Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1907-08-15

claims Tor fear Of 'snipers. They'd
run in and rob US. z
How much will the Anvil creek
mines produce this SUMMER" asked
the judge.
sIt's lard to tell, sir, but we expect
to average $1,000 a day from the Mi
das alone, and there are other claims
just as good
@Yonr title is all clear. dare say,
'eh!'
absolutely except for one jumper,
and we don't take him seriously. A
fellow named Galloway relocated us
one night last month, but he didn't al
lege any grounds for doing so. and we
could never find trace of him. If we
had, our title would be as clean as
snow again. He said the last with a
peculiar infection.
you wouldn't use violence, trust?
Sure! Why not? IT has worked all
right heretofore"
But, my dear sir, those days are
gone. The law is here, and It Is the
duty of every one to abide by it,
ssWeil, perhaps IT is, but in this coun
try we consider mans mine as sa-
cred as his family. We didn't know
what lock and key were in the early
times, and we didn't have any troubles
except famine and hardship. It's diff
ferent now, though. Why, there have
been more claims jumped around here
this spring than in the whole length
and history of the Yukon"
They had reached the hotel, and
Glenister paused, turning to the girl as
the judge entered. When she started
to follow, he detained her.
81 came down from the hills on pur-
pose to see you. It has been long
week
Don't talk that way" she interrupt
ed coldly. "a don't care to hear it."
See here, what makes you shut me
out and wrap yourself up in your
haughtiness? I'm sorry for what l did
that night. I've told you so repeated
ly. I've wrung my soul for that act
till there's nothing left but repent
ance."
1T is not that she said slowly. Il
have been thinking it over during the
past month, and now that l have gain
ed an insight into this life / see that
1t wasn't an unnatural thing for you.
to do It's terrible to think of, but it's
true don't mean that it was pardon
able,r' she continued quickly, for it
wasn't and hate you when think
about it, but suppose I put myself
into position to invite such actions.
No; I'm sufficiently broadminded not
to blame you unreasonably, and think
I could like you in spite of it, just for
what you have done for me. But that
isn't all. There is something deeper.
You saved my life, and I'm grateful,
but you brighten me always. 1t Is
the cruelty in your strength. 1t is
something away back in you-lustful
and ferocious and wild and crouching."
He smiled wryly.
1T is my local color maybe, absorbed
from this country. I'll try to change,
though, if you want me TO. I'll let
them rope and throw and brand me.
I'll take on the graees of civilization
and put away revenge and ambition
and all the rest of 1t if it will make
you like me any better. Why, I'll even
promise not to violate the person of
our claim jumper if catch him, and
heaven knows that means that Sam
son has parted with his locks"
II think I could like you If you did,"
she said, but you can't do it. You are
a savage"
There are no clubs nor marts where
men foregather for business in the
north nothing but the saloon, and this
is all and more than club. Here men
congregate to drink, to gamble and to
traffic.
1t was late in the evening when
GIenister entered the Northern and
passed idly down the row of games,
pausing at the crap table, where he
rolled the dice when his turn came.
Moving to the roulette wheel, he lost
stack of whites, but at the faro lay
OUT his luck was better, and he won
gold coin on the high card, whereupon
he promptly ordered round of drinks
for the men grouped about him, for
mality always precedent to overtures
of general friendship.
AS he paused, glass in hand, his eyes
were drawn to man who stood close
by, talking earnestly. The aspect of
the stranger challenged notice, for he
stood high above his companions, with
peculiar grace of attitude in place of
the awkwardness common in men of
great stature. Among those who were
listening intently to the mans care
fully medulated tones Glenister recog-
nized Mexico Mullins, the ex-gambler
who had given Dextry the warning at
Unalaska. AS he further studied the
listening group a drunken man stag
gered uncertainty through the wide
doors of the saloon and, gaining sight
of the fall stranger hlinked then an