The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1916-08-01

expressed her thoughts innocently, un-
afraid OF the coarseness OF the YER
uacular atmosphere surrounding her
Triteness was her aim and It came
out spontaneously
Leonie lit her candle. She went
over to the rounding ore ledge and
inspected its surface. The calcareous
formation was dotted with tiny shin
ing fecks and nuggets. It was the
favortte way of sailing" a mine.
Leonie had been only year at Bur-
rell, but she had learned that. She
had recognized "the saiter" as one of
loafng, drinking. fighting group who
preyed on tenderfeet, the community,
and all others unfortunate enough to
come their way.
She imagined how they would lead
their victim to the old mine and sug-
gest that he take away some Of the
specimens for analysis and assay with
his own hand. The sale of the mine
would follow.
Leonie shook her head dolefully at
the general unworthiness of mankind
and left the place and started for the
Jog cabin she called home.
| It was home to Leonie because
there lived old Mr. and Mrs. Dorsey.
They had been as father and mother
to orphaned Leonie. They had adopted
her when they had been rich-way
back in the East They had chung to
her when their means were swept en-
Itirely away from them by a bank
failure. Their son had come to Bur
rell. He was only poor clerk in
store there. but he invited them to
join him. Alas! when they got to
IBurrell they found he had died Of g
malignant fever. All he had to leave
them was the rude cabin and ten acres
of surrounding land There was dig
ging at one end Of 1t, where IN hts
spare time the son had attempted to 1
penetrate the surface crust on the
strength of a wandering prospector
telling him that there were "indica-
tions."
Leonie supported her old friends.
She did this by baking bread-simple,
sweet and wholesome homemade
bread. There were perhaps so indie
pendent miners who lived in the VI
cinity. They kept bachelors hail and
were only too willing to pay as cents
for daily loaf This meant depend
able income, but Leonie mourned be-
cause 1t did not give the old folks
comforts they deserved. She devoted
her leisure to wandering over the
range in search of some overlooked
bed Of richness. This was how she
came to be in the old abandoned mine
that day.
If / were man." she reflected, as
she went homewards, and had the
strength I'd stick to the old digging
on the home lot I'd bore and shovel
till / got results If went clear
through to China! Oh, dear! When
see the dear old folks Just pining
away for the old home life In the East,
I go almost Wild at my helplessness."
There was q little garden sass"
patch behind the cabin and Leonie
attended to this. She was hoeing
some sweet corn rows next morning
when stranger passed by. He halt
ed at sight Of her
Young lady" he said, lifting his
cap politely, Il am to meet some men
at the Wenatchee mine this morning.
Can you tell me where to find it7'
In an instant Leonie surmised that
this must be the prospective victim OF
the fellows who had sailed the mine.
The stranger was a young man, we'll
dressed, handsome of face and the re-
spectful manner in which ne accosted
her pleased Leonie.
Il think could tell you something
to your advantage. If you are look
ing for an investment in the property
you NAME" said Leonie, after a brief
moment Of reflection.
"Tndeedf" smiled the young man.
ut would be gratefully received, for
] am what they call tenderfoot."
Leonie recited her experience OF the
day preceding. The young man be-
came grave and thoughtful.
Il thank you for your warning" he
said earnestly. "and I don't think
those men will sell me the Wenatchee
mine. l am open for any promising
gold prospect. though" he said.
The salters never learned who had
steered their victim away from their
evil clutches. but Leonie saw more