Melancholy Circumstance! We have been kindly forwarded with a copy of an American journal which gives, in a letter from California, dated in April last, the particulars of a melancholy accident by which a young man who resided some time in Chatham (North. Co.) met with an untimely death: " On the 25th (Christmas Day) after casting anchor in the Chartres, we went on shore with the Captain, returned and took our dinner, and then the Captain, Alfred D. BROCKWAY, James GRAHAM, Thomas WADE, Aaron PEABODY, Warren FOSTER, Joshua BOYDEN and I, started in a boat up the river, insearch of the best chance for water. Some went on shore and walked part of the way near the bank in search of game, while the rest managed the boat. About a mile above the vessel, we saw a wolf, apparently of the prarie breed, and three of our number were following it up a high hill, when the Captain called for them to return, as it would be consuming more time than we could spare to follow it. All returned but BROCKWAY, who was in the advance of the rest, no one had seen him nor knew anything more than he was last seen ascending the hill. The Captain waited awhile and hearing nothing further from him, mustered a party and started in search. With consider- able labor they reached the top of the hill, on the northern part of which they found Mr. BROCKWAY, lying on his face, at the mouth of the wolf's den, which he had shot there - and from the appearance he had, after firing off one charge from his double-barrelled gun, inconsiderately used it to hook out the wolf; when in so doing, the second load was discharged into his body, entering on the right side near the collar bone, passing through the lungs and heart and making its exit from the left side. The party returned with the mournful intelligence, stating that it was out of their power to bring him down in the night time, weak handed as they were. About day-break, the Captain again mustered a party who armed themselves and started again for the body. On reaching the place the body was found undisturbed; but on hearing a growling in the wolf's den, although seeing nothing, the Captain fired his musket, which bursted and injured him, slightly wounding his hand and face and affecting his hearing so much that he was rather deaf on one side for a number of weeks... The body of Mr. BROCKWAY was brought down the mountain, taken on board the boat and conveyed to the vessel. Mr. BOYDEN made a good pine coffin for it and the same after noon, it was carried on shore and buried some feet above high water mark opposite to where the vessel laid at anchor.