The Arvada enterprise., 1913-05-01

Men will sacrifice love life virtue and kindred
things is there is great opportunity presented
for the accumulation of sudden wealth. Strange
alliances stories of murder long legal fights and
bitterest enmity have grown up in the southwest
as adJuncts to the continued hunt for treasure.
Among the strange stories that are more widely
known is that which has to do with lost placer
of great riches
1t finds its origin in the early eighties either
1883 or 1854 when white man, lone prospec-
tor, wandered into the camp of the Piute Indians
at Piute Bend the Nevada side of the Colo
RADIO river. The bend only lay few miles above
Fort Mohave, and it is there that Jamison, which
is generally given the mans name, gathered
his first inklnss of the stored wealth accumulat-
ed by several members OF the tribe
They. were said to know of several great gold
deposits in the desert and mountain country con
tguous to their place of living, and from these
they frequently brought to Fort Mohave splendid
specimens of nuggets ard gold dust This gold
they traded for half or third of its actual value
buying the baubles and the gaudy apparel dear
to the heart of the red man. 1t also led occa-
sonally to serious trouble. attempts of unscrupu-
lous whites to obtain their secrets. sometimes
even by force, usually by some chcanery.
Jamison took course which brought him in
direct and continued contact with all members of
the tribe. He married one of the squaws and
after year or two of living with the Indians
gained many Of their secrets. To his brother-in-
law he was indebted for the discovery of an i'm
mensely rich placer To reach it at all seasons
of the year apparently impossible
we shall walt till the falls and covers all
the land" said the red brother to Jamison
They waited for two years for such time to
come snow not being usual thing in that portion
of the country every year And when it came
the Indian took his adopted tribesman for a long
journey, to place of three peaks and place
where no water obtainabe, through
melting the snow, and there they gathered from
beneath the white cloak much gravel and carried
of he in
Feeling assured then. of the wealth he was
TO gather, Janison wrote an old eastern friend
whose name has been lost. 1t is said to have
been Fields He told Fields all about the won
derfui gravel and excited his desire for riches
that within few months Fields had arrived at
Fort Mohave. Tamson left the Indians with the
excuse that he had to look after particular bust
ness In California.
Then with Fields he went TO Homer, a station
on the Santa Fe railroad in San Bernardno coun-
ty California. There they purchased a span of
good mules with some of the gold that Jamison
had saved from his first trir and they loaded an
old blackboard with barrel of water and a few
provisions and started out. driving south into
Homer Wash, From all reports they probably
Travelled forty miles that day and night arriving
at the diggines early the next morning
There we climbed a mesa" said Fields telling
of the discovery in after years. And on top OF
this proceeded with our work, which merely con
sisted in scraping the gravel in heaps and pan.
ming 1t in tub which Iamson had brought along
for the purpose. The water which had been left
in the barrel uSsI n the tub The gravel
was nearly half gold rich that it nearly stun
ned us. We became careless in our work picking
off only the coarse gold and the nuggets and
dumped the residue of fine gold and dust into the
tub II was far too much work to pan it clean"
Want of water, the bugaboo that has menaced
every prospector at one time or another in the
southwest came upon them at niGhtfall when
they were forced to give to the two mules the Wa.
ter that had been used for panning. 1t was less
than enough to quench their thirst and in half
panic the two miners cached their tub. half full
Of dust, and their gold pan in a small cave which
they had discovered in of the little canyons
leading off the mesa
Then came their retreat. as ignominous as any
that ever befell army With all their wealth
they forced to run. A panic seemed to over
take them and they logged their mules through
the desert night. trying to get to Homer before
the break of day and the heat that came with It
in that summer period, With coming of dawn
they found themselves In a sad plight They
had lost the trail entirely, In country new
TO them, had not drop of water and scarcely
handful OF food.
with breaking light came hope. Way off in the
distance they dscerned the guidepost that has
led to many salvation in the desert wastes:
telegraph poles strung at regular intervals. To
reach them and the railroad tracks they marked
their aim. Through three hours of tortuous
work walking instead Of trying to ride behind
the worn.out mules, they struggled on, their
tongues lolling black from out their mouths. their
throats burned to a clnder crispness their eyes
bulgnE In continued effort and strain.
And reaching the railroad, they could discern,
Just short distance to the right. few strag.
Cling buildings. some little outpost of civilization.
with promise OF water II nothing more. And this
they reached eventually. pulling their mules be-
hind them. They were found by an old miner
who happened on to the broad wooden platform
Of the only bar in Blake during the noon siesta
of the town. They were more dead than alive,
and Il took several hours OF hard work to bring
them to For two days they were out OF their
minds
Their first thought on coming to their gold
Had they lost IT. Had It been stolen? They
directed search for It in the wagon and there it
lay in n large canvas sack untouched by the men
who had cared for the mules When 1t was
weighed the mon found themselves in possession
Of $4,000 for n single days work. The story OF
their find made Blake deserted village in n few
hours. stampede for gold was For days
and weeks II continued, but never successfully.
Their trail had been obliterated in the winds that