Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-09-21
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through my honest grasp. All, Colo
radios hard country to make a ivin'
i'm t7i.'1 iat.-' ~ 80 t#'s. 18f
One miner, a green one, who had not
been there long, swore furiously for a
moment. but, seeing he was alone, and
feeling how Inadequate were even the
most massive oaths, he suddenly
stopped, and then the silence that fol-
lowed was painful. They could hear the
wicked little coyote calling from the
hills above, but that was all. At last.
the two men began to gasp and gaze
at each other as they got their respec-
tive breaths. The Englishman, who
had been rubbing his throat, saw the
bar, and, as if resolved to see if he could
still swallow, called up the crowd with
q jerk of his thumb, and treated promis-
cuously. This broke the ice; for he
swore Justify as he drank, with the very
first breath he had to spare. t 2:ie 4.
"He's gentleman" sgueaked the
his mouth on his sleeve.
"Swears like gentleman, answered
the Colonel. .'sus. <-t
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Ginger, as he raked in and clinked two
sovereigns.
"Well, who cares for live English
lord, anyhow" half sneered the Doctor,
taking heart again from his full tumbler
of Colorado lightning.
ave licked 'em at Bunker Hill,
didn't weP" courageously responded the
Colonel, aside to his piping little part
ner; and then, with the new inspiration
upon him, he advanced and, bowling
profoundly to Lord Howard as he
reached his hand, exclaimed with a
flourish of the arm that took in the
whole Rocky Mountains: "You are well
come, sir. Welcome to the balmy
breezes, the lofty attitudes, and the
aurif'rous regions of Colorado" He
broke down, struck an attitude again
and went on: ''The British Lion, sir
and the American Eagle, sir. The
American Eagle, sir-sir-the British
Lion and the American Eagle-sir-sir
-sir-I-I-I'd like to sell you a mine,
sir. No-no-not this one. Another
one. Got another up canyon. Can
have it in full operation in two hours,
sir''
My lord seemed bit dazed and did
not respond.
"Come to Colorado for your health,
1 s'pose, my lord?" piped in the Doc
tor, edgewise. ...-l.
"Ho! no! bless me soul, MOI" puffed
the old nobleman at last, with his glass
to his eve, and hand still to his throat.
"Well, that's queer. Everybody
comes to Colorado for their health"
answered the Doctor.
"Of course. then, you came to Colo
RADIO, my lord, to buy miner" cried
Colonel Bill. "Got the biggest thing in
America, sir!"
"Why, bless me soul, no! I want no
mine. l want neither mine nor medi-
cine. I-I-will you drink, gentlemen?"
He had learned a Colorado trick or two.
"The bloody alkai dust of Colorado
makes me throat hurt; or was it the
whisky? Hot! bless me soul, that was
hot!
The old nobleman wrestled bravely
with the burning liquid, and Colonel
Bill, who now stuck like burr to his
elbow, continued: @az
"Climate! Climate, my lord! Colo
RADIOS a hot country. But I'd like to
sell you mine up the canyon, sir; or
down the canyon, or anywhere you
please, my lord; forty foot vein, dips,
sours and angles, all solid silver, 'cept
the gold in it. 'Spect to find it in a
liquid state Or next cross-cut and inter-
section level. Like to sell you that mine,
my lord. Buy a silver mine, sir? I'll
sell you a gold mine; sell you a dia-
mond mine!''
"Why bless me soul, do you Colorado
men think of nothing but selling a
minep' clustered the old nobleman,
finally, after he had screwed his eye
glass in its place and had looked long
and curiously at the giant before him.
"Why, at Denver, a dozen men wanted
to sell me mine before l got the dust
out of me eyes; and here you all seem
to think, talk, dream of nothing else"
He went over to the bar and reached
his hand to Ginger for his change. He
had heard enough and wanted to 60
away.
so, that's all right. That's all paid, "
answered Ginger.
81 want me change. I gave you two
sovereigns, me man. / gave you two
sovereigns."
eyes, yes, know. That's all right.
You see, sovereigns are at a discount in
Colorado"
"Bless me soul! Then I'd better 90
at once, and get on into Canada
And he walked aside, and, big with
unborn English oaths, looked down into
the now empty shaft.
"Don't want any mine,'' said the
Colonel, mournfully, to the Doctor.
"Nor don't want any medicine"
gloomily answered the Doctor. "He's a
sort of ole'margarine lord, anyhow, he
is. Let's go for him!''
"Says he wants to git into Canada, ="
chuckled the Colonel.
The big-hearted Colonel Bill Williams
was reckless now. He had met with
many failures in his stormy life on the
border, but none so inglorious as this he
had just encountered. He was in dis
grace before all his men, who had been
appalled, at the audacity of the stranger,
and were correspondingly losing conf
dence in Colonel Bill. Now they stood
about, gloomy, helpless, almost penni-
less. If he could not sell the mine, he
thought to himself he would at least
sell the very green old Englishman.
Assuming gay air of banter, he began ::