The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1920-03-12
CHAPTER VI.-continued.

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'Tll have to adrlit," said Hilliard
lightly, "that the odds are on the side
Of the experts. Bat as for the ro-
nance" He smiled at Angela and
wondered if he dared begin so soon to
'T've been telling Angela that it's
mostly hard work. Once in a while
you do run into something lurid, of
course-romantic, if you want to call
it so. 1 remember one bit out of my
own experience" Angela had dropped
the papers, and was listening as close
Nv as her father ga few years ago
some friends of mine bought up an old
abandoned property out in the Butte
region bought it for a song, and it
was a very quiet peaceful little song
at that, because metals had been dull,
and to continue the metaph0r-my
friends weren't in particularly good
voice just then. But after they'd tax
en- title, they realized that they'd only
sung the first verse of the song, and
there were a lot more verses and a
pretty strenuous chorus. There was
a shaft to be unwatered and lot of
timber-work to be done; they were in
for a big expense, and their credit had
tucks in it, and the outlook wasn't any
too rosy. But thirty yards from the
main workings there was a fairish
"a +,1nfn1 with tho Cf0 Hf of q
winze-that's blind shaft running
down obliquely from horizontal tun-
nel-and it pointed straight toward
the main shaft, and it occurred to
them that they could continue that
UinZe another few feet, strike their
main shaft about the hundred and
fifty foot level, and save lot of labor
and expense that way by getting a
clean approach to the shaft instead
of taking a lot of bother with it in its
decrepit condition. Well, they began
to go down that winze, and inside of
ten feet they struck brand new and
unsupported vein-there hadn't been
any outcrop showing; it was sheer,
unadulterated luck Then they had
credit-they certainly did! To make
q long story short, they paWned their
futures, and begged and borrowed ev-
cry penny they could lay their hands
on, and they developed that property
70 the last cent, and when they had
perhaps two hundred thousand or so
tons of four per cent copper in sight,
and there were indicated ore reserves
of another half a million tons, they
sold that property to a group of New
Workers for an utterly phenomenal
price, without ever having so much
as touched the original shaft for which
they'd bought the property"
"Ouch!' said Cullen, and Good
ness !" said Angela.
"And," said Hilliard, smiling remi-
niscently. off the original owners had
pushed that Wine for a couple of days
more than they did, or if my friends
hadn't decided to go at the problem
in exactly that way well, as say
what's one mans romance IS another
mans tragedy. My friends got their
investment back in something less than
four months, and after that it was vel
vet. And the selling price was in the
neighborhood of two hundred times
what they'd paid for it. That's min
ing history. Mr.. Cullen" And indeed
it wes-and the only fabrication about
it was billiards claim of friendship
for the lucky owners. This, as he as
sured himself, was salesmans license
every successful operator is
"friend" of any salesman.
Cullen nodded thoughtfully; his
eyes were bright. Angela was alter
nately regarding him with indulgeht
pity, and sending I-told-you-so mes
sageS to billiard.
"NYhere was this-in Montana"
"Silverbow county. Near Butte.
YES, there is romance in that country,
STr. Cullen. It's in every tree and ev-
cry rock. and in every hill and valley
and under the ground. And I'm afraid
I'm Just enough of q realist to find
most OF my own under the surface"
.gro save my life" said Cullen, 81
can't nelp thinking Of that region as
a Mark Twain sort of country-som-
breros and six-shooters a I'd Vigilantes
and stage coach hold-ups and gold dust
as medium of exchange. l know it's
childish. but I've never been out there,
and it's hard to get over what we
learned at school" He surveyed his
Wanted garden less arrogantly; the