Perth Amboy evening news., 1904-09-07
THEY~WERENEALTH

back ard shifted his cigar to the extreme
corner of his mouth fcr the better con-
Unicnce Of conversation. tits good tc
feel that there isn't a thing money will
buy that you can't have. If you take q
notion thatyou waEtit. OF course, there
are some things that money can't buy
but 1t feels good to have it in unlimited
quantities all the same. Yes, l made my
money mining.
we were a party. One of my compan.
ions in prosperity wasn Rapid City drug.
gist, jim Gilmore; the other was a vers
decent gambler, George CuTwen. There
was a third, but he wasn't a particularly
cumpanionable fellow, We took him
along because he claimed to know the
country ard to be able to make a good
butch Of biscuits. His name was Sway.
ner and he owned tn. team that we hired
1--WE started about the middle of April
ald we scratched around over the hills
until the end of June before we finally
struck 1t. We were Oh our way back and
we stopped cvc- night at Tim Dougher-
TVS ranch en- Poodle Deg. We had abully
good supper there and after supper Gil
more pulled OFT of his pockets some OF
the rock that he had been loading him.
self down with all DAY.
"OldTim pounceC on to one piece Of the
assortment. That looks like Yellow
Jacket rock he said. Yellow Jacket wa
a mine that was running out $50 and $10G
ore right along-the biggest thing that
had been known for years. We all
crowded around while the old man took
q more careful look through a magnify
ing glass. Then he went to a mineral
cahlEet he. had ard picked out a speci.
men and laid 1t by the side of Gilmore's.
1t was impossible to tell them apart ex-
cept by the shape.
& That's Yellow Jacket float said old
Tim, pointing toshis lump. Yours is
float. too. Now IL you can fndthe vein.
boys, you're all right"
"Ycu may bet We we're up nndhuntins
as soca as 1t was light enough to see in
The morning, and by IL O'Clock we found
the vcipn curwen itawss who fon1lHt
700. He ives picking along the Side OF
hoe mountlin, like a hungry hegpressed
Tor time. when we heard him yell. We
ran. bit before we got to him he was
Gown in a fcur-foot hoie. up against two
FEET, of the We IN. with two feet of por-
'ahyry.cap. We worked like beavers that
s~f.trccon, all four OF us. and what do you
ehirk we'd got? An eicht-foot vein and
yit;sin a quarter Of a mile OF the Bur.
HnSton railroad. No freighting. no mill
ing. no nothing except to. ship that $50
5r 800 ore down to Omsha.
when 1t was beginning to get dark
we staked out cur claim--ten ceres-300
by 1.500 feet, and put up our.rotlce; then
we stepped and took bre ath. We didn't
20 hack to Tins, but built a FIRE and
mace camp close by the discovery. Old
5waynor cooked up a bite, but we could
MT cat. We couldn't speak above a
'iloarse whisper.
Well be shipping inside of ten days
lissed4 Curwen. by ginger! They could
rrn GERS without any track over that
round. boys! Do yoa realize 1t yct?'
""Idon't,' erowled Swaynsr. You walt
Eli YOU see.the assay.
"rAs .quick as a flash Cnrwen snaked
sat a corpulent poctetbook and began
slinuing off bills. The next Instant he
vas rubbing a roll under Swayner's nose.
Smell that, he says; there's 50, 0B0
there and a certified check on the
prover's at Cheyenne for $4,000 more.
TIA yours for your interest in this find.
IS 1t q go?'
"Swaynsr drew back and grunted. 4
guess | DON'T want to sell for no nuch fig
ser as tnat,a he said.
sdOh, we were an afluont crowd, and
We began spending cur money right
there. | hadn't much more than scat.
teredthe, FIRST dividepGwhen dawn came
though. Then / went Down to Tins and
cot, his horses, / went 70, DeadwDod to
make the filings. Gilmore and swaynet
took ~Swayner's team and started fcl
Rockford to bring backatne assay outfit.
which we'd sold thfre. and Curwen
strapped on his 45 and wsut down to
sustd the property.
F;When we got back Cur,xen was lying
asleep under a tree In camp We woke
him with some degree of s~nddenness.
.'He informed us that JIM Collins. the
owner of the yellow Jacket. with whom
be had d stud poker acquaintance. had
happened along while he was on guard
and had given him the MERRY laugh when
he saw the claim notices. The orc was
similar, Collins admitted. the only differ
encs being that the yellow Jacket car.
ried gold and ours did not.
"Curwen had heen skeptical ,whereup-
on Collins had conducted him to the Bur-
lington tunnel and showed him where
the industrious hoboes had quarried
through three-quarters OF a mile OF our
l0ae. They always called Curwen. a
cheerful loser. SIT he was not cheerful
as he told this. His laugh was hollow
and mirthless. Gilmore refused to be-
lieve him and made assays far into the
night, but beyond an occasional trace
there was nothing to reward his search.
Yes. concluded the harvester Gales
man ~ was FIeh baroad The drna ms -