The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1914-10-22
CHAPTER xvi-consInusd.

Il wonder where that logged In
dian went to-" he said for the hun
dredth time. az the deep shadows
gathered In the valley. by Joe. Phil.
n Amigo comes back I'm going TO go
ahead on that mine. want 10 keep
him around here. and we might as
well get out some ore, II It's only for
. grubatake. Come on--what do you
sayf Wen open her up--there's moth
ing 10 hide now. Well. I'll do II my.
self. then--this setting around 10 get
ting on my nerves."
His fAr.seeing eyes, trained from his
Doyhood to search the hills for cattle,
scanned the tops Of the ridges as he
spoke: and while he sat and pondered
they noted every rock.
TEen at last he rose up slowly ard
gazed at certain spot. He waved
mia arm. beckoning the distant point
of blackness to come In, and soon
from around point In the canyon the
Yaqui appeared. bearing heavy Mau-
ser rife on his arm.
Across his broad breast hung the
encircled hts hips. and he walked
with his head held high. like the war
rior that hs was.
Evidently his flight had led TO the
place where his arms had been hid, for
ne wore the regulation knife-bayonet
at his hip and around his hat was the
red ribbon Of his people. but Bud was
TOO polite 10 ask him about his jour.
ney. Since his coming the Yaqui had
always maintained certain mystery.
and now. though his eyes we're big
with portent aad he emiled at the iests
about his gun. he simply waved bis
hand 70 the south and east and muir
INJURED.
"Muehos revoltosoai"
SECURE answered Bud iokingly;
but have you killed any,"
Not yeti" returned the Indian. and
he did not smile at that
4 wonder what that Indian IL wait.
inK around here for3@ remarked Phil In
ERglinh. -He must have his eye on
aomehody-
Yeah. l bet" agreed bud. regard.
sng his savage friend with 4 specula.
tive interest "Most Of them Yaaul
soldiers WAS farmhandn Ia this eoun.
try before they rounded them up. l
reckon he's looking for the man that
Rad him deported
Tired, Amigof" he inquired 10
Spanish, and Ignacio grayely aeknowl
edged that be was. little.
Then drink plenty coffee" went on
Hooker. Eat lots-tomoFrow We go
10 work IN the mine"
Tomorrow repeated the Indian.
ms II considering his other engage.
meats. good" lie nodded smiling
assent
AFTER a meath aud more OF idlenesa
R3ad and Amigo performed prodlgiea
ot labor In the cut. rolling down
boulders. lining thorn ~ on the tram.
and clearing away the face OF tho elif
Their tram was ramahackle. their
track the abandoned rails from older
workings. aud their tools little more
than their hands. bat BY noon the las,
broken fragments were heayed aside
ard the shattered ledge revealed
A lon cry Of wonder escaped the
TAqui ~ be sazcd at the rich vein OF
ore. and an he saw the grim smile on
bne's ragFed eonnlenanes no showed
his white teeth in sympathy.
~Qps bAenoi~ be murmured. "How
Eoodl~ gathering tho precious fras
msntA in bis handkerchief.
Al the camp they crushed the
picked ore In mortar and panned Il
A. tha crcek. and for the moment ID
Ramsey dropped his air Of preoceu
Ezfs g0ld Like a yellow Aim u las
along the edge Of the last nns tailinSs
ana whsn sksiful washing had left 4
bare. Il Cleaned like a jewel 10 III,
pan
NJ love. Bud" be cried. that's th'
real staz and 1, goes a dollar to th'
pan eaHyi"
sure thinGl" assented Bud Lett
Kssund ioJ Of Il and wash Il a. ne q
thea we-i have some getaway none,
~hea things breAk loose here"
III 50 ypu.- answered Phn. az,
Bsrcs heart warmed toward him as &
watched him pound up a piece OF or
and 80 70 swlFling The dirt In ID
r4a.
But alas Tor the fond hepes Be ehei
fAned. Even as he waAhed oai IN
soid FhIl'a mind wandered far awal
n4rk 70 the hotel where GraeiA Ar
gob SAT watching By The window.
Her hair EAs the color OF gold. spn
ans and refined again: yes. Il va
worth more than this golden eroi
that BE caught IN the bottom Of h
pan And what Saa gold II he cou
not have herr
ne paused In bis labor and dream
smile parted his nps-tben he brol
into = song:
gees honey De. ~ swesf 20 me.
~ hsart Is free. bat here's The ksy.
A~1k ~ the garden gaze: hongy y,
know III Wait.
onesr tbs rambler rose trss-ss.