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Volume 3 (1858-1859) (592 pages)
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Page: of 592
HUTCHINGS’ CALIFORNIA MAGAZINE.
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he “ couldn’t be much mistaken on that
pile: seen too much of that kind of gold
in this old cabin.”
Now, too, the respective prospects of
theirs and their neighbors’ claims are
discussed, the general news of the place
talked over, a game of cards played, and
a magazine (ours, of course !) or book is
read, while the cook for the day mixes
up the bread and puts the beans to soak
for the morrow. Perhaps a neighbor
drops in and relates that, during the
storm last night, the old “nut pine’
tree, on White Rock Flat, had fallen
right across Fred Hayfield’s cabin, and
made Fred and the timber both fly, the
former thiough the. window and the latter: in every direction, and did a smashing business in crockery and cabin-ware.
Jerry Dayton, who was passing at the
time, narrowly escaped being — frightened! for, hearing the roots of the old
tree snapping, he checked himself rather
too suddenly, and measured his length
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on the ground, fortunately at a sufficient
. distance from the cabin to escape the
danger of being made into smaller pieces
than either his sweetheart or mother
would be likely to approve of.
But let us ascend still higher, for the
gold range extends nearly to the yery
tops of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. As
we leave the valleys and cafions below,
and climb the zig-zag trail to the summit
above, where it was orly inches at a
lower altitude, it has here increased in
depth to feet. Now, too, the sugar pine,
THE CABIN.
(Pinus Lambertiana,) with its immense
dimensions, gracefully-spreading boughs,
chaste foliage and depending cones; the
balsam fir, (Picea grandis,) the hardy
Williamson spruce, (Abies Williamsonii, )
with numerous others of the same
extensive family; the California nutmeg
tree, (Zorreya Californica,) the arbor
vite, (Thuja gigantea,) and other varieties of the same family, together with
the California mountain laurel, ( Oreodaphne Californica). These, and a vast
number of hardy and graceful trees and