The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-10-13

out to the claim and try what you can
do"
"Halsey you don't mean itn' he ex-
claimed, springing up. His face was
working strangely, and the light of
hope once more flashed in his surken
eyes. TN do it, Halsey, and by God!
I'll succeed. You shall never repent
trusting me-
He Wrung my hand till it ached. |
put up slab of bacon and bag of
meal, and added some matches for
him; he shouldered the rocker and
package, and was off. Three or four
days passed and I saw nothing of
him. Then he came in just at dusk
and put little bag of gold-dust in my
hand.
I've enough besides for bag OF
meal and side Of bacon" he said, tri-
umphantly. 1.-THE creek is almost dry,
but I uncovered a big spring of water
in my bank to-day that will make my
fortune. The man above me has rented
the use of it at night for an ounce of
gold per night, while 1 shall use it day
times, I'm off at once so as to be ready
for work at daybreak,"
The boys were all present, and had
listened to our talk in some wonder.
There was nothing for me to do but to
tell the whole story. / was laughed at,
of course, for my soft-heartedness-for
my tenderfoot trust of strangers-and
assured that / might possibly get back
my mining tools when he got his claim
worked out, ETC., etc, all Of which l
bore so good naturally that they soon
gave up chatting,
Two weeks passed before l saw any
thing further of Burkett Then he
appeared at dinner time and asked me
to go to a bank with him. He was
ragged and dirty, but there was a we'll
fed look about him, and something like
triumph in his air.
I handed him one of my revolvers
and we set off at once. There hap
pened to be no one but the cashier
and one of the firm present when we ar
rived They knew me, as our party had
sent me several times to make de-
posit.
I introduced Burkett and waited with
some curiosity to see what followed.
IT want to cren an account" he
said quietly, drawing a small bag of
gold from a pocket. Then, while the
cashier weighed that, he drew another
and another from different parts of his
apparel-even his wide-topped boots
had served as a hiding-place for The
precious dust.
I stared OPEN outhed while the pro-
ceedings went on resulting in the sum
of 81, 700 to his credit. Then he wrung
my hand, laughing like boy, and try
ing TO force several ounces Of mis- hard
earnings upon me in payment for the
tools-the kindness God must lay up
against me, he said; he never could re-
pay that.
"But it's all owing to you,' he said;
"and pard--in cautious whisper
there's thousands more up there--thou-
sands! Every inch of the soil is
sparkle" And it was true. Silas Bur-
kett has to-day 100000 to his credit here
and in the states. For he has wisely
transferred the most of it, sending a
batch by every steamer. If anything
happens to me- he said one day, Der
tha and the children are all right. AND
God knows there is chance enough for
something to happen, which thought
brings us back to Nome City again and
her trouble.
One cause of much Of it was the evic-
ton of many miners from the beach
by the government. At least the gov
eminent gets the credit of 1T, though
lust why 1t was done no one seems TO
know That left hundreds without
work All other claims We're taken--I
don't suppose there is q rod or lana
within twenty-five miles Of the city but
is taken up-and most of the evicted
mipers became desperate and turned
their hands against the officials chat
they feel have robbed them. am to'o
the government has given transpofta-
ton home to several thousand penni-
less, discouraged people already, and
that there are thousands waiting for
chance to go.-sidney Howe in Leslie's
Weekly.