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Teusday January 1st 1850 Hail Teusday! thous first born of the new year. Thou dost usher upon the world another half century. Times aged brow axious another wrinkle - his pulsied limbs now bear another semi centenial load. I shall not live to see another half century's dawn - ere 1900 is chimed upon the midnight year. I shall lie moulding in my grave. Ah! is it not a consoling though - that we are immortal - that the body is not all - that "it is not all of death to die". Who otherwise could look with complacency on corruption - earth and worms. To coop the spirit in the grave were horrible. It is New Years day! and here am I in California. How different are my circumstance - my associations - from those of this day year. The scenes of Albany - of happy friends - of gala-day dressed citizens - of New Years calls - how vanished and in this place - comes Natoma - tents - mining - and miners. Life is but a bubble-floating in air - changing incessent - until dashed to earth. As in the States - for the few past years - so in California. New Year's day has proved rainy. My occupation for the day has been making a pair of canvass duck breeches - and sweetned buiscuit. What shall I be doing next New Years day? Last night was celebrated in Natoma by the advent of two balls. One at the Star Hotel - the other at Pool's. The six young women of the place was shared between them. Considering the scarcity of females - the Star having forestalled - Pool's fell through. Firing of guns - snapping of caps - signalized aboud the departure of the year. Excelsior's clerks outdid the crowd - by torching off this evening a box of five-crackers. Excelsior how hast thy glories departed since erst in Boston thou didst receive that banner - and with many a eloyment word didst promise to shout its moth on California's hills!