The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1859-06-02
from the Milwaukee NeUs.l
A Rich Letter from Pixies Peak.


We give below letter from Pixies Peak by a
well known citizen of Horizon, ROW at Pixies
! Peak. Every word can be relied OH az true, as
the writer is well known in Wisconsin as man
who has the greatest regard for the truth
There is evidently gold there:
pixies PEAK March, 1858
" My DEAR BROTHER promised to write you
good long letter as soon as ] arrived here: and
take my pen in hand to let you know that we
are ali 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 about 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
lark, and says, Tiss Uncle George for ME. >
God bless her sweet heart.
1--WE had all the hardships in the world before
We got here. We lost our horses at Dubuque
they we're stolen from us. We got some oxen
and lost them one hundred miles from Omaha
We then tried wheel ba1rows, my wife and I
wheeling by turns, till the Indians stole our bar
rows Then we walked, till the Indians stole
our provisions, and my family got sick, sol had
to carry them all on my back. Our money gave
out long before. and for two weeks We travelled
through wilderness where the foot of human
being had never trod in this condition. seeing
no living being, and without money to purchase
even cracker at any Of the groceries along the
line, we lived on roots Till my children all looked
like pigs, from roofing so long, and | have car
ried my family on my back till I am so round
shouldered that | can only see the blue sky and
bright sun by looking between my legs and up
to heavens canopy that way. lost two hun
bred pounds offesh-horse meat-when started
from Dubuque, or we should have got along bet
ter.
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 walking all night, and though we
are now twenty -four hours. in the country, we
are not well off, but have 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 wood
chucks 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 large stope and of the f.
nest 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 set of silver spoons and fine comb that my
wife had to use on the children and we barri-
caded our house with Jumps of gold until they
could not gain admittance, and were forced to
beg to make friends with US The chief laid
down his weapons, and came into our camp when
my wife used the fine comb on his head till his
gratitude was as lively as his head was, and he
was so tickled that he offered to marry my wife,
and show me where gold was in plenty. / loved
my wife-you know that, George but thinking
| might die before I got rich and feeling that
must make some property to leave my children,
consented to the match, and she has gone of
with the Indian who is great chief, and taken
the fine comb with her. Come out with your
wife, and bring fine comb brother George.
II am going to leave these diggins for a bet
! ter one It is too much trouble to tug and pry
up the great big chunks of gold that weigh hall
ton or SO, and are so thick you cannot get
them out without danger Of breaking your legs
and I am going up to a ravine where all You
have to dois to go to thetop of high mountain
and roll it down to the river.
The country here is fine, but the winds are
awful My boys.got SO light with eating roots
that1 can only keep them by me, or together
by piling Jumps of gold about as big as mallets
on their shirt-tails, as the little innocents sit
down on the ground to play Every thing grows
here can raise twenty bushels of wheat to
the acre. Oranges, lemons, and all such colored
fruits, grow wild here while melons, pears, ap-
pies, peaches, and apple-dumplings are so plenty
that they find no market.
Sell off what stuff you have in Wisconsin