now suifer-
ing, waiting with fond and faithful expectation the wanderer's return, surely every grain of it should be dearer than his life's blood to the finder, and hoarded as miser never yet hoarded wealth. Let us see. Says the alcalde of Monterey : " My man Bob, who is of Irish extraction, and who has been in the mines about two months, returned to Monterey four weeks since, bringing with him over two thousand dollars as the proceeds of his labor. Bob, while in my employ, re- quired me to pay him every Saturday night in gold, which he put into a little leather bag, and sewed into the lining of his coat, after taking out just twelve and a half cents, his weekly allowance for tobacco. But now he took rooms, and began to branch out ; he had the best horses, the richest viands, and the choicest wines in the j^lace. He never drank himself, but it filled him with delight to brim the sparkling goblet for others. I met Bob to-day and asked him how he got on. 'O, very well,' he replied, 'but I am off again for the mines.' * How is that. Bob ? You brought down with you over $2,000 ; I hope you have not spent all that ; you used to be very saving — twelve and a half cents a week for tobacco, and the rest you sewed into the lining of your coat.' ' O, yes,' replied Bob, * and I have got that money yet ; I worked hard for it, and the devil can't get it away, but the $2,000 came asily by good luck, and has gone as asily as it
A negro, finding himself adrift in the gold-land, thought to lay in a store, so striking out with the rest, he began at once to realize his hopes. ,He had not long been at work when a rusty miner, bristling with bowie- knives and revolvers, came down upon him.
"Hello, you black scoundrel, what are you doing in my claim?"
"Beg pardon, massa; didn't know dis yore claim."
Glad to get away with his black skin unpunctured, he next essayed an empty hole at the foot of the hill,
