Sierra County advocate. [volume] (Kingston, N.M.) 1884-1960, 1894-08-24


middle height, strongly built, and
apparently still in the thirtles as
to ago. His companion on the 9TH
er hand. was turning gray, and
was herculean In stature.
Three minutes later an you
would have found me shut up for
the night. Vat can / do for ye,
gents?" said the jew glibly, from
the further side of rough hewn
and exceedingly thick counter.
"We've struck the lie the past
few days" SAID the smaller of the
two men, "and we've got some stuff
we want to SELL"
Sand, spangles and prize mug
gets" added the other.
always ready to do business"
said the jew.
The Hercules lifted on to the
counter heavy bag small sack,
in fact-whlle his companion pro-
duced, with some difficulty, large
nugget from the bosom of his fan
mel shirt.
That's the little lot,' said the
big man.
The Jew east a startled look
from the gold to the men,
"Dug it all yourselves out ov the
dirt2"
Every ounce" replied the small
Ter man.
Let me feel the weight of your
nugget" said the Jew. "Aha!
About seven pounds"
"Too thin, Mosesl Ten if it's a
pennyweight. You may take it for
ten at q guess" replied the shorter
man.
The jew, as we'll as weighing the
nugget in his hand, examined it
with the eyes of a connoisseur-
and something besides.
"It's no doubt a crate peauty,"
he said. "Vell, pefore We put it on
the schale you must tell me vot
your names is, to enter in my
pook.
Alright, Moses" said the small
Ter man who was more fluent OF
speech than his companion: my
names Johnson. and my pard's
name is Wilkins"
"Then Wy do yer mark somepody
else's name on your nuggetp
"What do you mean?" cried the
biggest man sharply.
"yat ] say. Markin' another
mans name on your nugget Is
dangerous bit of folly, an may
some night get you into trouble. "
"Well, what do you mean to do
about it?' demanded the shorter
man. slipping his hand behind him
as he spoke.
"Try and find out 10. p and see
vat he links about it?' cried the jew
endeavoring to snatch up the mug
get, which he had laid down on the
counter while opening hls register.
"No, you don't" exclaimed the
Hercules. seizing both the nugget
and the canvas bag, while at the
same moment his companion drew
a revolver from behind him and
fred at the Jew, who fell in heap
behind his counter.
"You id fool! What did you
do that for? / could have throt-
led him before he was able to make
a soundp exclaimed the Hercules,
savagely. "Your internal readI-
ness with your pill box as you
call it, will bring the whole camp
down upon us before We can get
off,"
"Don't jaw, but make for the
stream and up the path onto the
cliff; then we can decide on what to
do next" cried the other, dashing
out of the jews shanty with his
companion.
A quarter OF an hours run
brought them to the foot of a cliff,
up which they contrlved to climb.
On reaching the top they found a
hollow in which, even had it been
daylight, = sSeyrnould have been
completely hidden FROM the eyes of
anybody in the camp.
"Now, what are you going to
do?" asked the bigger man.
"My idea is to make to the
orush," replied his companion,
"and that as soon as we've divided
this gold.
very good" replied the Her
cules, but how are we going to do
ltw
"This way" cried the smaller