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OSHKOSH NORTHWESTERN

March 3, 1870

 

“Tripeli” at Fremont

Correspondence of the Daily Northwestern

 

FREMONT, Feb. 21

            You have been pleased to notice the fact that a bed of “Tripoli”, an excellent and effective polish for metals, glass, ivory, varnish, hard wood, &c., has been discovered on land owned by W.B. Mumbrue, Esq., near Gill’s Landing.  Now, please mention another fact – that we, too, have discovered a bed of the same substance on our land adjoining this village. While having an artesian well bored last season, the man who had charge of the work announced to us the fact that he had discovered an article held in high esteem as a polisher of metals, &c., and advised us to make money out of it. As we are not naturally very sanguine, we paid but little attention to the subject at the time.  But the other day we were shown a piece taken from the land of Mr. M., and recognized it at once as the same material as that found on our premises.  IN boring 70 feet we were probably over half the distance in “Tripoli”.  What a “mine of wealth”!  If we don’t get rich out of it, it will probably be because we --- shall not!  They say it is the greatest “polisher” in the world – polishing anything, even manners.  If so, it ought to find a ready market, as goodness knows it is much needed.  If it would only brighten the intellect, what a fine thing it would be!  When we were young, those having the care of our education used to assure us that we never could become a – polished gentleman.  We guess that was before the discover of “Tripoli”!  If you know of any who want to purchase a few acres of the article, please refer them to us.  We will sell all that lies within a specified circumference between zenith and nadir, and let them have all they can find by delving or soaring.  There’s a chance for some cute Yankee to make a fortune.  We must sell out.  We cannot bear to think of raising potatoes in a soil which hides so much “mineral wealth”.  Besides, we confess it reluctantly, we are a little too fond of our personal ease, or, to speak more politely, we are too confounded lazy to dig, even if we could get rich by doing so.                                                            J.W.