Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1921-10-20

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then looked closely at the stranger.
He appeared to be honest his gaze
was steady. and seemed very limo
cent.
Where did you get thisT" Dale
asaed.
The alert eyes narrowed. do We
think this here vein you're a-fixin' TO
mine Is the only vein In the whole
country"
where did you get thisr'' Dale re-
peated.
do ye think" drawled the other.
lat I'm plumb fool enough to give
my find away TO nOtbin'7 been pore
all o my life. mIsterl"
How am l to know" frowned Dale.
that you've really got a fndT"
"Ye'd believe yore own two eyes.
wouldn't yer"
YES" Dale agreed, I'D believe my
own two eyes. of course. What's your
name, and where are you fromf
What do I git outen Il? I don't
OVID the mountain it's In, bet It shore
can be bought TO fifteen cents q acre.
And nobody knows about II but lest
me. II lays closer to the railroad an
this here MOreland vein, too. What
dol git outeR Il, mls6er?"
The m0untaineer seemed more hon.
est than ever, but Dale was still or
his guard. He asked again:
"WAat's your name. and where are
you frOm?"
This time the answer came readily:
MY name it's Walt Turner, and I'm
from Turner's Laurel. Madison county,
state o. Nawth Ca'liner. But my find
II amt nOwhars clOst to home. "rain't
no mOre'n about two hours o. walkin'
from right here. mister. FL you'd Jest
up and 80 along WI me. I'd show II to
ye."
Dale considered. There might be q
considerable vein OF this new coal.
Even II he was sent to the state penI.
Tertiary for q term Of years, Hayes
was entirely capable OF carrying on the
mining operations.
"rd like to take my mining man.
Hayes"
Nor quickly objected Walt Tur.
ner. 81 don't want nobody else &c
know whar It's at but jest you and
me. That away, ye see, ef I'm treated
crooked I'll know edzactly who done Il
and I'll shore git you'll But ] heerd
tell at you was pOw'ful square. mis-
ter"
Could I get back here before night.
Hall?"
Turner's eyes lighted. "Shorel"
Then lead the way" ordered Dale.
Walt Turner from Turner's Laurel
Madison county. state OF North Caro-
Una, crossed the little creek on stones
and went straight TO the northeast
missing the Ball settlement by a go"d
mile, and hard on his heels followed
the Moreland Coal company's stalwarr
general manager.
The way was exceedingly rough.
The two men climbed rugged cliffs.
threaded dense ihicketS % gIeai laurel
mountain laurel. sheep laurel. aU,'
huckleberry bushes. They were on,.
hour in a stretch of woods where thu
hemlocks. pOplars and hickOries stood
50 thickly that the interiacinG branchr,
overhead shut out completely the l.ghr
of the sun and half the light of day
Fearing Il panther. or wildcat. bal,
kept his revolver IOosened and ready IL.
its holster. Walt Turner armed him
self with long staff-for snakes, ae
said; and then he proved il by killing
RATHER that had eight rattles TO IT.
tail.
But they travelled rapidly. nOiwith
standing the fact that the going was
difficult: and two hours after the b..
ginning OF the little journey Dale saw
before him q small and almost circular
level-bOttomed basin walled H. by low
cliffs A small creek ran through this
basin and made two easy ways Of ell
trance. In the hollow they saw cIump>
Of laurel and huckleberry bushes aud
Wild grasses knee high: toward the
center stood a solitary big and gnarie,i
black walnut tree
They entered at the point at which
the creek ran In. and went Ia the wal
nut tree. There Turner halted and
faced BID Dale with u peculiar CLINT
In his eyes. Dale was looking at the
rugged walls Of stone. and ut the
thick green forest that rose above
them; he was marvellng. as only a
true lover OF beauty can marvel. at
the wonderful grandeur Of IL all.
Walt Turner. Of Turner'S Laurel.
opened his slit Of q mouth and spake.
Here's the kittyI"
Dale was brought out OF his en-
JOyment most rudely. From behind
clulnps Of laurel and huckleberry
bushes, from the tall grasses. from
everywhere-it seemed from nowhere
there sprang dozens Of Balls and