Arizona republican., 1891-07-30

spruce clerk in New England store. At seventeen the set and whiteness of his collars, the fit of his boots, the ar rangement of hair and necktie were sub jects of long and painful consideration before the mirror. He had his chosen one among the village girls; he saw her regularly home from the Sunday even- ing prayer meetings. The great gold fever of 1SiS seized him. He saw a yision--a few months picking up mug gets in California; triumphant return home; a wedding; a stylish mansion; a fast horse; front pew; termination, a marble monument in the Terryville cemetery, Beloved and respected by all who knew him, he sleeps in hope of still brighter immortality"
 We stop at the judges" for the night. Wife and child are sent off to the Indian camp in the chaparral. Sam Lugar drops in after supper. The judge is an incessant talker. The bottles and glasses are placed on the table. The judge be- comes fatherly as to counsel and admon- ition against excess in drink. Also against gambling, He has peculiar the ological views. Moses, he says, was a keen old miner. He and Aaron put up plan to gain all the gold in the Israel ties possession. While Moses was on Mount Sinai receiving the stone tables Aaron was counseling the making and worship of the golden calf. By-such means did he concentrate in lump all the Jews jewelry What then? Moses comes down, sees the calf, gets angry, breaks it into pieces, burns it up. But what becomes of the gold? Didn't Moses and Aaron sneak around that night and pan it out of the ashes?
 The judge is his own theologian
 We visit Price, of Hawkins Bar Price is now the sole constituency of Hawkins. He ran this bar in its golden infancy; he saw it in it's youth; he is steadfast to it in it's decay Thirty-four years ago 800 men lived here; the Tuolumne banks were lined with them, shaking their cra- dles.
 Old Hawkins first discovered gold here. Price tells of the pickel jars full he had buried under the floor of his cabin. The secret could not be kept. They came dropping down the steep Red mountain trail, blankets and tools on their backs, footsore, weary, thirsty, hungry-but hungrier still for gold. They put up tents and brush houses, or crept, slept and cooked under the projecting rocks; they stood all day in ice cold water; they overworked bodies hitherto unused to manual labor; they blistered delicate hands; they lived on bacon and heavy bread of their own making they drank raw whisky by the quart; they died, and were buried almost where they died, in nameless graves.
 Up wonder, but few yards in tho rear of Prices cabin, is the old camp graveyard. The fence is rOtting away, and stands at various angles. The in. scriptions on the headboards are half effaced by time and the elements. Some are split and have fallen down. Read "Jacob Peiser, Rt 27' He died close by in the gulch hard by, with a pistol bull let through him. A dispute over 8 claim. Samuel Purdy, 31." Drowned trying to cross the river during freshet, John Wilkins, act. s." Killed by a cave in the bank claim about hundred yards away Samuel Johnson, set. 25." He dove with a sandbag to stop a great leak in the Ford Chann's headwall, and he stopped the leak in part with his own body, for the stream sucked him in the creyice, and he never came up alive, ''John Weddell, 3j." Blown up by the premature explosion of a blast in the Split Rock quartz claim. "Abram Hewison, 45.' Deliriuna tremens, stark mad at midnight, jumped into the river from the point wonder
 Price has seen all this. That was the climax of his life. Prices heaven is not in the future. It is in the past. It is embraced in period about twenty-five years ago, when he made ian ounce per day" Those, he remarks, were times worth living for. Eight hundred souls then at Hawkins; five gambling houses in full blast every night; music, dancing and fandangos at either end of the bar.
 The river roars unvexed toward the sea. It has burst through its dams and cholIed the races with sand The scars and furrows on the hillsides are quite hidden by the thickly growing vegeta- ton. Young oaks and pines are coming up in the place of the old. Trail and road are overgrown with brush.
 Civilization" here put in a transient appearance. It scared the hillsides with pits and furrows dug for gold. It cut down the wide spreading, symmetrical oaks. It forced the Tuolunne through race and Hume from it's channels, It built gaudy temples dedicated to the worship of Bacchus, resplendent with mirrors, pictures and cut glassware, To- cated on the very site where few months previous stood the Indians smoking wigwain. It brought toiline men, hard listed, awkward, ungainly, clumsy, with all grace and suppleness worked out of them and strong only tc lift and dig. It brought all manner oi men, educated and ignorant, cultivated and coarse, yet for whom Christian training, Christian church, Christian bible, Christian spire in city, town and village pointing heavenward had failed to convince that gold was not the chieI aim and end of all human effort.
 By day there was labor drudging, la
 Dor spasmodic, few prizes, many blanks, some hope, much more discour agelnent. By night, revelry, carousal
 gambling, oaths, rechessness, pisto shots, knife thrusts, bloodshed, death