The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-09-16

swiftly than we could go on most Pull
man cars.
True, once or twice Broker Hopkins
expressed uneasiness. He even desired
Crooks to hold him in the car lest he
yield to a mad impulse to leap out and
end his suspense. But after time
and something from small silver flask
he became quite calm. Once. when
we were sailing along at nearly fifty
miles an hour he desired TO know why
Mr.. Sullivan had not sent US out car
that could develop some speed. So we
journeyed through the night.
One mile doth tread upon another's
heels, so fast they follow, TO paraphrase
the great playwright. At last. We are
four miles out of Manhattan" said
Campbell. Up q steep grade on the in
termediate, then all brakes off and
coast for three miles. Our other trav-
cling seemed positively stage coachy
compared with this glide. In perfect
silence, tfr: engines still, we slid down
and down. cluster of frame houses
doomed suddenly ahead. That's Man.
haitian" said Campbell. but we didn't
hesitate. On we went through the
town and into a canyon where the
scrub oak grew close to the roadside
1t was dark down here and the bumps
were frequent.
Now up on the side OF a hill the dark
ness is shot with light beams. The
forms of men are seen on a wide porch.
Bill brought the car to a sudden halt
and, Here we are" said Campbell. 1t
was !: 80 o'clock in the morning. Then
came the surprise of the night. We
climbed stiffiy up the steps leading to
the porch and found a splendid club
house. owned jointly by the Indian
Camp, Stray Dog and Jumping Jack
Mining companies. Within, a fire of
pine logs burned brightly in a big open
fireplace.
Comfort at the Club.
On the table stood sundry bottles Ia
beled, mysteriously, "V. o. p" "Old
Crow" and plain Rye" BY the bot
ties stood some small glasses suitable
for such occasions, and through a door
opening into what we discovered was
the dining room, there flowed a most
ssvory odor. A chef imported from the
Cliff House at San Francisco was cook
ing some T-bone steaks and shoestring
potatoes and coffee-thats all. Did we
enjoy ourselves for few minutes?
Well, what is your honest opinion
about it?
After supper we sat before the wood
fire for an hour. We sat in soft chairs
that had been brought. by freight teams
upward of sixty miles across the desert.
chairs of flemish oak. We set our
glasses on a great flemish oak table
and admired pictures on the walls, pic
lures that would do credit to any club
in the country. Sandy" Campbell,
brother of Jack. and Jim Williams, su-
perintendent of the mines, were our
hosts and they didn't let us miss any
thing.
1t was 3 O'Clock when we tumbled into
our beds, to pass at once into dream
less slumber. At $50 we were up again
10 see the mines. After a breakfast
that few restaurants or hotels could
duplicate, we went to see the Indian
Camp. There we went down shaft a
hundred feet deep and through drift
$50 feet, all in ore that is said to run
never less than $50 a ton in gold, and
often a great deal more. The country
all around, indeed, is specked with gold.
They gave me a chance to pan some.
Planning by Tenderfoot.
1 gathered some dirt from the sur
face near the Indian Camp. crushed It
in an iron mortar. using the blunt end
of drill for a pestle. and pan about
six inches in diameter. When the light
dirt was washed away 1 found there in
the bottom of the pan at least "A dozen
grains of fine gold. And they told me
! it was not an extraordinarily good Bit
of panning, at that.
From the Indian Camp we went to
the Stray Dog, so named because on
that ground a prospector divided his
canteen of water with a stray and
! thirsty dog. Conditions at the Indian
| Camp were here repeated, except that
more development work has been done
| and there is more ore on the dump. At
/ the Jumping Jack conditions similar to
/ those at the Stray Dog were found.
! There is a story, by the way, connect
ed with the Jumping Jack. when 1