The land of gold; or, Three years in CaliforniaColton, Walter
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The land of gold; or, Three years in California
Colton, Walter
California -- Gold discoveries; California -- History -- 1846-1850
THURSDAY, MARCH 25. A California mother complained to me to-day, that
her son, a full-grown youth, had struck her. Usage here allows a mother
to chastise her son as long as he remains unmarried and lives at home,
whatever may be his age, and regards a blow inflicted on a parent as a
high offence. I sent for the culprit; laid his crime before him, for
which he seemed to care but little; and ordered him to take off his
jacket, which was done. Then putting a riata into the hands of his
mother, whom nature had endowed with strong arms, directed her to flog
him. Every cut of the riata made the fellow jump from the floor. Twelve
lashes were enough; the mother did her duty, and as I had done mine, the
parties were dismissed. No further complaint from that quarter.
MONDAY, APRIL 12. The old prison being too confined and frail for the
safe custody of convicts, I have given orders for the erection of a new
one. The work is to be done by the prisoners themselves; they render the
building necessary, and it is but right they should put it up. Every
bird builds its own nest. The old one will hold an uninventive Indian,
but a veteran from Sidney or Sing Sing would work his way out like a
badger from his hole, which the school urchin had obstructed. I had an
experiment with one a few nights since, and he went through the roof
with ball and chain. How he ever reached the rafters, unless the man in
the moon magnetized him, I cannot conjecture. But out he got, and it
cost me a California chase to catch him.
THURSDAY, APRIL 16. Six of the crew of the Columbus ran from one of her
boats this morning. They cleared the town in a few minutes, and plunged
into a forest which shadows a mountain gorge. The officer of the boat
came with a request from Capt. Wyman that I would have them caught and
brought back. My constables were both absent, and I ordered three
Californians who were well mounted to go in pursuit. The native people
are always inclined to aid a sailor in his attempt to escape; they seem
to think he is of course running from oppression or wrong, when in nine
cases out of ten he is running upon some sudden impulse, and continues
the race because he has begun it.
In this instance an order was given and it was obeyed; the sailors were
promptly apprehended and brought back. But had I offered a reward of
fifty dollars each for them, and left the Californians to pursue or not
as they preferred, not one of them would have been apprehended. I have
never known a Californian to molest a runaway sailor or soldier to
secure the reward offered. He will obey my order to arrest him, and he
would do the same if ordered to arrest his own brother, but he will not
do it to secure any pecuniary consideration. He seems to look upon it as
a breach of national hospitality. Were the De’il himself to call for a
night’s lodging, the Californian would hardly find it in his heart to
bolt the door. He would think they could manage against his horn hoof
and tail in some way.
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