The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1873-07-04
A coID-HUNTsR,s STORY.
RY AN oLp MINER.

decided that | shall lead of. l promise
10 do my best. One thing: What.
ever my story lacks in the manner OF
telling, it will make up in truth"
We lit our pipes, assumed comfort.
able positions on our blankets, and
then Harry asked:
.pid you ever meet Bob Adams iu
California 7"
mo; none of US ever had that
pleasure
"Well, you would have met with a
first-rate fellow; but this story will
will illustrate his virtues.
bob Adams went up to Puget's
Sound with Jim Robbins and steam
boat full of others, TO get rich in
the placers of British Columbia, in
which, by the way, never took much
stock.
"Jim Robbins was an cx-lieutenani
in the army, who had been forced tc
resign for some unusual violation oi
the rules and regulations.
Being an engineer and West
Pointer, Robbins went down 10 the
Tule River, after leaving the army
feeling certain of turning his skill Il
account; but he didn't, for. as you
know, il doesn't require much scien
titic training Ia stake oft u claim and
go Ia pannng out dirt.
Bob Adams had been gulching OF
Tulc River, and being n good, sober
fellow, with no taste ior poker or il,
kindred games he made money and
friends, aud il was well known VIII,
he worked so hard aud exercised 90
much sc'i-.lenial.
Bob had romantic attachment
-as love is called uow-a-days-iol
Mary Stanley. They had been chill
dren together, and when DIR. Stanley
Marys ta,her-was appointed To III,
army, Bob stili wrote to her, aud dis
tancc made ma. abatement in th,
warmth of his affections; and Mary
though separated from her first love
went on, eherI>liing in the temple %
her pure heart, the idol reared ther,
IN her childhood.
'Bob Adams was poor, yet he bull
a castle Tor his little brown -haire,
darling-tliat Is. lie drew the plans
bat lIe went to California for the ma
lcriai la construct II, ani every lin,
he raised his pick in the auriicroni
SOL. he thonght-.rhere, Mary. au
digging the foundation OF "a home To-
yon--nnI for me
lie Was queer, unselhsli. oil.fash
innvi Young fellow, aud wa. otter
laughed at 10y those who loved hun
iur Iie never enter.l bar, and spen
his sparc TIME r,a.iing prosy book
| or u Ihread3arc letter Ia woman
hand. He never swore. yet ha,'
heard bearded fellows swear, aiie
wip.ng their laps aml bringing dowi
| Their stlo1g fists upon tie bar q
the Eureka Saloon, that Tiiar WASH
no better clay dug than that OF whicl
| Bob Adams WAS built.
"'Ihar'r no kind o Use tryin' To e,
back ON Bob Adams 7 said San Deg
Mart, one night, when some fellow in
innaie.i that There WAS good Zeal q
| The old mad about Bob Adams =
Ihars no usc tryiE To go back ol
him, by The ghost of the S,erra-
Mart brought down his list with al
emphasis that made the glasses lea
w.tn spasInodic nervousness on tb
bar, aud ialier Dick, the bartender
looked pale aud glanced around fo
an avenue of retreat, IN case Sa
Diego Mart should look so savag
/ =. ..,.I ...s.....t I,.. ,....:t.I.. ...,k
For the palpable body OF the Sierra,
that held our camp between its feet
aud raised It's snowy heads above u
and above the clouds. was such
huge affair that any man with spar
of imagination must see that its ghos
was something simply tremendous.
".Didn't Bob Adams 60 Into ,h
mountain last winter, through ten Zee
OF snow, and bring Illinois Tom back
a LIVING skeleton, when we all though
him dead! Say, answer thalr
Mart brought down HRS FIST again
and little Dick. the bartender, jrem
| bied down 10 the bottom OF his latel
haifsoled boots.
| "'Y -a-s, that ar's true, said the ma
who had dared 10 intimate that Bo
/ Adams was effeniinate.
| when Grizzly Smith, what sho
himself last month at Peg Driver
war clingin' To "a log in the middle G
the river aJ Visalia, and eyerybod
said he was goin' to han in his chip.
who put n Iariat ronn' his waist an
swuni out and dragged Smith back (
shore, while we was all a-yellin'---eh
Answer me thatp
There was another terrific thum
on the bar, an.l two nervous glasse
leaped off aud committed harlkar
rather than stand that thing any NOR,
as fall-spiri,ed glasses shonld; an
Yale. Dick laid his hands oniihesbi
pistols behind tile bar, and glare
around with a red nose and white lip
as If he had made mp his mind, iD .h
fright, 10 blow out somebody's brain
and was only deciding with himse
i whose brains it should be.
"1'he man who had called Bob
character into question, reckonedsl i
i was mistaken, afier this demonstr
ton. aud acknowledged, as he set h
/ glass down and looked at San deg
i Mart, that Bob Adams was q purl
good feller, after all
4 'Sncb arguments as Mart's are a
ways convincing, though 10 do Il
doubter's CONSISTENCY Credit, | mu
say he left The bar-room without pa
ing tor the drink he had ordered, al
abused Bob Adams 10 the FIRST lit
man he met, aud even intirnated th
San Diego Mart was going to rui
; and went sponging round for h
liquor.
1T was into this mining camp ih
!. ex.lientenant' Jim Robbins drifie