The daily Butte record., 1858-07-10

that though forgiven in the heart. It'll.
in the divine charity of nan 10 forget '
gracious manifestation. W.
Ladies and Gentlemen Long bef,,.
attractive gold discovery which suddenly =
undated California with populstion
might have seen a man quietly locating ,ha
husoahdry OF new country, whose boldnes,
a\d enterprise led him into the mid,, =,
thl> beautiful valley, then a wilderness. tan.
ante1 by savage animals and a race of beipc.
called men, scarcely elevated in intellset
ABOVE the sneaking cayote or grizzly mon.
arch OF wild beasts His days we're spep,
In kindly wooing the savage and rude els.
ments around MIN to the occupations of uss.
tulness and the habits of civilization. Com.
forts were gradually acquired. Passing sea.
sons affiliated under his beneficent guard-.
ship with Ceres, Flora and Pomona, apdi,
their successive evoiutions yielded him tbs
luxurious tribu tes Of glorious climate and
rich and mellow soil. Occasionally tbs
radiant face of Il white stranger, tollovins
the seductive star of hospitality, would smils
upon his loneliness, and waken the 90 dan
memory of genial intercourse and soul.re.
viving sympathies But still there were the
ever recurring traces Of an abiding sadness
dwelling upon the heart, and painfully DOR.
traying the absence of on indispensable ee.
ment of contentment and happ ness Anon
the consolation came, and now in bis oda,
days, when philosophy is wont to take tho
place Of poetry, we hear him in all the e.ta.
cy Of boyhood exclaiming.
"The earth was sad the garden was n Wild
And man the Hermit sighed-till woman smiedp
He's garrulous in his praise of the Ladie,
and daily seen reading his Bible with en-.
thusiastic interest, because it speaks in such
beautiful terms of Hagar and Mary, Naomi
and Ruth. Well, we honor his tastes. The
Ladies, God bless them Without them, lis
would soon lose its aroma, deeds their beau.
ty, and character that elevatng grandeur
and purity, which recommends man to the
kind consideration of his Maker.
The day is ad vancing, and the orison,of
patriotic gratitude are rising from the iOy.
Gus hearts of thirty-three conf,dera,sd
States, and commingling together in the yet
sweet realms OF Union, may be seen ascend.
ing to Heaven, as the concordaut iucensea
tilial affection and national thankfulness
Long may the proud Eagle dwell 10 ,hs
unclouded horizon Of this great American
Republic, and long may the star decksd
| bHuucI VI tue udtlOn wave IN triumph, over
the foes without, and the discords, dissen.
sions and disaifcctions within. Long, long
may every American citizen be ready to ex.
claim in the language of the gifted Bard Of
Portland
'rhou too, sail on, Oh, ship of state,
Sail on, Oh, Union, strong and great
Humanity with all its tears,
With all its hopes of future years,
| Is hanging breathless on thy fate.
| We know what Master Laid thy keel.
| What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel;
| Who made each mast. each sail each rope,
| What anvils rang, what hammers beat,
| In what forge and what heat,
! Wero shaped the anchors of thv hope.
| Fear not each sudden sound and shock,
'Tis of the wave, and not the rock,
| tbs but the lapping of the sail,
| And not the rent made by the gale,
| In spite of rock or temprsts roar,
Ia spite OF false hght- upon the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea.
Our hearts. our hopes are all with thee,
| Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers our tears
| Our IA tn triumphant DER our fears.
Are all with thee, are all with thee