Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1914-03-05
bunk down, only

perticler wnere
you make my
bunk down, only I'd kinder like ter
be on the fust floor, case O fire, yer
know"
Having been assured, he remarked
to the clerk that he thought he would
stroll around a bit.
He had scarcely reached the Cross
ing before he was aocosted by man
who had been seated in the hotel lob
by and who had been an interested
listener to his conversation with the
clerk.
Excuse me-" he said, but I have
Just learned of your arrival in the
city, and knowing of your interest IN
mining affairs, through hearsay, I
have taken the liberty Of speaking to
you regarding your propositions.
The bait was ample for our desert
friend, and he forthwith began to de-
claim on the merits Of his prospects.
We'll, yer see, my friend, me an
the boys hev some claims out by Can
yon Springs, an as our powder an
grub is a-gittin' putty low, an as al
o them thought as was the best
posted one in the bunch, an they all
knew 1 was too smart to be taken In
by any of them surethfng fellers, why.
they Jest concluded to get together
what capitul there was In the camp
and Civ It ter me, an 1 was tole to
vamose up here and git some more
to help out durin' the winter, or mebbe
sell a claim or two. So here be, an
If kin find the capitulist, well, say,
he's my huckleberry."
What's say? What hev we got
Ha! Ha! Excuse me for laff1n', stran-
ger; l feel SO tickled. Yer see, never
thought as how it would be so easy,
and here am, gone and got some one
interested the very fust rattle outer
the box. Well, there's the Golconder,
which is true fisher vein thet 1 hev
traced fer IA mile, an Is 70 feet an
four inches wide, thet will essay $S3
ter the ton, ant the fines formashun
yer ever set yer eyes on; an there's
the Golden Dream. an its sutherly ex-
tenshun, the Pipe Dream, which is a
corker, and the riches preposishun Of
the lot, down on her ten-foot, an she
pans big from wall to wall.
"Oh, yes, we hev plenty O. wood
slathers of tan water, too. Yer be
looking fer mines and whatll take?
Oh, bout 100000 fer the bunch, but
If yer on'y want one er two, I'll come
down.
"Oh, moneys no object, and the big
ger the better? Well, jest know these
claims are jest what yer want, an l
know Mr.. Rosschild an them English
sindicuts yer hev behind yer backll
be tickled clean to death when they
know how lucky ye've bin in gittin'
such a valerble property. Yes, l give
yer a bond on it right erway, an say
you jest telygraft them there fellers
and hev them send the money over to-
morrer!"
After he had signed a number OF
mysterious documents that had been
presented to him by his new-found
friend, and had partaken of numer'
GUS and divers lemonades CD he man.
aged to find his way back to the hotel,
and as he edged up to the counter, he
exclaimed to the clerk:
Put her thar pard. | tole yer
was a crackerjack. Jest sole a mine
fer a millyun dollars. Nothin' slow
bout me, eh? Met business fren' o
Rosschile. Coin ter buy all my claims
mex week. Borrer money? No, sur.
I let him hcv ten dollars to send a
cabul over tellin' them fellers what
q fine mine / hev. He's all rightly.
He's a-goin' ter pay me back when
the bank opens ter-morrer. Shay, ole
man, | guess III be maxim tracks fer
the cage and git up to my bunk. Say
Jest tell the ingineer what level I'm
ter git off at, will yer, an say, sen
a canteen up in case my coppers git
hot"
And with parting wave OF the
hand to the clerk, he managed to
reach the elevator and was whisked
to the levels" above.
The embryo millionaire is still IN
town. I met him the other day. He
has moved from the hotel and has