The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-20

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winch were kept the horses, the hay cut
Tor them and the game shot for winter
IN Ihe following spring the men were
carry at work, taking out as much gold
as ever. one day while Hurlburt was
cooking in the cabin. small
party of Indians stealthily approached
Ihe mine and killed and scalped Cox and
Jones; Catching up knapsack full of
koI9' durlourt ran into the woods and
maze his escape, without looking around
OF pauslng TO notice landmark The In
dlans looted the cabin, drove off the stock
ana IeIt In the direction from which the
prospectorS had come the year before.
durlourt went the other way After
many days tramping across the foot
mis- and afterTard the prairies, he struck
what proved to be the North Platte river.
ninety miles above Fort Laramie There
ne met the first strange white peODle
ne hau seen IN two years. The country
was on nre over the news of rich finds at
Alder Gulch, and those met by hurlburt
We're bound for the diggings at Grasshop-
per Creek as well as Alder. Hurlburt
added to the prevailing excitement by
Telling of his mine and exhibiting the
Knapsack of gold. The news spread and
adYenturers in search of gold came in
from all sides. In a week Hurlburt was
retracing as nearly as possible the course
over which he had so wildly fed the
previous month, and at his heels was a
crowd of not less than 40 wagons. with
900 men, women and children.
Days grew into weeks and weeks into
months and still the party tramped on,
following Hurlburt's lead everywhere
and hoping for fulfllment of his often
made promise to land them at the mine Of
lneXhaustlble gold. Finally in the fall,
HurIburt confessed that he was lost as
D10IV RS nd L,
had no further hope of finding his valua-
Die properly. He had been looked up to
all these months, but now there was a
sudden change of sentiment and prepa-
ratlons were made to lynch the bad pilot.
The rope was around his neck, and was
ABOUT TO be pulled taut, when a courage
Gus and less vengeful member of the
party sprang to Hurlburt's side with a
drawn revolver and prevented the con-
summation Of the bloOdthirsty plan
Hurl burt was released and went his way
alone. About this time the Indians took
to the warpath and the eastern prospec-
tors were stampeded, heading for a land
where there was greater safety, if less
gold. Hurlburt was last seen in Virginia
City late that fall, and probably persisted
alone somewhere while hunting for his
cabin and the mine
Bart Beckley, a Colorado miner and
u
searching the Big Horn, Castle and Emf
grant mountains, hunting for this won
derful lead, but at last gave it up in de-
spalr, although his faith IN its existence
was stronger at the last than when he
( commenced the quest.
Jack Mcdonald heard the story of
/ Beckley's wanderings from the latter's
lips, and he, too, put in a year at the
hunt, but did not find it. Joe Sweeney
"a btat. I
I long and earnestly for the Lost Cabin
mine, announcing at one time that he had
found it, but he was mistaken, and
equal disappointment awaited Jack Nye,
a well-known Nevada prospector, who
spent much time in the Big Horn coun-
try, and who thought he had discovered
the treasure, but found that he had not
About this time the trouble with Sitting
Bull came on, and that old warrior with
over 1000 lodges Of warriors took up his
heaGq uarters near the junction of the two
( Horn rivers, on the spot where Custer af-
/ terward found him and met his death.
! Sitting Bulls camp was in the very re-
gion where the Lost Cabin mine was sup
/ posed TO be, but three other prospect tors,
undaunted by the dangers which beset
/ them, managed, by travelling at
night and lying out of the way by day.
/ to get past the camp and into the
neighborhood of the mine. The best in
/ formation obtainable is that they really
! found the lost cabin and the rich lead,
/ which they worked for several months.
I They wore out their tools, and being un-
able to do anything more, determined to
return to civilization by descending the
( river on q raft. A raft was built and
I loaded with all the gold it would carry.
/ The rest the men buried near the cabin.
The intention of the men was to float to
the Yellowstone by night alone, and from
! there down by day and night, too. The
start was made, but the voyagers did not
know that they would have to pass the
J. largest Indian camp ever made in North
/ America. The camp stretched up
/ and down the river for more
J than three miles and sheltered
! 5000 to 5000 braves. An Indian
dog saw the raft and gave the alarm. In
1 their hurry to escape the men upset the
raft and were made prisoners. Two were
killed and one became insane as the result
of suffering endured after his escape
/ Despite this, a large party of prospectors
! took the demented fellow back into the
mountains and tried to get him to lead
! them to the lost cabin but he was unable
to do So. Almost monthly other expedi-
| tions to find the mine are fitted out, but
up to date the Lost Cabin mine is as thor
oughly lost as il ever was, despite the fact
| that announcement is made from time to
time that at last it really has been found.
Full of human interest and romance is
the story of the Albright mine near
Boulder, this state. The lost VEIN as
it has been designated for years, was dis
covered early in the sixties by Amos AL
bright, who came out from farm in Il
linois. He prOspected until he was broke,
and found himself here in Denver, then
more of a mining camp than village,
and in no way resembling the great city
it is to-day. Unable to borrow a grub
stake or get assistance of any kind, he
wandered aimlessly off into the noun
tains above Boulder disheartened and
ready to die. The last news he received
from home before he left Denver
was from his wife, to the effect that
George Carlisle, neighbo and creditor Of
the Aibrights, had threatened to foreclose
mortgage on their place, and had made
him self disagreeable to defenseless Mrs.
Albright With all this trouble preying on
his mind, Albright wandered away into
the mountains as long as his strength
lasted and then lay down, ready to die.
CHANGING hopelessly and aimlessly to one
side as he lay there he saw thin layer OF
pure silver-not ore, but virgin silver. 1t
was then coming on a bright moonlight
night and Albright worked until morning
taking out the the pure metal. AT day
break he packed up all the silver he could
carry, and after burying the rest and OBJ
literating traces Of his work, started back
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