Coloma is situated on the south fork of the American River, fifty-five

miles from Sacramento City. The valley, though small, is one of the most

beautiful in the State, being about three-fourths of a mile in width,

and walled up on either side by lofty mountains. The saw-mill in the

race of which gold was first discovered, is still standing and in

operation. (See Plate.) The location of the town is extremely pleasant,

being near a bend of the river, and commanding an extended view of the

surrounding country. It was once infested by gamblers, but the miners

took the matter in hand and drove them out at the point of the bayonet.

A gigantic enterprise has been undertaken just below the town, by Mr.

Little, of Maine. There is an abrupt bend in the river, the sweep around

being three miles, and but a half-mile across; this half-mile is being

tunneled to draw the water from the natural channel, which is supposed

to be very rich in gold. A large frame was erected here for a

flouring-mill, at the time the saw-mill was erected; but Mr. Sutter

changing his plans, had it removed to the fort, and after the breaking

out of the gold excitement it was taken to Sacramento City and erected,

making the first hotel, in point of size and accommodations, in town,

called the City Hotel. On the right of the accompanying plate will be

seen a remnant of that persecuted and doomed race, the native California

Indians.

Hangtown, now Placerville, is situated three miles from the south fork

of the American River, twelve miles from Coloma and fifty-five from

Sacramento City. It is a dry diggings, or mountain gorge, and one of the

most productive in the State. The surrounding country is extremely

mountainous, with innumerable gorges, from which gold has been obtained

in great abundance.

[Illustration: G. V. COOPER DEL.

ON STONE BY J. CAMERON

LITH. of G. W. LEWIS 111 NASSAU ST. N. Y.

COLOMA.]

Its first name originated in the execution of two men, a Spaniard and a

Frenchman. They were guilty of murder and robbery, tried before Judge

Lynch, and executed, all within twenty-four hours.

Soon after this, a man or lad, who was known as Irish Dick, had a

difficulty with a person at a gaming table, in the Eldorado, after which

he waylaid and murdered him. This was the second murder of which he had

been guilty, and for this, his own life fell a sacrifice. The miners

took him in charge, tied a rope round his neck, then giving him the

other end, compelled him to climb a tree, go out on one of the limbs,

fasten the end of the rope, and at the drop of a handkerchief, jump off.

He complied with apparent cheerfulness, and died without a struggle.

This is now the first stopping-place for the overland emigration, from

which cause, as well as that of the superior richness of the surrounding

mountain gorges, it has become a place of much importance. At the time

of which I am writing there were several rude houses constituting the

town, all under the supervision of males--females, like the visits of

their illustrious prototypes, being few and far between. I think the

first one had not yet made her appearance.

No nation with less genius than the “universal Yankee,” could have

survived the privation, and even of these it required the genuine

“wooden nutmeg” species, a couple of specimens of which are faintly

portrayed in the accompanying plate. Their garments are of a cut not

_generally_ adopted in the Atlantic cities, yet I can assure the reader

they are eminently fashionable in California. The general appearance of

these individuals is a true index to the order and systematic

arrangement that pervade the interior of their habitation. Nothing is

done for show or ornament; everything bearing the impress of

practicality and economy--one frying-pan, two tin-plates, both slightly

touched with “ile,” to prevent rust, their knives in their pockets and

forks in their _hair_. They are just going in, having finished their

day’s work. They are practical miners, both having made fortunes at the

business. Their house is well known by every one who has traveled

through that region of the country, and many will associate with the

“Yankee House” pleasant recollections, it having been a general resort

and nightly scene of a sociable soirée, or something more brilliant.

There are numerous herds of wild cattle in these mountainous regions,

which have never been hunted or molested by man, until since the

discovery of gold, and even now their wildness and impetuosity render

their capture extremely uncertain and perilous. The mountaineers, who

always carry their lives in their hands and court danger in every form,

are extremely loth to attack a wild bullock, even when well armed and

mounted.

The grizzly bear is a universal terror, and is rarely molested by

experienced hunters, yet their capture is thought less perilous than

that of a wild bullock, for these when wounded become frantic, and

nothing can withstand them. Mr. Lewis, a neighbor who had gained a

notoriety by his success in hunting the grizzly bear, having captured

two in one day, and several others at different times, all through the

fleetness and superior training of his mule, resolved to make an attempt

upon a herd of wild cattle that were in the mountains not far distant.

He considered his mule equal to any emergency, and having a rifle that

plainly spoke for itself, he started on his perilous adventure. He found

the herd feeding in a ravine, and approached very near before they eyed

his mule with suspicion. They seemed quite unconscious of approaching

danger, until one of them, catching the scent of the foe, threw up his

head, gave the peculiar signal, and all were in motion; at this instant

the rifle was discharged, the ball taking effect in the neck of one of

the bullocks, bringing him upon his knees; he immediately recovered, and

wheeling about, bounded with headlong speed in the direction of the

mule. The moment was a critical one, the mule under the sting of the

spur was doing his utmost, the bullock in hot pursuit, his eyes flashing

fire, his tongue hanging from his mouth, the blood streaming from his

nostrils, and he foaming and bellowing with the most terrific fury,

gaining upon his adversaries at every bound. At length, he was upon

them, the rider seeing no other alternative, caught the limb of a tree

letting the mule pass on. The next bound, however, was his last, for the

bullock overtaking him, struck him in the side bringing him to the

ground, and after goring him several times, bounded away in the

direction taken by the herd, and soon disappeared. Upon visiting the

location of the above-described occurrence a few days thereafter, in

passing through a slight gorge, I came upon

[Illustration: G. V. COOPER DEL.

ON STONE BY J. CAMERON

LITH. OF G. W. LEWIS, 111 NASSAU ST. N. Y.

THE YANKEES HOUSE AT HANG TOWN

_So much lower than their heads they had to crawl in and

double up like jack knives._]

the bodies of three Indians who had been dead apparently about two

weeks, each bearing the marks of the unerring rifle; they had been among

the whites as their dresses indicated, two of them having on jean

shirts, the other a blue flannel. Two of them were shot through the

chest, the other through the head; the sight was a sad one, and gave

rise to melancholy reflections, for here these poor beings are hunted

and shot down like wild beasts, and these no doubt fell by the hand of

the assassin, not for lucre but to satiate a feeling of revenge.

In an adjoining territory the “red man” had a quiet home; their

“wigwams” were always supplied with venison, their corn-fields ripened

in autumn, their rude traps furnished clothing for the winter, and in

the spring they danced in praise of the “Great Spirit” for causing

flowers to bloom upon the graves of their fathers; but the white

stranger came and took possession of their hunting grounds and streams,

and harvested their corn. They held a council and decided that the Great

Spirit had sent the white stranger, and it would be wrong not to give

him all he wished; they collected their traps, bows, and arrows, and

prepared to fall back in search of new streams and hunting grounds; they

paid the last visit to the graves of their fathers. What were their

feelings? The moon threw a pale, dim light through the foliage, the air

breathed a mournful sigh as they reached the lonely mound; the

stout-hearted warrior drew his blanket to hide his tears as he bowed

down to commune for the last time with the spirits that had so often

blessed him in the chase; his heart was too full, and he fell upon his

face and wept bitterly. But, a last adieu; they rise, cross the arrows

over the grave, and walk mournfully away; the Great Spirit gives them a

new hunting ground, and the corn ripens on the plain, but soon the white

stranger comes and tells them to fall back. They are at the base of the

mountain; there are no hunting grounds beyond; if they go into the

mountain their corn will not ripen, and their “papooses” will starve in

the wigwam; they hold a council and decide to defend their homes against

the encroachments of the white stranger. The whites were strong, and

drove the red man into the mountains, and for the crime of having

_tried_ to defend their homes and offspring, they are placed under a

ban, and hunted down like wild beasts. No matter where they are found

the crime of being a red man is a forfeiture, not only of all right to

property but to life itself.

Will not some philanthropist rise above sectional prejudices, and

undertake the regeneration of this truly noble but down-trodden people?

Had I the wealth of an Astor I would not wish a better or nobler field

for immortality.

The first man I met after my arrival in the interior was an Oregonian on

horseback, armed with a revolving rifle in search of Indians. He had had

a horse stolen, and presumed it was taken by an Indian; he swore he

“would shoot the first red-skin he met,” and I had no reason to doubt

his word; still the chances were ninety-nine out of the hundred, that

the horse was stolen by a white man. I have no doubt the three Indians

above spoken of were wantonly shot while walking peaceably along their

trail.

[Illustration: G. V. COOPER DEL.

ON STONE BY J. CAMERON

LITH. OF G. W. LEWIS, 111 NASSAU ST. N. Y.

PLACER VILLE,

(_HANG TOWN_).]

Chapter Nineteenth.

CANALLING OPERATIONS--UNSUCCESSFUL EXPERIMENTS--COFFEE MILLS AND

GOLD WASHERS--FORMATION OF BARS--GOLD REMOVED FROM THE MOUNTAINS

DURING THE RAINY SEASON--SNOW ON THE MOUNTAINS, AND ITS

DISSOLUTION--RISE AND FALL OF THE RIVER--STOCK

SPECULATIONS--QUICKSILVER MACHINES--SEPARATION OF GOLD AND

QUICKSILVER--INDIVIDUAL ENTERPRISE--INCENTIVES TO

EXERTION--EXPENSES.

To give the reader a more definite idea of the success attending mining,

I will detail the result of the different operations in the vicinity of

my place of business, commencing one mile above and extending four

below; this is said to be as rich as the same extent on any river in the

country. The Manhattan Bar was canalled and dammed by the Manhattan Co.,

being a party of New Yorkers, including Gen. Winchester and brother.

After expending a large amount in turning the water from the bed of the

river, they purchased several quicksilver machines at one thousand

dollars each, and immediately put them in motion. It required but few

days to convince them of the failure that must attend the enterprise;

the machines did not collect enough to pay the men who worked them, and

they were immediately abandoned for the common rocker, which, in their

turn, were abandoned together with the entire work.

The next in order was the Vigilance Bar; here a large amount of money

was expended, and almost the entire summer devoted to the construction

of a dam and canal, all of which, proved an entire loss to the parties

concerned; they did not get enough to pay for the provisions consumed

during the construction of the work. In the immediate vicinity of this

was the Union Bar; a still greater amount in money and labor was

expended here, but, as in the case of the Vigilance Co., it proved a

total failure. In these two cases, sixty men had spent the entire summer

in hard labor, and now were obliged to encounter the rainy season, many

of them in debt, and but few with sufficient means to buy a month’s

provisions. In the latter company were several young Philadelphians,

sons of the first men of that city; an adventurous spirit had induced

them to leave their homes, and they were now encountering the

_realities_ of active life. Lacy’s Bar was next in order; there were

many rich private leads in the vicinity of this bar, and it contained

within its bounds many rich deposits. Soon after the completion of the

canal the bar was offered for sale--a _fire_ or _flood_ at St. Louis

making the proprietors’ return to the States imperative. I was unable to

learn whether said fire or flood above-mentioned had actually transpired

or was merely in anticipation, nor am I prepared to name the _precise_

amount of _net profits_ made by the purchasers of the above bar. Next is

the Mormon Bar; the details as well as the result of this enterprise

have been heretofore given. The next is Kentucky Bar; this undertaking

paid to each stockholder seven hundred dollars, which was good wages.

Next was Neptune’s, commonly known as “dead man’s bar,” the body of a

miner having been found upon it; this bar was worked by sailors, and was

the most productive in the country. It was said by those concerned, that

they generally took out one pound ($200) per day to the man. The rainy

season, however, destroyed their works before they had accumulated

fortunes. The next bar was small, and without a name; operations here

were unsuccessful, and soon abandoned.

The next bar I will name Woodworth’s Bar; when I visited it three men

were working a machine made by a Mr. Woodworth, of New York city; its

construction was somewhat on the plan of, and much resembled, a large

sized coffee-mill. For mining purposes the coffee-mill would have been

decidedly preferable. Fortunately for miners but few of the machines

made in the States ever found their way into the mineral regions; this

being the only one I saw during my stay in the country. Immense numbers

were shipped, and arrived in the bay of San Francisco; but, being

pronounced entirely worthless, they were thrown overboard, not worth

even the lighterage. This bar also proved a failure. The next below was

Lehigh Bar; this was canalled, and immediately abandoned as worthless.

Then came Little and Great Horse-Shoe Bars, neither of which paid for

the labor bestowed upon them. Not to mention the small intervening

bars, I will pass on and mention, lastly, Smith’s Bar; this was one of

the most gigantic works undertaken on the river. During its progress the

feelings of those concerned were of the most sanguine character; in

digging the canal they frequently came upon rich deposits, which would

throw all into a phrensy of excitement, and some realized small fortunes

by selling out during the progress of the work: after the completion of

the work machines were put in operation, and all were expecting to reap

golden harvests; some of the machines produced most bountifully, and

others almost nothing. A few days convinced them that, as a party, they

could not make wages, and the result was similar to those mentioned

above.

In all the bars mentioned there were points of extreme richness. The

calculations of those engaged in canalling were based upon a false,

though somewhat plausible theory; the margin being rich, they very

naturally came to the conclusion that the bed of the river must be much

more so. It appears, however, that gold _does not_ settle in the

channel, but is borne along until some abrupt bend in the river checks

the current, when it settles, together with the stone and earth, forming

bars, which have been described in a former chapter. It is understood

that these bars are formed during the rainy season. Torrents rush down

the mountains, and on reaching the stream unite in bearing along the

precious freight. It may seem strange that the current can convey gold

to any considerable distance; it is nevertheless true, and it may seem

less strange to one who has known the river to rise from twenty to

thirty feet in as many hours. In such freshets the _natural_ channel has

no influence, the torrents claiming for their boundaries the mountains

that tower up on either side. What is rain in the moderately elevated

regions, is snow as you advance higher up into the mountains. This

causes a long season of high water. The snow does not dissolve during

the rainy season, the sun being obscured--but at its cessation torrents

rush down the side of the mountains, and, not infrequently, huge masses

of snow, as if impatient of their slow dissolution, will break loose

from their fastenings, and with a terrific sweep dash into the chasm

below. At this season of the year the rise and fall of the rivers are as

uniform as the tides.

As the sun approaches the meridian, streams become swollen, frequently

rising several feet, and fall as it disappears behind the mountains. It

ceases to rain about the first of March, but in consequence of the

immense quantities of snow on the mountains, streams do not resume their

natural channels until the first of July, at which time, deposits made

during the flood are found, as a general thing, above water-mark. One

cause and perhaps the main one, of the almost universal failure of

canalling operations is, that the facilities attained do not

counterbalance the enormous expenditures requisite. Another difficulty

is that a company of thirty men cannot, in the mines, operate with the

same economy of time that they can when working in pairs. As I had lost

on my stock in the Mormon Bar I determined to make it up by buying in

the balance, which I did at from ten to fifteen dollars per share, and

eventually sold it at several hundred per cent. advance to a company

designing to operate upon it with quicksilver machines. Gen. Winchester

& Co. became joint owners, and soon several of the machines were in

successful operation, propelled by water drawn from the canal. The

success of the experiment was placed beyond a doubt. The machines used

were called the “Burk rocker.” They were placed on an inclined plane,

and in the upper riffles, which were of iron, was placed a quantity of

quicksilver. Dirt was thrown in at the upper end of the machines, and as

it was washed through, the rocking motion would bring it in contact with

the quicksilver, which having a strong affinity for the gold, carefully

collects it without including any other substance. After the quicksilver

has taken up, or freighted itself to its utmost capacity, and become a

solid mass, or amalgam, it is taken out and its place supplied.

In separating the gold and quicksilver the amalgam is put into a retort,

to the top of which is screwed a crooked iron tube, the end passing into

a vessel of water. A heat is raised under the retort of six hundred

degrees, which causes the quicksilver to evaporate and pass up into the

tube, when it condenses and passes down into the water. This operation

is performed at a loss of only two and a half per cent. of the

quicksilver. These machines were purchased at a cost of one thousand

dollars each, although in the States they are worth less than forty.

Their

[Illustration: G. V. COOPER DEL.

ON STONE BY J. CAMERON

LITH. OF G. W. LEWIS 111 NASSAU ST. N. Y.

WHITE OAK SPRING.]

operation was very successful, and had it not been for the early deluge

would have made fortunes for their owners.

The result attending individual enterprise was similar to that of

canalling, with the exception that in the former case heavy debts were

not contracted, and the individual, if he had not a fortune in his

pocket, felt that what he earned was his own. I had a good opportunity

to learn the daily proceeds of each man’s labor, my scale being at their

service and almost universally used. I could name one hundred

individuals, take them in order as they were operating along the river,

and not more than ten of the number had, at the commencement of the

rainy season, sufficient means to purchase provisions for the winter.

They had labored hard; to-day, opening a lead; to-morrow, getting out an

ounce; and the day after prospecting. They had been all summer just on

the eve of making a rich discovery and a fortune, the prospect was

always bright and cheering, the prize just, almost, within the

grasp--to-morrow--never more distant than to-morrow. The lead is open

to-day, to-morrow the reward, that to-morrow dawned to comparatively

few. It is _still_ about to dawn, and sought with the same enthusiasm.

Could the miners have pocketed all they took from the earth, few,

perhaps, would have had reason to complain, but the attending expenses

were so great that it was almost impossible to live and keep anything in

the purse. They would eat up at night what they had earned during the

day, consequently the proceeds of labor passed immediately into the

hands of those in trade.

Chapter Twentieth.

COMMOTION IN THE POLITICAL ELEMENTS--CALIFORNIA A STATE--SLAVERY

PROHIBITED--POLITICAL CAMPAIGN, AND THE RAINY SEASON--SPEECH OF A

WOULD-BE-GOVERNOR--ENTHUSIASM AND BRANDY--ELECTION

DISTRICTS--BALLOT-BOXES AND UMBRELLAS--MINERS IN A TRANSITION

STATE--PREPARATIONS FOR THE RAINY SEASON--PRIMITIVE

HABITATIONS--TRADE IMPROVING--ADVENT OF THE RAINY SEASON--ITS

TERRIFIC EFFECTS--RAPID RISE OF THE RIVER--MACHINES

DESTROYED--ARRIVALS--MY STORE AND BED--A BUSINESS SUIT--DISTRESSING

GROANS--THE BOTTLE A CONSOLATION--SEVERAL STRANGE SPECIMENS OF

HUMANITY COOKING BREAKFAST--THE SCURVY--A DEATH.

We now, for the first time, had a commotion in the political elements,

which resulted in erecting California into a State and placing her, the

“bright particular star,” in this glorious constellation. An election

was ordered, and delegates selected to draft a Constitution for the

State. They met at Monterey, and after a few days’ deliberation passed

upon the Constitution which is hereunto annexed, and which was

eventually ratified by an almost unanimous vote of the people. The

greatest unanimity prevailed at the Convention, the deliberations

conducted with the utmost dignity, each seeming desirous to act for the

best interests of the country. The clause prohibiting slavery, or

involuntary servitude, passed by a unanimous vote, although many of the

delegates were interested in slave property in the States. The

nominations were made for State officers, and, although party lines were

not strictly drawn, every preparation was made for a vigorous campaign.

The election was to take place on the 15th day of November, and by the

time the nominees were ready to take the “stump,” the rainy season was

upon us. Just picture to your imagination a would-be-governor, in a

slouched India rubber hat, a _poncho_, and high boots, standing near a

tent on the side of the mountain holding forth to a highly patriotic

audience of six, the rain pouring down in torrents. Nothing could dampen

the ardor of the speaker; he had enlisted in the cause of the dear

people, and nothing could induce him to swerve from the performance of

his duty. The gist of his remarks was as follows:--“Fellow citizens, you

_have rights to protect_. [Hurrah! Three cheers and two drinks of

brandy.] _I’ll spend my last breath in the vindication of those rights._

[Three more!!] The mineral lands ought to be given to the people. [Three

times three!!! Three cheers and six drinks.] _Have not the sovereign

people made this country what it is?_ [Yes! Yes!! and great cheering.]

If I am elected I will use my influence to have this immense tract of

country, now claimed by Sutter, divided among the people.” [Immense

sensation and cheering.] After order was again restored, the speaker was

invited to step out of the puddle of water that had dripped from his

_poncho_, and take something to drink. The meeting was conducted with

_much spirit_, and resulted in securing the votes of a majority present

for the would-be-Governor.

At this time, this district of country, called the Minerva district, had

become so populous that municipal officers had been elected, and now it

was regularly divided into election districts, and arrangements made to

open polls wherever it was deemed necessary. The qualification for an

elector was to be an American citizen. The most prominent candidates for

Governor were Judge Burnett, H. S. Sherwood and Rodman M. Price, of whom

the former was elected. On the day of election the ballots were

deposited in a hat, over which one of the inspectors held an umbrella.

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