Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1900-03-30

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Almost worn out with that hope de-
ferred which maketh the heart sick, he
paused one day to watch an oldish man
who worked on in his claim almost with
out intermission. The old man seemed
irritated, as though he thought the dudes
luck might be contagious.
what dye want?" he growled. II
can't afford to pay for any dudes help"
II want" said Harold, what most of
US are here for, l guess, and that is
gold"
"Well why don't you look for it stead
of loafng around and hindering others?'
Where shall l lookY" said Harold In
the half tired, half pettish tone Of one
who had tried everywhere.
SWELL" said the man, pausing from his
labors and Strengthening his back with
difficulty, "if l were you I'd try right
there in the middle of that Slew"
This was said with the broadcast wink
to some other men standing near and
was received by them with a loud guffaw
of laughter.
To the mems surprise Harold at once
crossed to the slew Ia small depression
of marshy land where stagnant water
gathered) and was soon busily at work.
On the following day he continued and
went down to the Office and formally en-
tered for the claim. The news spread
that the English dude had staked q claim
and was working for gold in the Boggy
slew. A number of idlers hung about
and watched him and amused one an
other with their gibes.
"Gav dudon unuld como tho Familiar
impertinence, don't you wan a partner
| thereW
Cor a team to carry off the gold?" from
another b%ystander.
Then a pause, and another tormentol
would begin. Don't forget to give me
some shares in the company"
Then, again, "Say, dude, how many
thousand'n you sell your claim for?
with your luck thrown ill.," added a
further voice.
After a few days Harold's face flushed
with a reviving hope. He had found
gold in his unpromising claim, and the
only question was how soon would it
give out. Each days work, however,
seemed to yield him a heavier return Of
ore, and at length he found a ''pocket'
which was in itself a fortune. With an
extra heavy load he went down to the
bank and was as usual hailed by another
gold seeker:
"Say, anything but water in your
slew?"
"Nothing much" replied Harold in an
offhand manner "Only the dudes luck"
The find was too remarkable a one to
remain long unknown, and it IA soon
bruited abroad that the dude had
made nearly a record ''pile." At once
Harold Tremayne found himself courted
by those who had laughed and gibed at
him but a few hours earlier. He had
worked for a goal that he had never lost
sight Of, and before the weather render
ed travelling impossible he made arrange
ments safeguarding his interests in Klon-
dixie and returned to Vancouver, already
the master Of more wealth than that
which Mr.. Bartlett had named as an es-
sential qualification for a son-in-law Of
his.
Returned ''bearded like the pard" from
a place where everything is s%ubordinated
to the feverish lust for gold, Harold had
himself, to use his own words, Shaved
into responsibility" and started east with
the least possible delay. He had left Liv-
erpool in the early spring and was back
there once more in the early winter. His
vessel arrived in the Mersey about noon,
and directly he got ashore Harold pro-
ceeded to the familiar offices in Water
street.
He was eyed somewhat obviously by
his whilom fellow clerks, who only knew
that he had "chucked up his BERTH for
some whim. With a little trepidation he
asked if Mr.. Bartlett were in and was at
once ushered into the principal partners
sanctum.
"Ha" exclaimed that worthy. How
dye do, Tremayne? Back even sooner
than l expected Then, without waiting
for a reply, he rose and called into the
outer office: "Mr. Joyce, can we make a
vacancy for a new junior? Here's young
Tremayne wants us to give him a fresh
start"
Poor Harold felt in a very awkward
quandary. He could not well blurt out:
"I've made a fortune. Now may | mar
ry Mabel?" Yet that, Of course was
what his return meant. While Mr.. Bart
lett had gone to the door, the younger
mans eyes fell upon a copy Of The Daily
Post on the desk, and he saw in a flash
the following paragraph:
"Among the passengers by the steam
ship Partisan, due in the Mersey today,
IL one Of the latest Of the Kiondike mil
lionaires, Harold Tremayne, who we be-
lieve only left this city in the early part
Of the present year."
Harold's eyes sparkled with amuse-
ment as he put his finger against the par
agraph and pointed it out to Mr.. Bartlett
as that gentleman reseated himself. The
usually dignifed head of the firm jumped
from his chair to the door again and call.
ed excitedly:
II say, Joyce, Of course I meant junior
partner. Don't make any COMPOUNDED
mistake and imagine I meant Junior
clerk"
With the new year the style of the firm
became Bartlett, Joyce & Tremayne, and
when spring was merging into summer
the daughter Of the oldest member of the
firm became the wife Of the youngest
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