The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-08-11

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"What Do Ye Think o. This Here7"
He Wanted to Know.
then looked closely at the stranger.
he appeared to be honest; his gaze
was steady, and seemed very inno-
cent.
"where did you get thls2" Dale
asked.
The alert eyes narrowed. "Do We
think this here vein you're a-fixin' to
mine Is the only vein In the whole
countryr
"where did you get this7" Dale re-
peated.
do ye think" drawled the other,
"'at I'm plumb fool enough to give
my find away to' Eo:h!c'? been pore
ali I" my !ifs. ;;!s:e-!"
"How am to know" frowned Dale,
that you've really got find7"
"Ye'd believe yore own two eyes,
wouldn't yef'
"Yss." Dale agreed, I'D believe my
own two eyes. Of course. What's your
name. and where are you fromr'
What do l git outen it, don't
own the mountain It's In, but 1t shore
can be bought TO fifteen cents q acre.
And nobody knows about 1t but Jest
me. 1t lays closer to the railroad an
this here Moreland vein. too. What
do l git outen It, misterr
The mountaineer seemed moro hon.
est than ever, but Dale was still on
his guard. He asked again:
"What's your name, and where are
you fromT
This time the answer came readily:
MY name It's Walt Turner, and rm
from Turner'S Laurel, Madison county,
state O. Nawth Ca'liner. But my ind
II ain't nowhars clost to home. 'Tain't
no more'n about two hours O. walkin'
from right here, mister. Ef you'd Jest
up and 60 along WI me. I'd show II to
ye."
Dale considered. There might be a
considerable vein Of this new coal.
Even II he was sent to the state peni-
tentiary for term Of years. Hayes
was entirely capable Of carrying on the
mining operations.
I'D like to take my mining man.
Hayes"
"NoI" quickly objected Walt Tur.
ner. II don't want nobody else to
know ~har It's at but Jest you and
me. That away. ye see. ef I'm treated
crooked I'll know edzactly who done II
and I'll shore git you! But ! heerd
tell at you was pow'ful square. uii.-
ter"
Gould get back here before night.
fanr'
Turner's eyes lighted. "Shorer
Then lead the way" ordered Dala
WaN Turner from Turner's Laurel,
madison county, state Of North Caro-.
una, crossed the little creek on stones
ana went straight to the northeast,
missing the Ball settlement by q good
mile, and hard on his heels followed
the Moreland Coal company's stalwart
general manager.
Inc way was exceedingly rough.
Ihe two men climbed rugged cliffs,
threaded dense thickets of great laurel.
mountain laurel. sheep laurel, and
hour In q stretch Of woods where the
hemlocks. poplars and hickOrie stood
- thickly that the interlacing branches
overhead shut out completely the light
OF the sun and half the light of day.
Fearing q panther. or q wildcat, Dale
Kept his revolver loosened and ready In
its holster. Walt Turner armed him.
self with q long staff-for snakes, he
said; and then he proved 1t by killing
Q rattler that had eight rattles to its
tail.
But they Travelled rapidly, notwith.
standing tho fact that the going was
din'cult; and two hours after the be.
ginning Of the little Journey Dale saw
before him 4 small and almost circular.
ievel-bottomed basin walled In by low
clins. A small creek ran through this
basin and made two easy ways of en-
trance. In the hollow they saw clumps
OF laurel and huckleberry bushes, and
Wild grasses knee-high; toward the
center stsod solitary big and gnarisd
black walnut tree.
They entered at the point st which
the creek ran In, and went to the wal
nut tree. There Turner halted and
faced Bill Dale with q peculiar CLINT
In his eyes. Dale was looking at the
rugged walls Of stone, and st the
thick green forest that rose above
them; hs was marvshng. as only Q
true lover Of beauty can marvel, at
the wonderful grandeur Of II all.
Walt Turner. Of Turner'S Laurel,
opened his silt Of . mouth and spaks.
Here's the ktty"
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