The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1912-01-19
PART l..
CHAPTER l.

II was a quiet night In the Tivoli
Al the bar. which ranged along one
side OF the large chlnkodlog room.
leaned half a dozen men. two OF whom
were discussing the relative merits
OF spruce tea and lime Juice as rene
dies for scuryy They argued with an
air OF depression and with intervals
OF morosu silence The other men
scarcely needed them. In row.
against the opposite wall were the
gambling games. The crap table was
deserted One lone man was playing
at the faro table. The roulette was
not even spinning. and the gamekeep-
or stood by the roaring. redhot stove.
talking with young. dark eyed WON.
an, comely Of face and figure. who was
known from Juneau to Fort Yukon as
the Virgin. Three men sat in ut stud
poker. but they played with small
chips and without enthusiasm. while
there were no onlookcrs on the floor
OF the dancing room. which opened out
at the rear. three couples were waltz.
ing drcarily to the strains OF violin
and plano
Circle City was not deserted, nor
was money tight. The miners were In
from Mooschcad creek and the other
diggings to the west. the summer
washing had been good. and the mems
pouches we're heavy with dust and mug
gets. The Klondlke had not yet been
discovered. nor had the miners Of the
Yukon learned the possibilities Of deep
digging and wood.Grlng No work was
done In the winter. and they made a
practice of alternating In the large
camps like Circle City during the long
Arctic night. Time was heavy on their
hands. their pouches were well filled
and the only social diversion TO be
found was In the saloons. Yet the tt.
voli was practically deserted. and the
Virgin. standing by the stove. yawned
with uncovered mouth and said TO
Charley Bates.
III something don't happen soon. I'm
goin' to bed. What's the matter with
the camp, anyway? Everybody dead?'
Bates did not even trouble to reply,
but went on modify rolling clga.
rette Dan Macdonald. pioneer sa.
loonmnn and gambler on the upper
Yukon. owner and proprietor Of the
itN"n ssssss ss't 80 sssss.-- -~s.s.s-...s,
lornly across the great vacant space OF
floor and Joined the two ut the stove
Anybody dead?" the Virgin asked
him.
Looks like IT," was the answer
Then II must be the whole camp"
she said with an air Of fnality and
with another yawn.
Macdonald grinned and nodded. and
opened his mouth TO speak when the
front door swung open and n man mp.
peared In the light. lie would have
appeared large man had not huge
French-Canadlan stepped mp TO him
from the bar and grlpped his hand
Hello. Daylight" was his greeting
ny Gar. you good for sore eyesl"
Hello. Louis. when did you.all blow
ln?" returned the newcomer Come
up and have n drink and tell us all
about Bone creek, Why. dog.gone
you.all. shake again. Where's that
pardner OF yours2 I'm looking for
him"
Another huge man detached himself
from the bar TO shake hands. Olaf
Henderson and French Louis. partners
together on Bone creek, were the two
largest men in the country. and though
the newcomer, between them he was
dwnrfed completely.
Hello. Olaf" said the one called
Daylight. "Tomorrow's my birthday
And you. too, Louis. Come up and
drink. and III tell you'all about H."
The arrival of the newcomer seemed
TO send food OF warmth through the
rlace. ITS Burning Daylight" the
Virgin cried. the first TO recognize
him as he came into the light Charley
Bates tight features relaxed at the
sight. and Macdonald went over and
Joined the three at the bar. With the
advent Of Burning Daylight the whole
place suddenly became brighter and
cheerier. The barkeepers were active
Voices were raised, Somebody
laughed And when the fiddler, peer
ing into the front room, remarked TO
the pianist. ITS Burning Daylight"
the waltz time perceptlbly quickened,
and the dancers. catching the conta'
gion. began TO whlrl about as II they
really enjoyed II. II was known 10
them of old.time that nothing Ian.
guished when Burning Daylight was
around
He turned from the bar and saw the
woman by the stove and the eager
look Of welcome she extended him
Hello, Virgin old girl" he called
Hello, Charley. WHATS the matter
with youall? Why wear faces like
that when collins onty cost three
ounces? Come up. you all. and drink.
Come up, you unburied dead, an name
your poison. Come up, everybody,
This is my night, and I'm going to
ride u Tomorrow I'm thirty. and
then ill be an old man, It's the last
firp NJ youth Are you.all with me?
spr~o H'"'r then Surge along