Arizona weekly miner., 1875-10-08
THE PECK SERIES ETC.

EDITOR MINER A few weeks ago, re
 member of being collared by the long editor
 of the MINER, to state few facts respecting
 the new discovery known as the Peck mines,
 at the northeastern base of the Bradshaw mountains, and I propose now, as briefly as
 possible, to relate what progress has been
 made Since that time there has been taken
 out of the Peck mine thirteen tons of high
 grade ore and twenty-five tons of second
 grade ore; the first class ore being worth from two to three thousand dollars per ton,
 and the second grade being worth from two
 hundred to six hundred dollars per ton. We
 are down thirty seven feet on the Peck, and
 at this depth there are three pay streaks
 crossing the shaft and aggregating twelve
 inches of ore worth two thousand dollars
 per ton. This may not be very big but it is
 good enough fer poor folks, and as we have
 found the trail towards China very fair so
 far we are anxious to see what kind of cur
 rency Is afoat thoussnd feet under the top
 rock
 The Occident, running parallel with the
 Peck, and recently opened, shows high grade
 ore for distance of 5000 feet, and gives un-
 mistakable evidence of being "stunner."
 Over the divide, towards Black Canon, Andy Curtin and Houghtein have got the Silver Prince, "broth of boy" and have so much horn silver in front of them and be- hind them, and around them, that in less than twelve months they will be able to sup ply every miners cabin in the Territory with solid silver plate. What do you think of having few old boulders laying around loose that weigh ton apiece, and that will go from seventy to eighty per cent in silver as fast as you can crack em open, and the centre of a quartzite dike filled with pure ] ''chawed rosin," for twelve hundred feet |? If you don't believe it, go and see it and you will come back and tell the dear people that l in the days of long ago this section of coun- try was inhabited by a race of giants, and | that among their favorite sports was that of ten pins, and that they used these quartzite dkes for alleys and the tall pines of the Bradshaw for pins, and when by some mys- terlous power they were dispersed, they left the balls behind 'em for such Goths and Vandals as Peck and Cole and Curtin and Hogle, ct Id genus omne, to mash up and sack up and send to market
 Then there is Billy Gavin, too; he has been and gone and done it. He must leave his comfortable stone cabin, on Big Bug, and go proving around to see what be could stumble over, until one fine morning he ights upon an Arizona trife, a ledge hun fred and fifty feet wide and thousand feet nigh, carrying in its broad lap silver and cad and copper and antimony, and almost 'verything you can call for except mint ju- . cps and paregoric. Mir. Gavin, one of these ncient antiquarians in pursuit of peuter, to- ,ether with Mir. Charles E. Hitchcock, who a a wns broken down ten-stamp mill that fell s nder the weight of five feet of snow last winter in this horrible desert of Arizona. nd Mir. Kennedy, recently arrived with ! and of cattle from Kansas. These three entlemen must go roaming over the country I. n horseback, between Lone Pine, on Big el tug creek, and the "helbow" on Turkey \ reek, as Bill Simmons says. They are not respecting; oh, no! simply taking the Iorning air for their health, when they fell C ver small backbone as above stated, and ith all the complacency in the world at nee proceed to locate their 'sthree fifteens." e ? forty-five hundred feet, and then ride back breakfast on ham and eggs. Who couldn't t breakfast seasoned with million tons of e in sight at hundred dollars ton Shall go on to relate any more discoveries; shall betray family secrets, and tell the world ,w Mrs. Hitchcock, determined not to be tdone, stole forth in the twilight and actu- y found silver bearing ledge, which she med the "Twilight," and how in the day ,>, ,ht it gave such show of wealth that Big lg creek is nothing but domestic felicity. But, Mir. Editor, am not going on with , e tale of discovery and wonder for unbe on wing ears. Bye and bye, the public will - 7, there he goes, there's Munchausen how you Gulliver2 And as I don't like epe- 'ts and questionable nick-names, all can IS. go and see for yourself and you will N lfirm all have said, and good deal more.
 Yours, truly, C.C. BEAN.
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