The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1893-07-21

l could GIT my gun levil. ! reckin the
II ines his"
(Which will teach yc hereafter To re-
spect the wishes OF an honest pardner,"
observed the master " the situation,
sententiously.
1T air ticklish thing to shoot
mans old pardner," continued the
afflicted, as went on with my surgery.
me an Tonto's been prospectin' to-
gether for nigh five year wethout onct
fallin' out ] finds n mine aud digs till
think it amt no use diggin' no more
an gives up. advisin' Tonic TO DO
the same an pull stakes an move
further up the creek. Tonic won't
leave il, digs deeper an deeper an
strikes ore. Thet's why he thinks he
orter hav that mine o. mine. jest rs X
he finds it himself. II pears TO me It
makes no difference who works In
mine-the man cz finds it owns it. How
do it pear to you, doc?'
In a country where weapons only
carry weight preferred to defer my
opinion. THAT depends" answered.
"You see, doc" he went on, holding
out his arm while l bound 1t up. II
finds that mine twict. When we firss
struck her there war tall pine tree
standin' up on the edge OF the gulcn
right over the lead, an it want no
trouble to find the mine by tibet pine
tree. But while we war gone down TO
Tombstone to git grub the wind blew
tibet tree clean out by the roots, an IT
war the devils own game to find the
place again. Thet's how we come TO
call il the Lost Pine mine. ! clumb
up out of the gulch an walked along
till struck the tree lynn fiat on the
mesa. an thet's how found it ag'in.
The bullet from Tontos revolver had
passed through the feshy part of the
forearm without striking any bones.
washed the wound with the water re-
naming in my canteen and bound II
up in my own handkerchief, tying the
: old one around it. Without bandages
and antiscptics tina. was the best thai
could be done.
You will have to go to the camp
7 with me-" ! said. II can do no more
: for you here"
. The stately and silent Tonic inter
z posed wait till we hev done welt
i the mine. medco." he observed, II
c measured torres. II am no pard to
h man ez doesn't respect my rights The
d mine wouldn't never hev bin found
it hedn't bin fur me, an ef pard Sc
e tibet mines his he lays here till he rot
Y fur all the good Tonic Bill III be 7
l. him ag'in. / don't shoot no man ar
:. make up weth him onless there's pros
n pect of his comm to reason. Fl par
., seq the mines mine I'm willin' to site
r. weth him till the crack o doom. Al
= we'll work it together. There amt n
: usc in a mans bein' unreasonable
e What say. pard?'
IS II think we hold an ace full, Tont'
r I amt no man to dispute the rights
my ole pardner."
Or ..Why don't you sell out your int
K est?" | suggested. That will be mol
like business"
l. .Sell my interest! be burned! Ho
5, much'll you give. Tonto?"
D. dollar an drink of whisky
At chuclled Tonic, out Of his beard.
ne "Whar's the whisky?"
in PLENTY at Honest Organs. Here
, the dollar"
" Coin, Roin'. gone! Sold to Ton
" Bill fur a dollar. an drink of whist
or all my interest in the Lost Pine mil
ne me. Ephraim Carter, known to mo
ne people ez Prospect Pctc-so help n
"a Bob. Now air you satisfied, Tonto?"
N "Ez fur ez it goes" answered Tont
he sitting cross-leggcd and drawing fro
n his pocket a dirty yellow envelope. "b
think well put the deal, in writin
IN He spread the envelope on his boot-to
no and wrote painfully with stub OF
Nv pencil:
- over to William johnson all my stock
-. profits in The lost pine Mine, fur d.
81, lar & drink of whisky"
~ make yer mark, Pete" said Ton
re- passing over the paper. EphrAim G.
'oI ter took the pencil in his left hand
- made cross under the writing.
'.p what do it say, doc?" he asked.
- read the writing.
'ns Snow, medico. We kin spread yer
:. on tibet document by way OF witne
all in the procecdin'' Tonic gave Inc
les envelope. and wrote my name. TIL
my he folded it carefully and placed it
at the inside pocket of his shirt. lie;
KIN ing over he grasped Pete by the
W hand.
ter .Shakc. Pete. Now We kin bet
his Tonic Bill fur yer pard fur better
lie worse. fire an birthstone an blood,
ing ever. Yell work tibet mine weth
be- half an half, even up, an now 81
left mine they can't be no more dispute
Prospect Pete gurgled softly. bendl
tly. over the preferred hand. What
queer way to treat pard!' he m
for INJURED in a thin voice. II said 1t '
dirt cheap. but "A mine amt notf
hut dirt nohow till it's worked.
now We give me half! Bill, yc war
SOL WAYS a brother to me. in spite OF
yht ADVANTAGEOUS ways. I'll never disp
ok We agin. Never. So help me-
zap His bearded pard helped him to
feet and assisted him tenderly to
ftcr back Of the pony. DO you feel NJ?
on asked.
,,rr ..Fit enough" answered Pete
The purple twilight deepened
night as we crcpt slowly along the
leading to the camp in the footh'
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