Gilpin observer., 1916-06-15

aimed q vicious kick at It, which hap
ply missed its mark. The cook jump
ed up. spdning his pan Of potatoes
and knocking over things in general.
Don't you touch that cat." he shout
ed "or you'll get something you're
ncs looking for"
Il didn't hurt the old cat and II
did st wouldn't matter. I'm Arthur
Collins, son Of the owner OF this
mine, and was sent up here"
II don't care WHO you are and
what you came for but YOU can't hurt
tha!t cat" said the cook.
TN show you IL I can't. You wait
until 1 see my father again, IN have
you fired" cried AIT.
See here sonny that's enough from
you. I've heard all I'm going to;
new get cut of my luttchen." With
the: he thsust Art bodily out OF the
door.
Art was at loss what to do. He
dare not go back into the kitchen;
the cock was too emphatic. He
strolled up the path to the mine. The
men had just come up for dinner and
che boss, Mr.. Hamilton, the biggest
and strongest man at the mine, came
Cp with them. Art knew HIM and
handed him letter which his father
had given him. Mr.. Hamilton or pig
Bob" read the letter In silence and
looked keenly at Art. You will start
much.ng tomorrow morning in the
five hundred-foot Level west OF the
shaft helping Joe Mcdonald"
Art was rather surprised at this
and Immediately began to make an
answer. But" he said, 81 would
rather work On top"
You'll work where l iut you and
If you prove yourself capable of some
'tling better you will get it but not
until you do" With that Big Bob
wetked out of the shafthouse. Come
down to dinner" he said.
"Wait until Dad hears cf this"
SAID Art to himself, He'll fire him"
He walked to the boarding house be-
hind the rest of the men drinking of
say it they knew.
The next morning he was called at
half past four. He said Alright
and turned over and went to sleep
again. The next minute 1T seemed
to him he was on the floor and some
body was drenching him with cold
water Stop" he cried. wait un-
til l see my Dad"
"Yes wait until you do" said the
cook, you will wish yom hadn't said
anything if you complain to him. You
don't seem to know your father very
we'll. When he is at the mine he is
out Of bed before any one and ready
for work. Now hurry and get dressed
and come out and eat your breakfast
or you will be late at the mine, for
which you will be sorry. Big Bob
will net allow anybody to be Late at
work" The cock left the room and
Art was left ito himself.
Ant dressed slowly and went to
breakfast. The rest of the men had
finished and were talking in an un-
dertone but when Art came into tie
room all conversation ceased. Art
thought this was thru respect for
him. the son Of Mr.. Collins, but he
was mistaken. The men had heard
the story of Art from Big Bob and
none Of them liked a "Quftter." They
spoke to him as little as possible
and would have notl ing to do with
him. He tried to make friends With
some Of them, but without success.
: He walked to the mine with his
mind in no pleasant mood. When II
was time to go down he was told to
gst in the bucket. He walked to
the edge Of the shaft and looked
down. He could see nothing but inky
blackness. He shank back in ter
rcr and they could not persuade him
to get in. ''Come now aud get in
that bucket or I'll have to put you
in" Big Bob said.
81 can't go in there. Perhaps the
cable Will break or something, and
then what will happen?" cried Art.
You're going down that mine and
You are going down now" With that
Big Bob picked Art up by one hand
and dropped him into the bucket. He
curled up in tile bottom with his face
deathly pale. Vixen they reached the
level he was pulled out, none too cas-
lily. and given a candle and told to
Come along." He stumbled along
after Joe and dropped his candle,
which Of course went out. They
spent some MINUTES trying to find 1t
and when they finally succeeded Joe
lighted 1t from his candle, meanwhile