In the bright lexicon of youth,
Theres no such word as Fail and Ill prove it!
And look here. I came near forgetting it. Dont you say a word to me about trains across the plains. Because I am down on that arrangement. That sort of thing is played out, you know. The Overland Coach or the Mail Steamer is the thing.
You want to know something about the route between California and Nevada Territory? Suppose you take my word for it, that it is exceedingly jolly. Or take, for a winter view, J. Ross Browns picture, in Harpers Monthly, of pack mules tumbling fifteen hundred feet down the side of a mountain. Why bless you, theres scenery on that route. You can stand on some of those noble peaks and see Jerusalem and the Holy Land. And you can start a boulder, and send it tearing up the earth and crashing over trees-down-down-down-to the very devil, Madam. And you would probably stand up there and look, and stare and wonder at the magnificence spread out before you till you starved to death, if let alone. But you should take someone along to keep you moving.
Since you want to know, I will inform you that an eight-stamp water mill, put up and ready for business would cost about $10,000 to $12,000. Then, the water to run it with would cost from $1,000 to $30,000and even more, according to the location. What I mean by that, is, that water powers in this vicinity, are immensely valuable. So, also, in Esmeralda. But Humboldt is a new country, and things dont cost so much there yet. I saw a good water power sold there for $750.00. But here is the way the thing is managed. A man with a good water power on Carson river will lean his axe up against a tree (provided you find him chopping cord-wood at $4 a day,) and taking his chalk pipe out of his mouth to afford him an opportunity to answer your questions, will look you coolly in the face and tell you his little property is worth forty or fifty thousand dollars! But you can easily fix him. You tell him that youll build a quartz mill on his property, and make him a fourth or a third, or half owner in said mill in consideration of the privilege of using said property and that will bring him to his milk in a jiffy. So he spits on his hands, and goes in again with his axe, until the mill is finished, when lo! out pops the quondam wood-chopper, arrayed in purple and fine linen, and prepared to deal in bank-stock, or bet on the races, or take government loans, with an air, as to the amount, of the most dont care a-d dest unconcern that you can conceive of. By George, if I just had a thousand dollars Id be all right! Now theres the Horatio, for instance. There are five or six shareholders in it, and I know I could buy half of their interests at, say $20 per foot, now that flour is worth $50 per barrel and they are pressed for money. But I am hard up myself, and cant buy and in June theyll strike the ledge and then good-bye canary. I cant get it for love or money. Twenty dollars a foot! Think of it. For ground that is proven to be rich. Twenty dollars, Madam and we wouldnt part with a foot of our 75 for five times the sum. So it will be in Humboldt next summer. The boys will get pushed and sell ground for a song that is worth a fortune. But I am at the helm, now. I have convinced Orion that he hasnt business talent enough to carry on a peanut stand, and he has solemnly promised me that he will meddle no more with mining, or other matters not connected with the Secretarys office. So, you see, if mines are to be bought or sold, or tunnels run, or shafts sunk, parties have to come to me and me only. Im the firm, you know.
How long does it take one of those infernal trains to go through? Well, anywhere between three and five months.
Tell Margaret that if you ever come to live in California, that you can promise her a home for a hundred years, and a bully one but she wouldnt like the country. Some people are malicious enough to think that if the devil were set at liberty and told to confine himself to Nevada Territory, that he would come here and look sadly around, awhile, and then get homesick and go back to hell again. But I hardly believe it, you know. I am saying, mind you, that Margaret wouldnt like the country, perhaps nor the devil either, for that matter, or any other man but I like it. When it rains here, it never lets up till it has done all the raining it has got to do and after that, theres a dry spell, you bet. Why, I have had my whiskers and moustaches so full of alkali dust that youd have thought I worked in a starch factory and boarded in a flour barrel.
Since we have been here there has not been a fire although the houses are built of wood. They holler fire sometimes, though, but I am always too late to see the smoke before the fire is out, if they ever have any. Now they raised a yell here in front of the office a moment ago. I put away my papers, and locked up everything of value, and changed my boots, and pulled off my coat, and went and got a bucket of water, and came back to see what the matter was, remarkng to myself, I guess Ill be on hand this time, any way. But I met a friend on the pavement, and he said, Where you been? Fires out half an hour ago.
Ma says Axtele was above suspitionbut I have searched through Websters Unabridged, and cant find the word. However, its of no consequence I hope he got down safely. I knew Axtele and his wife as well as I know Dan Haines. Mrs. A. once tried to embarrass me in the presence of company by asking me to name her baby, when she was well aware that I didnt know the sex of that Phenomenon. But I told her to call it Frances, and spell it to suit herself. That was about nine years ago, and Axtele had no property, and could hardly support his family by his earnings. He was a pious cuss, though. Member of Margaret Sextons Church.
And Ma says it looks like a man cant hold public office and be honest. Why, certainly not, Madam. A man cant hold public office and be honest. Lord bless you, it is a common practice with Orion to go about town stealing little things that happen to be lying around loose. And I dont remember having heard him speak the truth since we have been in Nevada. He even tries to prevail upon me to do these things, Ma, but I wasnt brought up in that way, you know. You showed the public what you could do in that line when you raised me, Madam. But then you ought to have raised me first, so that Orion could have had the benefit of my example. Do you know that he stole all the stamps out of an 8 stamp quartz mill one night, and brought them home under his over-coat and hid them in the back room?
Yrs. etc.,
Sam.
A little later he had headed for the Esmeralda Hills. Some time in February he was established there in a camp with a young man by the name of Horatio Phillips (Raish). Later he camped with Bob Howland, who, as City Marshal of Aurora, became known as the most fearless man in the Territory, and, still later, with Calvin H. Higbie (Cal), to whom Roughing It would one day be dedicated. His own funds were exhausted by this time, and Orion, with his rather slender salary, became the financial partner of the firm.
It was a comfortless life there in the Esmeralda camp. Snow covered everything. There was nothing to do, and apparently nothing to report; for there are no letters until April. Then the first one is dated Carson City, where he seems to be making a brief sojourn. It is a rather heavy attempt to be light-hearted; its playfulness suggests that of a dancing bear.
To Mrs. Jane Clemens, in St. Louis:
Carson city, April 2, 1862.
My dear mother, Yours of March 2nd has just been received. I see I am in for it again with Annie. But she ought to know that I was always stupid. She used to try to teach me lessons from the Bible, but I never could understand them. Doesnt she remember telling me the story of Moses, one Sunday, last Spring, and how hard she tried to explain it and simplify it so that I could understand it but I couldnt? And how she said it was strange that while her ma and her grandma and her uncle Orion could understand anything in the world, I was so dull that I couldnt understand the ea-siest thing? And doesnt she remember that finally a light broke in upon me and I said it was all right that I knew old Moses himself and that he kept a clothing store in Market Street? And then she went to her ma and said she didnt know what would become of her uncle Sam he was too dull to learn anything ever! And Im just as dull yet. Now I have no doubt her letter was spelled right, and was correct in all particulars but then I had to read it according to my lights; and they being inferior, she ought to overlook the mistakes I make specially, as it is not my fault that I wasnt born with good sense. I am sure she will detect an encouraging ray of intelligence in that last argument..
Yrs. etc.,
Sam.
A little later he had headed for the Esmeralda Hills. Some time in February he was established there in a camp with a young man by the name of Horatio Phillips (Raish). Later he camped with Bob Howland, who, as City Marshal of Aurora, became known as the most fearless man in the Territory, and, still later, with Calvin H. Higbie (Cal), to whom Roughing It would one day be dedicated. His own funds were exhausted by this time, and Orion, with his rather slender salary, became the financial partner of the firm.
It was a comfortless life there in the Esmeralda camp. Snow covered everything. There was nothing to do, and apparently nothing to report; for there are no letters until April. Then the first one is dated Carson City, where he seems to be making a brief sojourn. It is a rather heavy attempt to be light-hearted; its playfulness suggests that of a dancing bear.
To Mrs. Jane Clemens, in St. Louis:
Carson city, April 2, 1862.
My dear mother, Yours of March 2nd has just been received. I see I am in for it again with Annie. But she ought to know that I was always stupid. She used to try to teach me lessons from the Bible, but I never could understand them. Doesnt she remember telling me the story of Moses, one Sunday, last Spring, and how hard she tried to explain it and simplify it so that I could understand it but I couldnt? And how she said it was strange that while her ma and her grandma and her uncle Orion could understand anything in the world, I was so dull that I couldnt understand the ea-siest thing? And doesnt she remember that finally a light broke in upon me and I said it was all right that I knew old Moses himself and that he kept a clothing store in Market Street? And then she went to her ma and said she didnt know what would become of her uncle Sam he was too dull to learn anything ever! And Im just as dull yet. Now I have no doubt her letter was spelled right, and was correct in all particulars but then I had to read it according to my lights; and they being inferior, she ought to overlook the mistakes I make specially, as it is not my fault that I wasnt born with good sense. I am sure she will detect an encouraging ray of intelligence in that last argument..
I am waiting here, trying to rent a better office for Orion. I have got the refusal after next week of a room on first floor of a fire-proof brick-rent, eighteen hundred dollars a year. Dont know yet whether we can get it or not. If it is not rented before the week is up, we can.
I was sorry to hear that Dick was killed. I gave him his first lesson in the musket drill. We had half a dozen muskets in our office when it was over Isbells Music Rooms.
I hope I am wearing the last white shirt that will embellish my person for many a day for I do hope that I shall be out of Carson long before this reaches you.
Love to all.
Very Respectfully,
Sam.
The Annie in this letter was his sister Pamelas little daughter; long years after, she would be the wife of Charles L. Webster, Mark Twains publishing partner. Dick the reader may remember as Dick Hingham, of the Keokuk printing-office; he was killed in charging the works at Fort Donelson.
Clemens was back in Esmeralda when the next letter was written, and we begin now to get pictures of that cheerless mining-camp, and to know something of the alternate hopes and discouragements of the hunt for gold the miner one day soaring on wings of hope, on the next becoming excited, irritable, profane. The names of new mines appear constantly and vanish almost at a touch, suggesting the fairy-like evanescence of their riches.
But a few of the letters here will best speak for themselves; not all of them are needed. It is perhaps unnecessary to say that there is no intentional humor in these documents.
To Orion Clemens, in Carson City:
Esmeralda, 13th April, 1862.
My dear brother, Wasson got here night before last from the wars. Tell Lockhart he is not wounded and not killed is altogether unhurt. He says the whites left their stone fort before he and Lieut. Noble got there. A large amount of provisions and ammunition, which they left behind them, fell into the hands of the Indians. They had a pitched battle with the savages some fifty miles from the fort, in which Scott (sheriff) and another man was killed. This was the day before the soldiers came up with them. I mean Nobles men, and those under Cols. Evans and Mayfield, from Los Angeles. Evans assumed the chief command and next morning the forces were divided into three parties, and marched against the enemy. Col. Mayfield was killed, and Sergeant Gillespie, also Nobles colonel was wounded. The California troops went back home, and Noble remained, to help drive the stock over here. And, as Cousin Sally Dillard says, this is all I know about the fight.
Work not yet begun on the H. and Derby havent seen it yet. It is still in the snow. Shall begin on it within 3 or 4 weeks strike the ledge in July. Guess it is good worth from $30 to $50 a foot in California.
Why didnt you send the Live Yankee deed-the very one I wanted? Have made no inquiries about it, much. Dont intend to until I get the deed. Send it along by mail d n the Express have to pay three times for all express matter; once in Carson and twice here. I dont expect to take the saddle-bags out of the express office. I paid twenty-five cts. for the Express deeds.
Man named Gebhart shot here yesterday while trying to defend a claim on Last Chance Hill. Expect he will die.
These mills here are not worth a d n-except Claytons and it is not in full working trim yet.
Send me $40 or $50by mail immediately.
The Red Bird is probably good cant work on the tunnel on account of snow. The Pugh I have thrown away shant re-locate it. It is nothing but bed-rock croppings too much work to find the ledge, if there is one. Shant record the Farnum until I know more about it perhaps not at all.
Governor under the snow.
Douglas and Red Bird are both recorded.
I have had opportunities to get into several ledges, but refused all but three expect to back out of two of them.
Stir yourself as much as possible, and lay up $100 or $15,000, subject to my call. I go to work to-morrow, with pick and shovel. Somethings got to come, by G, before I let go, here.
Col. Youngs says you must rent Kinkeads room by all means Government would rather pay $150 a month for your office than $75 for Gen. Norths. Says you are playing your hand very badly, for either the Governments good opinion or anybodys else, in keeping your office in a shanty. Says put Gov. Nye in your place and he would have a stylish office, and no objections would ever be made, either. When old Col. Youngs talks this way, I think it time to get a fine office. I wish you would take that office, and fit it up handsomely, so that I can omit telling people that by this time you are handsomely located, when I know it is no such thing.
I am living with Ratio Phillips. Send him one of those black portfolios by the stage, and put a couple of pen-holders and a dozen steel pens in it.
If you should have occasion to dispose of the long desk before I return, dont forget to break open the middle drawer and take out my things. Envelop my black cloth coat in a newspaper and hang it in the back room.
Dont buy anything while I am here but save up some money for me. Dont send any money home. I shall have your next quarters salary spent before you get it, I think. I mean to make or break here within the next two or three months.