Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1913-05-02

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 it's origin in the early eighties, either
1883 or 1884, 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 1t is there that Jamison, which
is generally given as the mans name, gathered
his first inklings of the stored wealth accumulat
ed by several members of the tribe.
They 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 and gold dust This gold
they traded for half or third Of its actual value
buying the baubes and the gaudy apparel so dear
to the heart of the red 1t also led occa-
sionally to serious trouble, attempts of unscrupu
ous whites to obtain their secrets. sometimes
even by force usually by some chicanery.
Jamison took which brought him in
direct and continued contact with all members of
the tribe. He married of the squaws and
after year or~two of living with the Indians
gained many of their secrets. To his brother-in-
law he indebted for the discovery of an i'm
mensely rich placer. To reach it at all seasons
of the year was apparently impossible.
1--WE shall wait till the falls and 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 long
journey, to a place OF three peaks and place
where water obtainable, through
melting the snow and there they gathered from
beneath the white cloak much gravel, and carried
1t back to the camp of the Indians in three days
Fponp n ha he
to gather Jamison wrote old eastern friend
whose name has been lost 1t is said to have
been Fields. He told Fields all about the won
derful gravel and excited his desire for riches
that within few months Fields had arrived at
Fort Mohave Jamison left the Indians with the
that he had to look after particular busi
in California
Then with Fields he went to Homer, station
the Santa Fe railroad in San Bernardino coun-
ty California. There they purchased span OF
good mules with some of the gold that Jamison
had saved from his first trip, and they loaded an
old blackboard with barrel OF water and 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 diggings early the next morning.
There we climbed q 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 It in tub which Jamson had brought along
for the purpose The water which had been left
in the barrel was used in the tub. The gravel
nearly half gold so rich that 1t nearly stun
ned us. We became careless in work picking
off only the coarse gold and the nuggets, and
dumped the residue of fine gold and dust into the
tub. 1t was far too much work to pan 1t clean"
Want Of water, the bugaboo that has menaced
every prospector at one time or another in the
southwest, came upon them at nightfal when
they forced to give to the two mules the wa
ter that had been used for panning. 1t 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 small cave which
they had discovered In of the little canyons
leading off the mesa
Then came their retreat, as ignominious any
that ever befe an army. With all their wealth
they forced to 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 II
in that summer period. With coming of dawn
they found themselves In sad plight. They
had lost the trail entirely, in country new
to them, had not drop of water and scarcely q
handful of food.
With breaking light came hope. Way off in the
distance they discerned the gudepost that has
led to many a salvation in the desert wastes;
telegraph poles strung at regular intervals. Tc
reach them and the railroad tracks they marked
their aim Through three hours of tortuous
work. walking instead of trying to ride behind
the wornout mules they struggled on, theil
tongues lolling black from out their mouths theil
throats burned to cinder crispness their eyei
bulging 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 If nothing more. And th
they reached eventually, pulling their mules be
hind them They were found by an old mine
who happened on to the broad wooden platform
of the only bar in Blake during the noon siest
of the town. They were more dead than alive
and II took several hours OF hard work to brin
them to. For two days they were out of thei
minds.
Their first thought coming to was their golt
Had they lost it? Had It been stolen? The
directed search for It in the wagon and there
lay in large canvas sack untouched by the me
who had cared for the mules When It wa
weighed the men found themselves In possessio
+. of $4,000 for single days work! The story {
their find made Blake deserted village in a fe'
hours A stampede for gold was on For day