being overcome of liquor taken amidst numerous farewells, he staked and lost all his money at the monte table. Overwhelmed by the thought of what he had done, in his drunken frenzy he seized his lost gold and broke away with it, when the dealer drew a pistol and shot him dead. He had written home that he should arrive by the next steamer!
A miner entered a Sacramento gambling house with $5,000, and sat down to play. In less than an hour he won $100,000. Continuing with the determination to break the bank, his winnings were reduced to $50,000, when thinking better of the undertaking, he pocketed the mone}? and withdrew.
A graduate of Harvard law school came to California in 1850. He was betrothed to a charming girl, whom he loved devotedly, being willing to endure the pangs of separation and the hardships of unaccustomed toil to secure enough to support her. He worked faithfully on Feather river for ten months, during which time he lived temperately, and neither drank ncr gambled to any extent. Having secured some $12,000, he concluded to return home, so packing up his effects he went down to the bay, put up at a hotel in San Francisco, and there waited the departure of the steamer. In strolling through the gambling houses of the town, listening to the "Home, Sweet Home," or other music of the band that stirred his heart and carried him back to other scenes, as everybody did in those days he now and then dropped a coin on the table, more for pastime than any desire of gain. One night he allowed himself to be carried away by the fascinations of the game, until almost before he was aware of what he was about, more than half his money was gone. Then in a moment of passion the infatuated man took the remainder, and raising his hand and bringing it down upon a card with a heavy blow, cried out, " Home or the mines! " Slowly the dealer drew the cards that told the rash man's destiny, and breathlessly he waited who thus invoked
