Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1864-12-19
Our San Francisco Correspondence.
SAN Francisco, Dec. 10, 1854.

EDITORS GOLD HILL NEws-GeHtEen'en
II am what frst-class pie-cruse ought to be
to be, viz: "short, to-day, don't lay it to the
lack Of ideas or subjects to write upon. The
fact is, /. am somewhat in the fix Of the cock
ney hackman's horse: "Want heats, yer
honor. Why, God bless yer 'ansome heyes,
he's got bushel an 'af hat 'ome now,
honly e hain't go no time to heat 'em; that's
what's the matter, you see!" The fact is,
to-day is the last allowed by Collector Patch
(the Patch alluded to by Webster in his cele-
brated Hulseman letter, as q contemplate
patch on the earth's surface, y for the payment
Of the special FIVE per cent. Income Tax for
1858, and / am busy paying mine. My tax
is not so large as to require over months
work for the Clerk to figure out the amount
and give me my bill, but it is the raising Of
the diiaero, the argent, the ORC, the postal
currency and the lovely greenbacks to meet
the demand which worries me. There is
where the shoe pinches, so to speak, and the
mere forms, the ceremony Of the thing could
be gotten through with in short order If &c the
ready" was only ready-which it amt, and
/ don't see how It is going to be. did think
Of applyingto friend, dear friend, friend
Of other and better days, and all that sort of
thing, and did 20 SO far as TO enter his store
for the purpose. he was writing as en-
tered, and as nv shadow fell upon his ledger
he looked up and simply said, short !" To
which I modestly replied, "D-n short, 1
should say-if an old friend might be per-
mitted the expression-and thus do ! cut
your acquaintance" And so we parted-he
in sorrow, as / suppose; he did not exactly
say so-and in tears. In my haste and
confusicn, in leaving the store, accidentally
took up a. hne silk umbrella which stood BY
the counter, not remembering whether had
one in my hand when came IN or not, and
on examination find that the name cut on
the handle is, regret to say, not exactly that
which my respected godfather gave me sew
| eral years since. That umbrella now stands
before, and as in the bitterness Of my spirit
contemplated that simple memento Of
| friendship now past and gone forever, have
| blamed good mind to burn it. Garry it
back cannot, as juries have such singular
Whims on1the subject Of petty larceny. It
has whalebone frame, and woe is me! /
can now say with truth that have "a a skele-
ton IN the house" II anybody will go and
lick my late friend ] will make him present
Of the umbrella, without, however, guarantee
| ing the title. On "a u
| LITTLE MORE INTERESTING.
The rains knocked trade somewhat higher
| than kite, so to speak, and the town was
getting a trihe dull as il were towards the
close OF last week, but things are Frightening
up little this week. On Monday one James
| Fitz Maurice, formerly a New York detective
policeman, and more recently an employee
n 4 Federal Office in this city, walked into
the Office of A. ]. Haight, gold pen manufac-
| turer on CALIFORNIA; street near Montgomery,
in the same building with the Provost Mar
shat Guard Of California, and on the same
| floor with the Office Of the Chollar Mining
Co.. and engaging Mr. Haight-Who IS a
small, inoffensiye, quiet MANN eonversa-
ton, watched his chance until his head was
turned, then dealt him terrible blow with a
heavy monkey wrench, which he had brought
with him for the purpose. The blow was IN
tended for a fatal one, but only cut open the
scalp aud knocked Mr.. Haight down. he
followed up the blow with others, which only
smashed Mr.. Haight's thumb and fingers and
did not prevent him crying out murder so
loud as to call IN the employees OF the FRO
yost Marshal's Office, who corraled MIR. fifz
Naurice and turned him over to the police.
his vas at ] E, NJ, In the very centre and
neart Of tina business part Of San Ffaneisco.
IN Tuesday morning Mr.. G. Truelaon, ahard
WORKING industrious young man, having q
watch repairing and je1elry store al No. $40
Mon@cmeEy street., neAxiyoppcsi the Russ
nous, vent To- breakfast q sight o'clock,
ieannS hia store locked up, and returning
! twenty miautsd iattt tcaud His establishment