelligent lady,
appreciating the peculiar arduous task of mi
ner in endeavoring to realize something for him
self and family in a far off land, and cordially
sympathizng with him in his struggles and ex-
ertions to meet the expectations and hopes of
those at home, and render himselfat least wor-
thy of their anxious forebodings of his success,
has embodied world of sentiment and sympa-
thy in the following lines to miner:
g The other day in reading Lamartine's
Poems a verse struck me, which hereby trans
late:
Heirs of caamity-victims of life,
No. no, never hope that tho wearied with strife,
Misfortune shall sleep
Until DEATH in expanding his infinite wing
To eternityls silence and shelter shall bring
Endless grief that We weep"
This is quite literal, but shows that every
heart knoweth its own bitterness, and that
such is the fate of man. If some thorns are to
be planted in every breast, why not seek to
make them produce flowers by enriching the
bush may, in a few years, bear the richest bios
SONS, and how amply does it repay by its wealth
of beauty and fragrance, for the slight scratch
inflicted at a former period"
What beautiful sentiments are contained in
these lines, written by one who sympathises so
deeply in all the miners struggles in far off
land for the means to render himself and fami-
ly comfortable. They seem to me to be the in
vocation of friendly genius, although far away;
yet, by the potent influence of sympathy, infu-
ses into the ramifing branches ola miners life,
the cordial and inspiring sensation of a new
life.
Mr.. Editor at this tide of low mining reali-
cations, and even hopes, for the future, let us
all bear in mind the beautiful sentiments Zap
plicabe to us all) as contained in the foregoing
lines. We are for the most part voluntary ex-
lies from our own native land, buoyant with
hopes when came here and fully anticipa-
ting heap of fortunes favors thrown into our
lap. Most of us have been disappointed; STILL
the sympathy and Welt wishing of our friends
at home are with us, and urges us on to more
strenuous exertions. Let us at least prove our
selves worthy of the good opinion of our friends
at home, and strive to overcome all obstacles
which apparently obstruct our way in our dear
est and most anxious pursuit, after the grand
desideratum of improving our well-being by
coming to California. The immortal poet long
since expressed similar sentiments as follows :
1.-The thread of our life would be dark heaven knows
| Were it not by friendship and love intertwined,
And care not how soon may sink to repose,
When these blessings shall cease to be dear to mind
There is scarcely situation in life which
does not admit of opportunities to improve and
elevate the mental faculties, and these are they
which make the man. Society of refined
cast, only receives into its bosom the elements
of congenial nature, and all outsiders (per
force,) must feel themselves abandoned to al
most irrevocable misfortune. And why so p
Because the more vulgar habits of our nature
are too warmly cherished, and the finer attri-
butes of manhood, which were more cleverly
developed at home under the auspices of Pater-
nal wisdom, have since then sunk into a sub
serviency to the dominion of reckless and un-
restrained passions, and made California what
it is. Yet, still, there is a virtuous undercur-
rent passing along the under strata of Califor-
MIA society, which will eventually work itself
up through the obstructing mass of conflicting
elements, and give a tone and purifying power
to the social habitudes of California life
If we can plant and make grow one flower day
by day, in the great garden of social life, and
gradually extirpate the noxious weeds of hos
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tile passion, we shall at least achieve a benefit
to society, which will, like !" casting bread upon
the waters, be found after many days"
Pythagoras tells us, even in his early day, to
choose between good and evil and if the evil
should inadvertently be chosen, the good star
will taunt us with its bright and glorious glow,
just before us, and our evil star stand paralyzed
in the presence of its superior genius. But
enough of pressing. Adieu. e. w. Z.
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