White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-06-09
iWHOLE NUMBER, lO4.
(FrOm the Milwaukee News.)
Letter from Pixies Peak.

Pixies Peak, by well known citizen of
Horizon. now at Pixies Peak. Every
word can be relied upon as true, as the
writer is well known in Wisconsin as a
man who has the greatest regard for the
truth. There is evidently gold there.
PiKE's PEAK, March l, 1889.
My DEAR BRoTHER II promised to
write You a good long letter as soon as
arrived here, and take my pen in hand
to let you know that we are all well, and
to hope that these few lines will find you
enjoying the same blessing. You know
we left Horizon for the land Of gold bout
the LIST of February, and we arrived here
yesterday. Ny wife stood the Journey
first rate, but my five Oldest boys were
nearly tired out when they reached here.
Jane, the little sis, is happy as a lark,
and says, "tiss uncle George for me-"
God bless her sweet heart.
We had all the harships in the world,
before we got here. We lost our horses
at Dubuque-they were stolen from US.
We got some oxen, and lost them one
hundred miles from Omaha. We then
tried wheelbarrows, my wife and 1 wheel
ing by turns, till the Indians stole our
barrows. Then we walked till the In
dians stole our provisions, and my family
got sick, so 1 had to carry them all on
my back. Our money gave out long be-
fore, and for two weeks we travelled
through a wilderness where the foot of o
human being had never trod; in this con-
dition, seeing no living being, and with
ont money to purchase even a cracker at
any of the groceries along the line. We
lived on roots till my children all look
like pigs, from roofing so long; and have
carried my family on my back, until 1 am
so round-shouldered that can only see
the blue sky and bright sun, by looking
between my legs, and up to Heavens
panoply, that way. l lost two hundred
pounds of fesh-horse meat-when 1
started from Dubuque, or we should have
got along better.
1 read in the milwaukee, News that
Pixies Peak was humbug. But it amt;
and the News knows it as well as do.
We got here in the morning, after walk
ing all night, and though we are now
twenty-four hours in, are not well of, but
have a good prospect.
There is gold here-lots of it. The
gophers dig it out of the ground by the
bushel, and in the moonlight the whole.
earth for miles around looks like heaven
with its myriad stars, or like pretty girl
with yellow freckles. The woodchucks
dig out bushels and bushels of it, and the
snakes in this country look like solid gold
ones, from crawling among gold chunks.
1t is found in all sized pieces, from the.
size of hens egg up to the bigness Of a
large stone, and of the finest quality. We
have raked together what lay loose on an
acre of ground, and have twenty-five
piles about as big as large sized hay
stack. Last night two hundred Indians
came to rob us Of a sett of silver spoons
and fine comb that my wife had to use
On the children, and we barricaded our
house with rocks of gold, till they could
rot gain admittance, and were forced to
peg to make friends with US. The chief
ay down his weapons, and came into our
lamp, when my wife used the fine comb
IN bis head till his gratitude was as lively
Is his head was, and he was so tickled,
hat he offered to marry my wife, and
how me where gold was in plenty. I
owed my wife, you know that, George;
,ut thinking that | might die before got
ich, and feeling that l must make some
to leave my children, l consent
d to the match, and she has gone off with
he Indian, who is a great chief, and Ia
zen the fine comb with her. Come out
With your wife. and bring a fine comb,
brother George.
/ am going to leave these diggihgs for a
,etter one. 1t is too much trouble to tug
md pry up the great big chunks Of gold
hat weigh half ton or so, and are so
hick you cannot get them oat without
LANCER Of breaking your legs, and am
;oing up to ravine, where all l have to
10 is to go to the top of high mountain,
md roll it down to the river.
The country here is fine, but the winds
ire awful. Ny boys got SO light with
ating roots, that can only keep them by
ne. or together. by piling Jumps of gold
bout as big as mallets. on their shirt
ais, as the little innocents sit down on
be grass to play. Everything is grown
ere. 1 can raise twenty bushels Of wheat
o the acre. Oranges, lemons, and all
uch colored fruits, grow Wild here
Thile melons. pears, apples. peaches and
pple-dumplings, are SO plenty that they
nd no market.
Sell off what staff you have in Wis
onsin, and come out here. You can get
ich in little while, and go back in such
lyle that it will astonish the natives.
Give ny love to all the folks around
he corners, and put notice on the school
Iouse, that they can get an outfit in Chi
ago for 5000. Come out here, dear
'rother, by all means.
Yours affectionately,
.Iotfx SufTFf