The Mercur miner. [volume] (Mercur, Utah) 1895-1913, 1907-10-23

I nave not yet DeIOll~ lnle.llBeiA enc
competent enough TO be free, then
and not until then did | abandon the
| hopeless struggle.
And | did not go over to the ban
/ dts; | simply resumed my own neg
lected personal affairs and maio vile
/ Week at least personal triumph.
There Is nothing Of the Spectacular
| in my makeup. / have no belief in
the value of martyrs and martyrdom.
Causes are not won-and in my hum
BILE opinion never have been won-in
/ the graveyards. Alive and afoot and
armed, and true to my cause, am
the dreaded menace to systematic and
respectable robbery. What possible
| good could have come of mobs killing
me and the bandits dividing my
estate?
But why should seek to Justify
myself? | care not a rap for the
opinion of my fellow men. They
sought my life when they should have
been hailing me as a deliverer; now,
they look up to me because they false
/ ly believe me guilty of an infamy.
My guards expected to be recalled
on Tuesday But Melville heard
what Crawford had done about me,
and straightway used his influence to
have me detained until the new grip
of the old gang was secure. Saturday
afternoon we put in at Newport for
the daily COMMUNICATION with the shore.
| When the launch returned, Mulholland
| brought the papers to me, lounging
aft in a mass of cushions under the
awning. 1--WE are going ashore" said
he. THE order has come"
/ I had a sudden sense of loneliness.
/ "Ill take you down to New York."
said /. 81 prefer to land my guests
where I shipped them"
! AS we steamed slowly westward
read the papers. The country was
rapidly readjusting itself, was return.
ing to the conditions before the up
heaval The "hnanciers same
old gang, except for a few of the
weaker brethren ruined and a few
strong outsiders, who had slipped in
| during the confusion-were employing
all the old. familiar devices for deceiv.
| ing and robbing the people The up.
set milking stool was righted. and the
mixer was seated again nd busy, the
/ good old COW standing without so
much as shake OF horn or switch OF
tail. "Mulholland." said I, what do
you think of this business of living"
"Tll tell you, Mr.. Blackjack" said
he. 81 used to fuss and fret a good
/ deal about II. But / don't any more.
| I've got house up in the Bronx. and
bit of land round 1t. And there's
Mrs. Mulholland and four little Mulhol-
! lands and me-that's my country and
my party and my religion. The rest
is off my beat and don't give
damn for II. ! don't care which fakir
gets to be president, or which swim
der gets to be rich. Everything
works out somehow, and the best
any man en- do is to mind his own
business"
"Mulholland-Mrs Mulholland-fouT
little Mulhollands." said /, refectively
That's about as much as one man
could attend to properly. And-you
are ON the level aren't your"
Some say honesty's the best pol.
ICY" replied he. Some say 1t isn't.
l don't know, and don't care, wheth.
er II is or 1t isn't It's my policy.
And we six seem to have got along
on 1t so far"
| sent my guests" ashore the next
morning.
mo, I'll stay aboard" said | 10
Mulholland. as he stood aside for me
to precede him down the gangway
| from the launch. went into the
watch-pocket OF my trousers and drew
out the folded two 81 .OOO-bills always
carried-it was habit formed in my
youthful, gambling days. I handed
him one of the bills. He hesitated.
For the four little Mulhollands,"
urged.
He put II in his pocket. watched
him and his men depart with a heavy
heart. | felt alone, horribly alone,
without a tie or an interest Some
of the morning papers spoke respect
fully OF me as one of the strong men
who had ridden the food and had
been landed by II on the heights OF
wealth and power, Admiration and
envy lurked even In sneers at my
INSCRIPTIONS plotting" Since had
wealth. plenty of wealth did not
need character. OF what use was
character in such a world except as
a commodity TO exchange for wealth?
ANY orders. sir?" interrupted my
captain.
| looked round that vast and vivid
scene of sea and land activities.
looked along the citys titanic skyline
the mighty fortresses OF trade and
commerce piercing the heavens and
Hinging TO the wind their black ban.
ners of defiance. I felt that / was
under the walls OF hell itself.
ITO get away from this" replied I
to the waiting captain. Go back
down the Sound-to Dawn HILL"
Yes, / would go to the peaceful.
soothing country. to my dogs and
horses and those faithful servants
hound 90 mo hxy our common Iouo for