Weekly Trinity journal., 1874-03-21
CORRESPONDENCE.
TRINITY CENTER, March II. 1874

TRINITY CENTER, March II, 1874.
ED. JOURNAL st. Patrick's Day is
celebrated here by bright, warm sun,
which is probably more acceptable to our
miners, after the long cold Winter, than
music by the band " and other holiday
demonstrations. Nature herself don't
look very green just at this time, in keep
ing with the occasion, but the snow,
" beautiful snow," please excuse our
figure of speech borrowed from las, years
Almanac--is fast disappearing, and
large part of the population of our viii
iage are gathering appettes behind the
pick and shovel,
There is too much snow between San
Francisco and Oregon for light travelling
consequently the Sp,ing bilt, have not
yet got along: Once ip vhj.en good
honest man comes along VIII mrlr, busi-
ness. His kind are quickly ,itd out
from the chat, and i. broke get some
thing to do and stick to it til they are
abIet leaye without di,crvdit, or perhaps
make permanent stay.
The JOURNAL may take upon itself the
credit of an addition to our numbers in
the shape Of an Old trappcr who claims to
be cousin of ex- President james X.
Polk. A paragraph in the Trinity Center
correspondents column, about Squire and
the beavers, caught his eye and he has
tened along to teach those animals better
manners. He plays" euchre " according
to Hoyle, and seven-up" after the die
tates OF his own conscience. Language
in him is large he has a natural gift for
telling stories, relating many amusing
and interesting anecdotes about his broth
er, Joe Meek, the great Oregon hunter
and trapper, and his adventures At the
Capital and other places whilea Delegate
from Oregon, in her earliest days, to
Washington-all extracts from new
book called 1.-THE Rivers OF the West"
written, he says, by his niece.
Miners hereabouts are jublamt over the
prospect for an unusually good season,
plenty Of water after being bIockaded all
Winter, more or less. One OF them mar
rowly escaped with his life the other day
by the falling of a large rock from over
head.
Mr.. j. A. Lytle is down from the Gin
nabar ledge ; he reports good prospects
in quicksilver, and plenty of snow
SCOTS mountain has been heartily cover
ed with the same all Winter, and the
mail between here and Calahan's Ranch
was discontinued sometime in Deccm Der.
Our telegraph operator lately made the
/ trip on snow-shoes, and Immediately sent
back word for no one 10 be drudrd iuto
trying it on just yet. This is rough 1n
our young men, Tor 1t l. auli iUt, Il-
/ brave and bcauti'ui assemble ts.nlrh; t.
! trip the light .antHstlc, OVrl ~ Caiiahun's
We have II curiosity in human nature
here in the shape Of old Charley Wilson,
said to have been pirate long ago, now
living hermit's life, working small
claim out of town, and coming in once
in while for -four and Bacon with dog
and gun. He has an idea that any one
who touches his dog puts an evil spell
upon the animal, and we are patiently
waiting to see some confding person pat
the purp and get a streak of daylight
blown through him for his pains. When
Charleys gun doesn't shoot ms he wants
it, he goes "graveyaiding not that
branch Of the business which disinters The
bones Of the noble red man iot the sake
of his jewelry and va ious personal prop
erty-but simply collecting little ccme-
terry dirt with which to load his gun and
make it deadly enough to suit him. 1t
would seem that the visit he made to
Stockton some time ago did not improve
him much. He is crazy us n loon, alto
gether dangerous man, and should be
once more removed to his proper sphere.
A charcoal pitin this neighborhood was
expected to have been one of the indus
trial features Of the place, but as yet its
smoke has prevailed against us but little.
The Spring styles have not yet come uul
here neither have the robins.
l. ONIENT.