The daily morning journal and courier., 1906-01-11

though neither of us has 8 dollar, and we have no more idea how we are go- ing to get there than you have. But that does not matter. The same power that summoned us will provide the mons. 1 am not afraid to land in Goldfeld with $2 in my pocket. know where that gold lies, and al- though have never seen the country know that in forty-eight hours after we get there we shall have 1t located I see it before me all the time. I know just how every vein runs; I know the directions of the drifts; I know just where to tunnel in and where to sink our shafts"
 But how are you going to locate your claim and get your machinery to open up the mine if you have no money? It is an expensive trip to Goldfeld, and mining costs money?"
 Mrs. Ohls laughed.
 ''I know it does. But that does not worry me bit. The money will come. I know it was meant for us to go to that place and locate that mine and the lack of money will not keep us from it. We Are going ahead with all our preparations. My friend has al- ready broken up her home in which her family has lived for over fifty years, and is selling off some of the old things to get money for our expe- dition and storing the rest away out at my place. That looks as if we meant to go, doesn't 1t?
 Maybe we will find somebody to grub stake us for an interest in our dis covery. Maybe some capitalist will invest a little money on the chance of our discovery being a big one. l don't know how the money will come, but that it will come I am as certain as l am that when we get there we shall find the gold"
 Tall, strongly built, with big bones and square, straight shoulders, Mrs. Ohls holds and carries herself like a soldier. Her hair is silvery white, but beneath its snowy bands there is face that expresses indomitable energy and courage in every line Her eyes are bright, alert wideawake and a bril- liant brown; her mouth is firm, her expression both keen and determined, and her square, well-molded chin shows the woman of will and physical as well as mental powers.
 Her neighbors and those who know her life history know that she has not been dreamer, but a doer, not a vis- ionary, but a practical, hard-working commonsense woman, who has cared for an invalid husband for fifteen years, raised her family, managed her farm near Plainfield, as well as her cattle ranch in Dakota, and when times be- came hard and the financial strain great opened a riding academy at Plainfield, where many received their first lessons in riding.
 It Is this woman, a refined and highly educated woman, who was raised in luxury, notable cook, an excellent nurse, a good old-fashioned New Eng land housekeeper. who now in her lat ter days, when the frosts of time have silvered her hair, is about to take up her staff, and, like the pilgrims of old' follow a call into the wilderness.
 The friend to whom the vision of gold appeared simultaneously is few years younger, a woman who at one time had great wealth but who through sickness, death and misfortune has lost all. Since then she has been engaged in business, was admitted to the bar and has been a believer in psychic forces, and the dream or vision had for her the sacredness of a divine call.
 ITO be sure I shall go,' she said earnestly. "1 have never for an in- stant thought of doing otherwise. From the moment I sprang out of my bed that morning I knew I must go to Ne vada. Just how we both came to see the same thing at the same time l do not know. Whether what we saw-and still continue to see-was a vision or something else I do not pretend to say. There are more powers and influences about us than we have any idea of, forces ard powers of which we know little or nothing. In the course of a rather adventurous life 1 have come to recc gnize their existence and there fore I am prepared to follow this guid- ance, although the way Is not very clear yet It was intended that Mrs, Ohls and I should locate this gold and we will do it. Already I know that we are to use portion of the proceeds for some great humanitarian object, but just what il is 1 cannot yet see. This place to which we have been directed is rot in what is known as the gold belt Ii is no! within many miles of where the other rich strikes have been made but far off. in wild, lonely place, where no prospector has ever yet been"
 But suppose you should not find the place where the gold is right away? Suppose there should be storms, wash outs or some other delay in getting to it?"
 Well, what then? We would do as many another stranded adventurer