Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1907-10-03

anu blle edibn, ana lne eafLn was
without form and void, and dark
ness was upon the face Of the
deep, and his noblest work was
mana nervy man" Presently
looking at Mr., billiard, half laugh
ing in a Joking way, he said: Gin
the event, Mr.. billiard, you do not
strike it, what then2 Will you be
discouraged"
No, sub, the knowledge that
one is right pulls out all the thorns
of pain Under such conditions
disappointment and despair give
way to certainty, and content, and
| might go even further and tell
you that if we fail at the three
hundred-foot level, sub, and you
can furnish the money, we will
start the next mornih' for fhe
four-hundred-foot level, but l as
sure you, sub, I have no idea you'll
have to furnish another dollar The
Shonbar is a sure winner; il is, in
deed, sub. The oldest miners in
the camp say if we stick to the
Shonbar it will be worth more N
five years than Rufus Grim's Pea
cock mine.
"When was your age, Mr..
Rockwell, " he continued, blowing Il
cloud Of smoke. out of the window
towards the Shonbar, ~ could not
have stuck to that property year
after year, as | have done. Why,
sub, it took quarter Of a century S
experience for me to learn that
"A rollin store gathers no moss !;
it did, indeed, sub Now, | have
observed that fellows who strike it
in nine cases ont of ten, are the
oues who follow up and hold ON
after they once scent a trail. Why,
sun, if you had seen the float rock
that | found before stakln' out the
yoW would know why !
believe there is an entire hill full
Of wealth over yond'sr."
Cold is the worldps lTgle of
is the try-square of
every vard-stick ON earth; it speaks.
the language oi all nations, i'll
adjusts all balances of trade, and
at the feast takes its place. as al
matter of course, at the head of
the table,.
While they were taking aereI
came a gentle tap att the door, andI
a boy stallfed into the room with
a letter in his hand and asked for
Mr.. Hilliard.
Sim Mr.. Hilliardj at your SER
vice, suh;'r said the old miner.
rising with much dignity. ""Thmk
YOU, he said, taking the letter
The boy took himself off, while
Mr.. billiard, adjusting, his glasses,
read aloud the address, "Nfiss
Ruth billiard. why. this is,
for my daughter!"
Removing h glasses, Replaced
the letter in his pocket and said:
Mr.. Boast has evidently returnedI
to Gold Valley
Mr.. Boastg' said. Fred, with
a rising infection.
Eyes, sub, Mr. Boast, a Young
man in whom | have only the
slightest confidence. His full name
is j Arthur Boast His fathea is
Colonel Boast, who lives on a
ranch about three miles from
here.
Fred could not explain why, but
the unfavorable opinion he had
formed of j. Arthur Boast, while
at Watelyille, was, in the twiulSling
of an eye, changed to pronounced
dislike.
Mr.. Hilliard took his departure
and Fred began preparing for the
next day fishing jaunt. His door
had ben left ajar, and little
later he heard, with a SILVER, the
squealzy, ill-omened voice that he
so distinctly remembered.
How do you do. Mr.. Rock
wellY"
As Fred turned and saw J.
Arthur Boast standing at his door,
he thought, here is one man whose
meanness needs no label. How dc
you dog" he replied, rather sharp
ly.
81 did not expect to find you al
Gold Valley" said Boast, in al
insinuating tone.