Mohave County miner and our mineral wealth., 1922-07-07

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 - "a ri--.,, --: wi a voice. What that meant he did not know, and he made no answer. The door was opened slightly and a woolly head ap- peared.
 Do you want anything, suh?"
 "No."
 "Den I reckon hit was anudder bell-yassuh."
 The boy began putting on his own clothes.
 Outside Colonel Dale and Barbara had strolled down the big path to the sun-dial, the colonel telling the story of the little Kentucky kinsman-the little girl listening and wide-eyed.
 'Ts he going to live here with us, papa?"
 Perhaps. You must be very nice to him. He has lived a rude, rough life, but I can see he is very sensi- tive"
 At the bend of the river there was the flash of dripping oars and the song of the black oarsmen came across the yellow flood.
 "There they comet" cried Barbara And from his window the little Ken. tuckian saw the company coming up the path, brave with gay clothes and smiles and gallantries. The colonel walked with grand lady at the head, behind were the belles and beaux, and bringing up the rear was Barbara, es- corted by a youth of his own age, who carried his hat under his arm and bore himself as haughtily as his elders. No sooner did he see them mounting to the porch than there was the sound of a horn in the rear, and looking out of the other window the lad saw coach and four dash through the gate and swing around the road that encircled the great trees, and up to the rear pOrticO, where there was joyous clamor of greet ings. Where did all those people come from? Were they going to stay there and would he have to be among them? All the men were dressed alike and not one was dressed like him. Panic assailed him, and once more he looked at the clothes on the bed, and then without hesitation walked through the hallway, and stopped on the threshold of the front door. A quaint figure he made there, and for the moment the gay talk and laughter etn of hi,, al ready had been told and already was sweeping from cabin to cabin to the farthest edge of the great plantation. No son of Powhatan could have stood there with more dignity, and young Harry Dales face broke into smile of welcome. His father being indoors he went forward with hand out stretched
 'I am your cousin Harry" he said, and taking him by the arm he led him on the round of presentation.
 Mrs. Willoughby, may present my cousin from Kentucky"
 "This is yONr cousin, Miss Katherine Dale; another cousin, Miss Mary; and this is your cousin Hugh.'
 Ard the young ladies greeted him with frank, eager interest, and the young gentlemen suddenly repressed patrOnizing smiles and gave him grave greeting, for if ever a rapier flashed from a human head, 1t flashed from the piercing black eye of that little Kentucky backwoodsman when his cousin Hugh, with rather whimsical smile, bowed with a pOliteness that was trifle too elaborate. Mrs. Gen eral Willoughby guessed how the lads heart was humping with the effort tt conceal his embarrassment, and when a tinge of color spread on each side of his set mouth and his eyes began to waver uncertainty, her intuition was quick and kind.
 Barbara" she asked, "have you shown your cousin your pOnies?"
 The little girl saw her motive and laughed merrily:
 "Why, I haven't had time to show him anything. Come on, cousin"
 The boy followed her down the steps in his noiseless moccasins, along a grass path between hedges of an cient box, around an ell, and past the kitchen and toward the stables. Al the gate the little girl called imperi