The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1899-01-03

give me IA book called Dombey and son
one day Gosh, them old seafaring fellers
was the gamest crowd ever sec. Cuttle's
my choice. j know the book by heart and
Florence and Walter, and that shop and
Soil Gills is Jest as material az II he'd
knowed em. Why, j set and read that
over SO much, seemed like l could jest see
'em come into life and be real folks in the
freight Like TO know Dickens, the feller
that wrote em. Dead, is he? Waal, waal,
he'll never know what comfort he was
To me. When git tho charnce, I'm going
to lay wreath of posies where he is plant
ed and tell him them books hes writ has
been moro'n n gospel 10 us miners in the
mount'ins and III say come clear from
one of the newest states in the new world
TO give him my humble thanks.
Wherc was II Oh, on the toll road l
set there and smoked my pipe, looking
down the gulch OH the Uncapaghre spar.
king like silver cord fur below and lis
tening to the wind whispering through the
pines, and then heard sound The road
is so sun dried and hard 1t echoes. This
was a sortcr pattering, and want no shod
creature either IL can't be mount'in
lion, says TO myself He wouldn Z dare he
here j felt for my gun--rcvolyer you
know--and then | see this was. a dorg, a
Gordon setter and thoroughbred. white
and black, with the humanest eyes ever
see in a animal / called him and after a
survey ne como and seemed friendly
enough. Ho was footsore and lean and
looked like he d come q long way. j picked
cactus thorn out of his paw and wan Z
be gratofulg / kept watch round turn
of the ground for his owner, and pretty
soon / sec four burros. heavy loaded. and
walking behind them n youngish fellcr.
He was tall and broad shouldered, dressed
like the most of us in rough clothes, wooden
shirt, sombrero and long boots He was
bronzed some had curly hair, pleasant
blue eyes and "A struggling mustache trying
hard TO cover a mouth pretty as a woman's,
GOOD day, he says. hating tho pack
aSimals. "Thanks for helping the dog
1t was careless in me not to look when he
limpcd
"Howdy." says, looking him over.
"Stranger in these parts?'
England" he answers setting down
on a rock and mopping his forehead.
Miner"
"Going 20 be by the way, am / any
where near the claim of a man named
Day." V.
"You be, says cautious, "ncar Bige
Days tunnel It's up that trail "
"You must know him."
"Sum'at Do youF'
"No, the claim have purchased Of Gen
eral Raymond Of Denver is half mile
farther up the mountain than his. "
Poker Sam" l gasps, and mebbe
swore some, for the young feller looked
sorter s'prised. That's bis old gag, sends
'em here, mentions my name and gifts me
into his schemes, Stranger, last month
there was seven men I'd never set eyes on
afore travelling up that trail on the look
out for Bigc Days claim, They como
different ways and times, and sworc i'm
diff'rent langwidgcs but all was directed
by General Raymond-whcrc he got the
general he don't Know hisself--and had
all bought claims of him. / answered EN-
civil at first, but my dandcr got up and /
took the last ore-s Slim fellow from New
York-andr says See that speck up
there thaEp'int half mile up mountin
--waal, that's it, If you don't keer for
yer life and has good logs, you might reach
1t alive. IL you've breath left then, you
kin diskiyer tunnel six foot into the
mount in and rock all the rock you want,
but there never was, nor never will be- any
streaks Of pay dirt there and no way Of
Citing it down If there was Some of her
secrets this'old nount'in won't give up,
and where "A human gifts ovcrbold in
climbing up and trying To find out, why
she jest shcts down on Him al the start
Poker Sam played you for "A sucker"-I
looked him overland guess you was
easy To play"
Possibly" he says carclessly He
drawcd ont cigar and give me one He
set back then smoking coolly, his hat slider
him and the littlc rings of hair curling
round his forehead / chcwcd my cigar
awhile 10 git the taste
Busted" ] asks
"In the vcrnacular of the country, just
that, " ne laughs
"Bich FOLKS mcbbcg
Haven't IA soul TO care whether live
or die He looked kinder far away then