The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-07-28

when we discovered it 7 hope it won't
prove unluCky-'
We went down into the mine. an every
thin wos in order ropes an woodwork,
an all. an We found Il wos richer n we
ever thought Thar w0s tons an tons. an
tons OF ore 10 be got out by the diggin !,
an 10 wos good quality too. an We looked
rund an found an old ore mill Wot the
Spaniards had used, an We put Il into
repair, an set to work, an brought lots
o silver 70 the surfss without much
trouble An the more we got, the more
! noticed scowlin' looks an black faces
among the Mexicans: an I said TO my
partners that somethin' wos wrong. A
greaser, yew see. amt 20 be trusted heap
at any time whar money or moneys worth
Is consarned, an when thar wOs SIGH
lot of II, yew had to keep yewr eyes SKIM
ed We watched by day an watched by
night
one evenin' we went at il plump CEN
ter, an had II out with 'em. an told EN-
that they'd have to do their work together,
an we'd DO our work together-that wed
go down the mine one day. an that they'd
have 10 go down the next. an so Oman
that we wouldn't work together 10 more.
They grumbled an said. Yes, an We
worked as we said-one day the Mexicans
up an We down. But even that didn't
seem TO put the collar straight, an we
might all have been murdered If one o
the greasers. called Red Snake John,
hadn't got drunk one night an let the
bizness out o. the wallet. They'd got to-
gether a lot o p'isonOus calamo brush,
stun wot when yew burn IL makes dead
~ smoke that kills man an beast an
slowed it away near the mouth o. the
mine, an they'd settle il, that the fust
mornin when we wos down. they wOs to
fan on the boy on guard an kill him. an
then pun UP the ropes an baskets, an FIRE
the the ealamo brush an throw It
down an pison, us all with smoke
an they'd git the mines TO themselves
alone. We put our heads together an
thought II out, an We decided to sarve
EN- slick as they'd have sarved US. l re-
member 1t 10 this day. They'd all gone
down. 'cept Red Snake John, wot wos on
guard at the mouth. john wos always
fond o liquor, an we enticed him away,
an tew o the boys settled him. Then we
pulled up all the ropes, an we got out the
plsonous brush-wood that the'd stored,
an we fired ii an thrOwed ii down. an
put logs over the mouth o. the shaft o.
the mine, and shoveled tons and tons of
earth over il; an we could hear 'em yell.
an shout an scream. An we found af-
terward' they tried to climb up but they
couldn't. The hellish CalamO brush burns
anyhow, an the smoke o. it would p'ison
snakes an chameleons
II m glad l kin say afore my God I
hadn't hand in the bloody work my
self. But l seed it done an fur nigh on
three days that follered we watched, an
watched, an heeard no sound in the
mine. An then a great fright come over
US, why or wharfur none of us knowed,
but none O. us dared go near the place.
At last some of us plucked up courage.
an we shovelled the earth away, an
even then the devillish smoke cum out O.
the mine. an fur two days no one could
go down. 1 tried il thrice and had to
go back every time. The beams an heavy
woodwork wus uninjured. Calamo brush
you see, burns like dry grass. It's as
p'isonous as the deadly night shade, but
it'll barely scorch a mans hand.
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