The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-06-11

DEdtlng III Salt Lake City NlIn the Seg- eral thousand dollars received for the few sacks of ore Bad cess to him and his boots and unto this day not even a single son of Erin knows the secret
 where Hagerty got the ore. But some people who know the circumstances think they have a pretty good clue that it was close to Loon Creek. They are | Outfitting for the same at the present
 writing.
 A story more authentic and contain ing less of romance is that of the Lost Sinker." Peter Albert, an old time placer miner, now on Loon Creek, | discovered the Sinker some years ago, in company with a man named Mar shall. While going from Loon Creek to the Cape Horn and Sea Foam Coun- l try with pack ponies, they crossed a mountain side piled with heavy py- rites of copper. Being placer miners, they paid little attention to it, but since
 the discovery of the Lost Packer"
 with its pyrite ore carrying hundreds of dollars per ton, Pete has concluded
 to investigate that pyrites proposition. He made mysterious trip in that di- rection last summer. and likely will go again when the snow gets out of the mountains. The boys had better
 watch him if they want to be next" There is no use trying to interview him. He may indulge. but he won't di- vulge. So much for the Lost Sinker." | Now for the Lost Swim"
 In the boom days of Bananza, Idaho or about the latter seventies, a man named Swim came and recorded a claim, described as fifteen miles south west of Bonanza. Assays showed sev- en hundred dollars per ton. It being already late, he went to silver City, | Idaho, and wintered. He returned in the spring by way of Ketchum, with partner and wagon load of provi- siOnS. Swim, in order to search out the road, kept somewhat ahead of the team. arriving on the Upper Salmon River in Stanley Basin. He rode far ahead to make a reconnaissance, but. sad to relate, he never returned. His | saddle and equipment were cast up by the swollen Salmon River. but Swim was seen no more of men, and the ex- act whereabouts of his mine is still mystery.
 There is lost placer mine near Rob- | inson, Idaho, abandoned by discoverers on account of Indians. but said to be equally as good as the Robinson Bar, which produced a quarter million. There are lost placers on Loon Creek, from which bottles of gold were dis played in Salmon City years ago by the I tn nl where he died without divulging the secret Salmon City people have searched for this placer several sum- | mers. An old Chinaman of Custer City claims to know of lost rich placer l near Loon, found by himself and an- othre Celestial back in the seventies while on the way from Idaho City to | Orc Grande. One three hundred and l eighty four dollar nugget was secured, but between fear of Indians and of
 white men the almond-eyed, opium l their find. In fact, their fears were not groundless, for three of their comrades about that time were murdered near 1 Orc Grande. Others were driven to the snow-clad mountains, where they per- ished and thirteeh were subsequently massacred by savages. In the words of one Celestial "Chinaman heap sabbe white man heap tiaid Indian. 1 Chinaman heap faid Indian, heap flaid
 white man." With all this they left the
 placer. They could not handily refind
 t and being aliens could not hold it.
 Several parties have this placer spot
 ted with intent to bring in few burro loads of bullion this summer.
 | If space permitted, we would give a dissertation on Bill Thompson's Blue Lead. on the east fork of Mayfeld Creek, eighteen miles from Custer City,
 which assayed two hundded dollars. but is also lost Then there is the
 Lost Stump" seen occasionally by hunters. It is supposed to mark the
 spot where an old prospector discov-
 cred the pure stuff sticking out of
 the ground. He cut a large pine tree for landmark and then duly proceed ed to lose the whole locality. Some
 where on the hillside above the upper
 town site of Orc Grande is a big ledge
 averaging twenty dollars per ton. but it's discoverer, who alone knew it's
 whereabouts was killed by a. snow
 slide on Jordan Creek some years ago while coming in from his find.
 It is due to the pathetic uncertainty
 of human life, as well as to prevarica-
 ton, that there are so many lost mines.
 Earthly affairs are ever changing, like
 the colors of kaleidoscope One day
 we may discover proposition of all
 most pure gold, several feet wide and
 ready to sack. Perhaps we could rea- lize some hundreds of dollars thereon
 from capitalist, but we get drunk and
 die of delirium tremens or, remaining
 sober are kicked to death by mule.
 We are all prey to mules and muta-
 bility; but while one is looking for lost mines that never existed they may in
 reality find mine, and herein lies the
 moral of our story.-Clarence E. Eddy in the Salt Lake Tribune.
 Judge-I will give you just one hour