The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1905-07-27

gold ON tn other side. But as ! wus
goin' to say, the boys started with
luck against EN-; wrong moon,
p'raps. Their trail led 'em too fur
north. bob didn't know where they
wus and Jim wusn' Z sure. But they
wusn't lost-no sir, western man
never Is One night Sanford noticed
the north star or his compass wusn't
square with the world. Then they
cut east fur the Saw Tooth Range. "
"Bill Sanford and Bob Bell went
through this yer canyon pass, ex-
,)lained Dalton with sweep OF his
hand, ''and on the way up they
found the float, and then prospected
and discovered that mine. They
wusn't accustomed to quartz or un-
derground minin'--they wusnt salts
fed TO stay. In mem'ry OF the strike
they marked cedar tree with oil
blue bucket they left hangin' on a
limb"
IL, not the peculiar word order
nor the story 50 Ear Told that was
sounding the chords Of CIaire's sym
patby and admiration. No, far from
it. The magnet lay In his open
hearted expression and his deep ap-
probation for the pioneer prospector
that had faced dauntlessly the periis
of the wild frontier.
Jack Dalton now followed the wind.
ing trail OF Sanford and Bell through
the mountain passes aud river can
yons OF the roug her West. He land
ed them in Alder Gulch where placer
gold was rife-but cast in the
RIFLES of other men. The 'pard.
nersn prospected the surrounding
country for several summers long.
Their minds reverted frequently to
; their Saw Tooth "ilnd" of dozen
years gone by.
They planned to return to "discov
cry" They prospected through the
summer months and part Of the win
ters, too. 1t was exceedingly strange
They had lost their bearing; th'
Blue Bucket discovery warN1@Ano =
zIanother canyon. Each oel
landing from the cyiiadet = 49,
I 1 h1oueht back the declining Mr
laoained men. Bob Bell weuQpo
45kn camp one cold morning WsoA
at1ttImn. hut he never returned.
U heavy snow fall that night drove San
ford to wintering less severe. IL
was alone now hut the "high water
| season found him, again, Saw Toot
bound-to find his 'pardner
y to locate the long lost mine. Th
old prospector camped one night nea
3 the head waters Of the Middle Forl
U lie was attracted by peculiar noun
e across the "crick ut was the grav'
= around an Old prospect hole. II
: hnng over the edge Of that deep ca
u ing shaft and saw--the lifeless hea
u OF his old comrade. He had fallei
but he still stood firm. The ice hs
u gathered around his neck. When il
u ebbed away 1t formed his last su
u port. AS Bill looked the walls cave
once more lob Eel was nnd
ground.
'e Sanford was growing old and gre
u The brave old mountaineer had not
Us ing TO live for now-only that min
ys His faculties were clouding fas
u Could he distinguish that monume
Vi they had left so many years az
u still the old man was resolute.
could never give up. II Is stran
pheuomenon-the magnetism OF goI
" How Turing
" Claire's deeper affections had ne'
oe responded before. Her heart-strin
had been vibrated by that great /
ny man soul. She flushed through pri
ao when she thought of her own wea
'ct nesses. She shuddered at the strar
'ei contrast between herself and Il
.eo great, noble Menelich" whom
'e" was learning TO love so well.
'ne "My father wus prospector toe
~ said Jack, going on with bis sto
DIS "'It wus him that found tn old ce'
ei' tree and the blue bucket hangin'
u a dead limb. A little way down
CIV canyon wus an old prospect bt
oio The prospector he'd sunk on the
%" mine, but he didn't know 1t.
tn bottom Of that shallow sh
you bleached the skeleton Of an old WI
90 ern hero-Bill Sanford. Tied rot
Il his neck with raw hide WIS
ieA rusty, tin tobacco box. A u
inns writin' sed, III ever-anythin
I'm bappens-to me. II ever tn u
'in Buckets found-divide squarely-
"us tween you and the near'st relation
AIM my old comrade-- Robert Belmont.
AN The girl, hanging eagerly upon
,na' last words OF the story, grew pal
ioer the lips at mention Of this
name.
its my grandfather ~ she exclain
toh' Then all the world turned dark.
" calm breeze from the pines was
neo' storing She awoke In the arm
'un her western lover
that nIaoE =, she murmured from,
''ie' vantage. smiling, then YOU ar
are 'psrdDersf' "
iraI' The westerner eyaded the qUesl
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