Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1909-10-05

always freezes her out Of the good and
leaves her to the wildcats. Untutored
in the science Of mineralogy and geol-
o2y, in his wanderings over these brown
tinted peaks he prefers the help Of his
burro to that of graduate of a school
Of mines or a high boot expert. 4
Endowed with slow but tireless
energy and perseverance,, imbued with
AN abiding faith in his Possibilities,
filed with the dauntless hope and I'M
daunted courage, he stands alone OH
this desert us. the pedestafof our great
est industry and as discoverer of
natures wealth. DR.. Cook and his
,Eskimos are not in it with tie pros
pector and his: bprros. ;. :. :. !. ,.: t.
"'Tle. call Of the west is for develop
ment@ The mother lode Of 40 has :been
Traced by prospectors from Alaska to
Mexico, and its:apex covers the Pacific
Slope. The cry of the pioneer is no
longer for help. butts a demandon pred
atory fwealth for gold and silver to, de-
velep more gold fand silver to satisfy
the wants of "a restless people, .but
with this great question thes prospector
has nothing 10 do. He has blown in bis
and is on his way, God only knows
where, to discover another, mine. His
path the vanguard of progress ana
his. lonely trail is the great broad way
to our nations wealth: his discoveries
keep in motion the wheels of industry:
he has blazed the way for railroads
and his weary tread is the forerun.
ner of trusts, trusts breed millionaires,
millionaires beget duchesses, duchesses
produce divorce suits and divorce suits
make Reno the mecca for the broken
hearts of America ..,'
while his life is lonely one, it has
its social side and in it there is TRACE
of sentiment but it is only when he
has. made a sale and becomes 'soused'
that these elements become conspicuous
With al unlimited capacity for booze,
he is prince of good fellows. The
hangers-on extend to him the glad
hand. He plays faro with a confidence
that none other than a rich prospector
could inspire, standing before the geen
cloth fringed with pyramids of efferves-
cent wealth, he sees his last specimen
succumb to the nimble touch of the
dealer. DiscOnsolate but not discouY-
aged, staggering in the stiffness of
night. the sound Of sweet music lures
him to place where all is glee,
all is merriment, all is happiness
There he fancies he has met his first
and only love, dancing her declining
years. away on the floor of dance hall.
In the wee small hours she gives one
loving kiss ana last embrace and
gently lays him on the floor to pleasan
dreams, only to awake fat broke, drunk,
and longing for grubstake for break
fast. =. .....' ..
But such Is life in mining camp.
Were I a bull in a mining camp,
would never pull prospector; were I
its dispenser of local justice I would
never tag him vag nor give him a
floater, because if he can only survive
his jag he will wander back to his camp
in the hills far away and we know not
the day or the hour we may hear of q
strike that will raise mining stocks
from the mire and quicksands of
frenzied finance and cause them to soar
until they have reached the dizzy
heights of railroad securities.
Though historians have dedicated to
him no page i'll history, though his
achievements are not written in story or
woven in song, but, when the true story
of this western country is read by it's
posterity, our cnildren's children will
call him blessed; though no high point
ing, shaft today marks his last resting
place. his epitaph is written by natures
jewelled pen in the industries of our
common country"