The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-01-20
CHAPTER XIV.
TrN uILL. THE JOURNEY.


Now. lead-mining has been stopped ia
still boy who has been brought up In
a village there may well have some gen
eral knowledge Of ores and the methods
of getting them. The mining first began
In those dim British days before the Ro-
mans came. and ii has continued on down
through the centuries till the influx OF
foreign lead brought prices below f5 q.
ton and the mines could not be worked
at profit.
Raw dumps and grass-cevered dumps
are traceabie on every hand. and though
the older tunnels are obliterated there
are still enough shafts and drifts and
adts to be found in the gray stone hills
TO occupy many months exploration.
glories OF lead from his earliest years.
and old residents pointed to the ruined
cottages that were hlled and ~ nourl 81
who lived by the mines. Instead OF the
200 who dwelt there now and made
lean living out Of little limp farming.
he had splashed into the old levels
and wandered for miles in the heart
OF the limestone hills and hacked with
faces; he had raked amongst the old
ruined machinery beside the dumps;
he had studied the run OF tho water
races. and as far as q man win Nth, a
struct these things from memorials OF
the past, he had done SO most thor
oughiy. and. in the old unscientihc way,
was as good miner as any OF those
blue-gunmed ruffians OF the past, and
that without even having seen lead
mine in real work
we'll equipped school museum: tin
mine he knew only from an old book
on Cornwall, which treated that coun.
try more from the picturesque point OF
view than the mechanical or the scien-
But the thing that had fired his mind
one baking day at Malta .Nulla was q
the price of tin. Up till then, like the
majority of the human race. he had not
troubled his head as to whether tin
was Is ton or $50. But here ne saw
that ii had gone up to no less a figure
than f207 los. per ton. He wished he
could find tine mine, but concluding
he might as well search that par
ticular part OF steamy West africa ATTIC IN to J,
great auk's eggs, went no turther than
Then came the happenings at Mokki
and Ali ben Hossein's parting gift OF
the little gray stone duck which MAD
unmistakable brown tin crystals for IT'S
head, it's wings and its feet, and on
the top of all arrived Rates cablegr,hhm ram
message from under sea. as 1T wlnkes
out in a darkened cable hut: runners
had carried the curt words along roar.
ing beaches paddlers hau 10. norne 1 srei
bank in far-or Hamburg had pledge.
the performance of their promise; =
day later the slatternly 5. 5. Fral
P POI iurched untidily up the mudd,
creeks and commenced to ease the ,h n.
tory buildings of their overho"ins
wealth OF West African produce
Carter itched to be off. IT had COM
to this: he could not trust nimselt II
Rates neighborhood. Laura Shade saw
or fancied she saw. how things We're
and bravely asked him one day to brea
their engagement, a.,
But Carter drew her down onto IN
office chair beside him and put an arr
round her and kissed her NOW,
said. tell out frankly who It Is tina
yolI like better than YOU like me?"
ct isn't that, George"
well as Cascaes Is the only after
native, / didn't suppose it was. Com
now, out with t. what's the trouble
I suppose you're just going to be WI
man and tell me it's my fault? don
agree with you. I'm the same me
always wasS-red hair, large feet, an
as big an appetite as the Coast WI
allow"
TITS Kate, George.
YOU must let mo refer to her q
Miss O'Neill," said Carter dryly, "Yo
see. she's my cmployer-or was-an
we're naturally not on intimate terms;
Well. what's Miss o'Nsill got to
With my marrying you?" 81