Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-09

on vein fourteen an there's tons of cement lyin'
round there loose. All you've got do is lend
bag to bring the stuff 1t wouldn't do to hook full
bag, cause they re all tailed up.
N heavy body blow to Gray. He sat for long
time pulling at his pipe; the pop-pop of his lips as
he shot forth the smoke cracked the heavy silence
of the room like the bursting of horse chestnuts in
fire of leaves Through twenty years of scorching
heat and blizzard cold he had sought the pot of
gold at the foot of the rainbow: Twice he had
touched the hem of the purple robe of wealth and
had been we'll kicked in the ribs by the foot of adj
versity hidden beneath. At that very link in his
saical1y for Meens Il got raw deal twice in my my
life Red"
Il know" Meekins interrupted. when Hardy
beat you out of the Golden Oriole."
Yes, that was bout the only time was chuck
full of murder. I'd We killed Hardy if he hadn't
skun out, I'd We ripped him up like an Of rubber
from Pittsburgh But what's the use of takin'? 1t
makes me dead sore! never got nothin out of it
'cept the first payment.
WELL you got yer chance to break more than even
with the game now
Il don't call it gettn to turn crook just be-
cause you've been bunkoed yerself," Gray argued
There was lack of fire in his tone that Meekins
caught there was dragging lntonatlon as If the
speaker was uttering an abstract thought with his
mind dwelling on something more impressive
Bein' crook is gettn caught fgger" Meek
ms declared doggedly. Youv heerd, an I've
heerd of good many deals up in this field, an the
whole boin' of lawyers an Gov 'ment legal depart
ment is JUS up to their armpts tryin to give some
body some kind of square deal Minin's kinder
like swimmin' you leave your Sunday clo'es to
home when you go at it.
That's right enough, Red; but don't lose
sleep cause the other feller's crooked"
No: an they don't lose no sleep if you amt got
for hundred thousand will soak the public with
it million-dollar company perhaps five"
Gray sat sulenly silent a heavy frown on his face
<1o
good. Jack? It's close up to the Silver Ledge an
the veins there is packed like herrns in barl'
Why, it's sure got to turn turn out good mine =
forty of land in month"; an 1 JUS amt
dropped onto no big vein yet, .1
amt cheatin' nobody by ettin EN- have the Little
Star at two hundred thousand; only if you had
that money in the bank l guess you an the wife'd
feel you could afford little holiday an be set up for
life
GRAY rose and paced the floor In aimess
brought forth the black bottle again Meekins was
considerable of drnker himself but he gasped as
Gray tossed off half tumbler of the whisky.
"Thatll brace you, Jack, he ventured. You've
got yer chance right to make yer pile I'll bet
you've swore dozen times, since you We been minin
an all the crooked work that's bein done that
if you got chance to make big stake you d
make it Didn't you Jack?
Yes, I've got hot under the collar when knowed
the feers playin' me fer sucker when l got
done up; but l amt never lied about a mine yet
Thems two things never shot off hot air about yet,
a woman mine
Course you didn't, Jack. An you II go JUS
that way, an the fellers makes the pile II give you
job when you're old sortn on the dump. An
as for lynn you amt got to do none III fix up that
vein, an when BleaterDown comes here to see there
amt deception you put the shot in an let him
take the samples of ore away to get an assay When
his assay man hands him out two or three big but
tons of silver he'll be that he's cheatn you in
gettn the Little Star at that price, he won't sleep
till he's got you to accept a check.
Meekins in his eagerness and put his hand on
Gray's arm, saying Get grain bag out of our