The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1894-02-03

or merchants delivery wagons at their
door. It reminded me of the IRISH
nan's dream, who dreamed he was IN
He'll. your readers doubtless remem-
Der it). Breakfasting at the celestlafs
l recognized the single boarder as the
old-time Postmaster and Merchant,
now retired on his ducats.
I looked in vain for my old custo-
mers Geo. Thatcher q Co. John
Wearne, and Spencer q Frank and
learned they had retired from business
not with a competency as they de-
served. The blacksmith shops at one
time in full blast crowded with custo-
mers who had to take their turn, la
Barber shop, now without the click
of bellows or ring of hammers. The
four Quartz Mills formerly usefully
employed in turning out the once pre-
cious but now degraded metal, now
idle and going to ruins. Well, the
camp once the scene of busy multi
tude scattering money to host of
Transfers, Ranchers and other, cover
ing vast area with prosperity and
consequent happiness, is now practi-
cally abandoned, and the surrounding
country groaning: No market.
l enquire, why this change? It it
caused by the demonstration of silver?
Are your mines worked out? What
about the galexy of prosperous mines,
notably the Star and it's satellites?
What about the Railroad that was to
pass through here to San Francisco?
''Well," says my old and once pros
porous friend, "the leading mines that
had produced millions of the precious
metal met with series of calamities
too numerous to occupy your time
in the telling were literally and prac-
tically piled by bad management here
and rascality in San Francisco. There
is no give out to the ore, the lowest
levels are productive. I know it is the
old, old story, but as regards this camp,
it is a veritable fact. In confirmation
of my knowing it, I remain here be-
lieving that sooner or later this camp
will boom again. When silver is recog-
missed as of old, capitalists will take
hold Of these mines and prosperity
will return. AS to the Rail Road,
well: I know this is on the "air line"
from Salt Lake to San Francisco and
Railroad engineers are not going out
of the way to give us the gobye."
"Well," Jack, "is there no early
prospect of something being done be-
fore silver is remonetized?" ''Perhaps
yes. The Salt Lake capitalists, who
are operating in the opposite range at
Ruby Hill have their eyes on some
of our mines and very recently Capt.
Hank Smith, their manager, along
with Mr.. A. O. Cleveland of this coun-
ty, brought along the former foreman
of the Star, Jack Bews, to together in
spect and learn what they could about
that mine and adjoining ones, now in
corporated in one company. under
stand they were favorably i'm
pressed"
My informant was full of hope and
patiently awaiting the good things in
store for Cherry Cheek, and l have
no doubt his anticipations will be real
lied. With a twinkle in his eye he
told me there was something ahead
which was private. His remarks
were well sustained by the present en-
terprising Postmaster and Merchant
as well as others with whom con-
versed. I did not get any orders but
hope and expect ere long to again see
Cheorry and pen new accounts.
While here occurred a very pleasant
episode, I was interviewed by and
elderly gent, to know my business
and having leisure submitted to the
ordeal with good grace. After salts
flying his curiosity he informed me
that he had administered justice for
many years but being Disguised with
this mundane sphere he had retired
on well earned pension for his
doughty deeds on the bloody battle
fields of Old Mexico, and now devoted
himself to more ethereal subjects.
Accepting his invitation to take a
music book, [ was most delightfully."-
entertained and even yet enjoy the
refrain. Among his recent guests l
learned were Mr.. A. G. Cleveland and
friend. Mr.. G was good judge of