The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-02-24

stream of tobacco juice on the red hot stove, and by unanimous request pro- ceeded to tell the story of the haunted prospect"
 Wall, boys, they say it's haunted, but I've never seen any spirits round, and l would not believe it until l see 'em. No, l ain't looked for 'em. The prospect belonged to a tenderfoot from the east--1 forgot his name. A fellow named Captain Jack-I forget which one, there are so many Captains Jacks sold this claim to the tenderfoot. He worked the old game on the tenderfoot. After he had sunk a shaft some twenty five or thirty feet, one night he brought over some $100 to the ton ore and plant ed it a foot or two. Next day he took the tenderfoot to the mine, and after digging about an hour he dug up the salted stuff. They went to an assayer and of course he showed that 1t was genuine good ore--running about s10O to the ton. Of course, you all know hat streak of ore may be thin or wide, deep or only surface thin, and the ten derfoot was so eager to buy that he did not care to prospect deeper than a couple of feet. Perhaps Captain Jack would not have allowed it any way You all, maybe, know how it is when fellow that's hard up wants to sell a mine" And Bill gave knowing look as he paused to irrigate the stove with another rivulet of tobacco juice.
 Wall" continued Cheyenne Bill, ''the tenderfoot gave $20,OOO for the prospect There was a whistle and exclamations of approbation from several of the half sleeping listeners, and the stove was assaulted from all directions.
 ''The tenderfoot," continued Cheyenne William, put some men to work, and before he had got down fifty feet struck good paying ore, and a few feet further he struck vein of $500 a ton ore" I This last sentence awoke the old min CTS who have an ear for little else than stories Of pay ore'
 Captain Jack had gone to Denver, and blown in his money in the gambling houses and dives, and was again back on the range prospecting when he heard of this rich strike in the prospect which he had sold to the tenderfoot as a worthless claim. He went to the mine and asked the tenderfoot for job, and was made superintendent for the good | IGItuIlc ilG IlttQ SlNcll IIlc lCuuCIIOOL in selling him the mine. Wall, boys, you know how it sometimes happens. The tenderfoot owner and his superin- |. tendent was down in the mine alone sinking drill to see how far the vein extended. All the men had come up and gone to supper except the two men at the windlass. These men said that just before the signal to haul up was given they heard something like groans. They hauled up the cage and only Cap- l tain Jack was in it. He told the men to go to supper and that he would stay and haul up the boss, who would be in there sometime. The men thought it was strange, but said nothing. Some times, you know, when a drill is run and good ore is found the secret is kept | from the miners, who leak in their talk. But their were no shares for sale in this mine, and it was not necessary 1 to keep a strike secret, as they do | when they want to buy some stock at | their own figures.
 Wall, next day the men were put to work sinking Q shaft in another diree- l ton, and the superintendent gave it out that the boss had gone to Denver to sell his mine to lot of eastern fellers. This looked likely, and nothing was said. Soon afterward Captain Jack went to Colorado Springs and come back with some men, who, he said, the boss had sent down to look at the pros- rect. The boss was not along, and they thought that was strange, too.
 'TThey went down in the mine, saw the ore, and took some to the Springs 4. FL .y~s ~.,I Captain Jack were at the Springs some of the party come back and went down in the mine to dig a few feet. They
 had heard of salted mines, and they
 were little afraid that a trick was
 being played on 'em. They dug around,
 uncovered some loose rock in cross shaft that had been just started. There
 they found the body of man with his I -