We had not hitherto deemed it necessary to raise a warning voice to a universe not much given to fooling with bears anyhow, but embrace this opportunity to declare ourself firmly and unalterably opposed to the whole business.  We plant our ample feet squarely upon the platform of non-intervention, so far as affects the social economy and individual idiosyncrasies of bears.  But if the Tribune man expects a homily upon the sin of feeding oneself in courses to wild animals, he is informed that we waste no words upon the senseless wretch who is given to that species of iniquity.  We regard him with ineffable self-contempt.

....  A young girl in Grass Valley having died, her father wrote some verses upon the occasion, in which she is made to discourse thus:—­ “Then do not detain me, for why should I stay When cherubs in heaven call me away?  Earth has no pleasure, no joys that compare, With the joys that await us in heaven so fair.”

As the little darling was only two years and a fraction of age it is tolerably impossible to divine upon what authority she sought to throw discredit upon the joys of earth:  her observation having been limited to mother’s milk and treacle toffy.  But that’s just the way with professing Christians; they are always disparaging the delights which they are unfitted to enjoy.

....  The Rev. Dr. Cunningham instructs his congregation that it is not enough to give to the Church what they can spare, but to give and keep giving until they feel it to be a burden and a sacrifice.  These, brethren, are the inspired words of one who has a deep and abiding pecuniary interest in what he is talking about.  Such a man cannot err, except by asking too little; and empires have risen and perished, islands have sprung from the sea, mountains have burnt their bowels out, and rivers have run dry, since a man of God has committed this error.  Obituary notices.  Christians.

....  It is with a feeling of professional regret that we record the death of Mr. Jacob Pigwidgeon.  Deceased was one of our earliest pioneers, who came to this State long before he was needed.  His age is a matter of mere conjecture; probably he was less advanced in years than Methuselah would have been had he practised a reasonable temperance in eating and drinking.  Mr. Pigwidgeon was a gentleman of sincere but modest piety, profoundly respected by all who fancied themselves like him.  Probably no man of his day exercised so peculiar an influence upon society.  Ever, foremost in every good work out of which there was anything to be made, an unstinted dispenser of every species of charity that paid a commission to the disburser, Mr. Pigwidgeon was a model of generosity; but so modestly did he lavish his favours that his left hand seldom knew what pocket his right hand was relieving.  During the troubles of ’56 he was closely identified with the Vigilance Committee, being entrusted by that body with the important mission of going into Nevada and remaining there.  In 1863 he was elected an honorary member of the Society for the Prevention of Humanity to the Chinese, and there is little doubt but he might have been anything, so active was the esteem with which he inspired those for whom it was desired that he should vote.