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Timet were bard in the camp; tUcro waa no
denying it. Not very long before then bad
been m “boom;" but Hr. Levi, who kept the
clothing atom on the main stri ct and found 1
mneh profit in tbit fleeting period of prosper-
ity, had oracnlarly declared it at an end.
“i doll yon vot it lib, poya.'* be laid one day
standing on tbe threshold of bla roughly-
boarded store, flanked on one aide by a pend
ent anlt of hideous plaid and on tbe other by
a pair of overall., “dot pornn rash gono
homo.”
Old Cheyenne Joe, too. who had prospected
with un&Ulng hopefulness and habitual bad
fiirtnae tinea tbo earliest days of tha Pike's
Peak excitement, found the situation nnp'rece-
dentedly flBlorous.
“Iallow I never see wusa timet iu C'oloray-
do senco we struck them snlphurets uptoClear
Crtek In *111,” said he, as ho sat on n broken
choir in tho “Dclmouico of the wed,” (so a di
lapidated saloon araa grandly called), “Yes,
Jim,” ho addedarith an unwonted sigh, “I will
take sugar this time.”
The campwaa situated in a charmed region.
It lay on the slope of a mountain, facing tho
west. A little beyond the group of houses this
slope became abrupt—so abrupt that the valley
below waa out of sight of tho town. Far bo-
a l this valley, lifting its jagged summits,
and sharply dclluod. against the western
shy, was tbo grand, majestic, solemn Sangre
de Crist o.
The camp wore a dejected air. “Tho boys”
had made a good fight, but uature was against
them, and nature always wins In the long run.
Dowd, deep down, through the flinty quarts
the ]«tient miners hid chased the fleeting
veins. Quartz, fiom tho shareholder's point
of view, represents outgo; veins, income.
When, therefore, veins tin the beam, the com-
pauy'a financial horizon is touched with tho
roey tint of dividends; when quartz, then
gzthcr tho lowering clouds of assessments,
often succeeded by the thunderstorm of
bankruptcy. Tbe “Loulsiaua” hid “shat
down,” tho “Bismarck" changed superintend
ents threo times and then followed suit, and
the two directors of the “Ariel, who came out
from New York to Inspect the property, were
obliged to pay the men's arrears out of their
own pockets before they were allowed to de
port, All this time, nature, so harsh to those
who would wring her hidden treasures from
her grasp, was tantalizing them with the most
gorgeous of weather, when tbe air was eleetric,
the peaks or the Sangre de Gris to seemed but
half a mile stray, and the moon, throughout
tbo still, silent nights, softened all the out
lines, so sharp and clear in the daylight, and,
costing its diver sheen over the shabby nnd
unlovely buildings, transformed them Into
fairy dwellings.
Cheyenne Joe was an authority In the camp,
the counterpart of tbe “fall of ' ID and spring
of 'SO” men In California; henco his despond
ent utterances deepened the gloom which had
overhung the frequenters of tho slngnlarlv
misnamed saloon. Some were yenng anil
strong, with tho flush of health an tholr
cheeks; othcis old and gray, their faces fur
rowed with the deep lines of toil and care.
Flannel shirts alternated with overalls; caps
of dubious buo nnd texture rivalod seedy
sombreros, curiously suggestive of n joyous
and aggresstse post; anil tobacco, of a quality
proportioned to the hardness of the times, lent
an aroma more pungent than agreeable to tbo
dingy room. There hod been a sound of
wheels. It was the day when the stkgo brought
the scanty mail; and not very long before tho
arrival of a special conveyance would have ox-
cited attention, for It might havo been cotern-
poraneoes with the arrival of irhnt we liavo
gotten In the bad habit of calling “capitalists.”
This Is at best on unsatisfactory word and In
its conventional nse it has but a vague and
illative significance. Nevertheless the capi
talist is always the coming man to tho honest
miner. It is a peculiarity of silver mines that
the more valuable Is their promise tbe
more anxious are their owners to let
other people have tho opportunity of drawing
profit from their development. Thus It Isthati
when tho “blossom reek” Is most bloomlag,
and the prospoct “holes” are tbe meet seiurt* 1
ive, and the veins "pen out” their best and. In
afar of him of the blind faith and the heavy
hank account. Ho is to them as Montezuma
to the poor l'eebloe of New Mexico; and, as tho
sqniliil priest at Old Peeos rises early and looks
to the sanriso far a sign of tho Great Deliverer,
so do the prospectors gaze long znd earnestly
up the mountain roads for tho dost of the
comlog stages.
When, however, times are bad, and tho
dump-heapt show no accessions, none ora •an
guine enough to “look for the coming which
may not be.” Lucky fur the boys If the sound
of wheels announco not the tax collector,or tbe
le saloon to vlow the now
comer, so he reported himself. He entered
the smoky room; n stalwart, active, cheery
yonng fellow; he saluted the company and be
took aicat. No one present seemed, at first,
to know him; bat Cheyenne Joe's fare showed
en effort to recall his personality. At lost ho
rose and approached him. “I've seed yer he-
“I'VE SEED VEI BEFORE, PABDNEE."
ore, paidner,” said he, “bat I dltremember
wlur on slrth it was.’’ The new comer met
hit searching look with half a smile.
“I am not likely to forget tbe time or place
of onr meeting, Hr. Cannon,” said he. “I’m
qnlte so mneh of a tenderfoot as I was on
tbe Hillerton trail one summer afternoon.”
“By thunder 1” ejaculated Joe, poshing his
esp on the back of his head, “so you're the fel
ler thet I’ve been thlnkin' about many a time
•rase I sed good-bye to yer up to LeodvIUe.
aimme a shake o’yer hand, psrd. Why, you
ain’t a tenderfoot wuth a cent jest new.
Beys;” he went on, ae he turned to tha atten
tive group In tbe saloon, “thar’s raoro’u one
kind of tenderfoot, bet blame me ef this yore
one didn’t lay over any I aver see in all my
life. Yer see, hoys, I wuz earnin’ from
the Gnnnlson with same yonng fellers, an' we
wasn’t fhr from Lesdville when wo heard
some one availing*, an’ we stopped, an’ we see
this yen mu, an’ a boy with him, a-beck-
onin' tons. When they come up we lamed thet
some imall-souled cusses opto Hillerton hed
told tbe boy he could walk easy from tbar to
Lesdville In a day, an' seme cf the same kind
hed told this ycre chap he could walk froin
Lesdville to Hillerton. Wa’al, this man he
started, an’ he last tbe trail an' wandered
about; an' then he met the her, who hed
walked scnce mornin’, an’ hadn't bed nothin'
to cat. I dunno what wonld o' happened to
’em cf we hedn't come along. The boy told
me he wuz like to drop when they come to-
gether, an' he atked the men ef he could gin
him same grab, en yon bet my psrd here, Jack
Williams, wuz the right sort; far sex he, ‘My
boy, I am afesrd we’re both ef ns gone up. but
I've got one sandwich. en Til give yer half of
it,’ an' be wuz t-diwyin' with him when tney
The looks of the boys plainly ezpnmedeom.
mondation, and one ef them made n sugges
tion iu to refreshmentf 'settingup the drinks,'
he called it) at his expense. Tho visitor, well
aware that In the social ethics of the moan,
tains e proposition of this kind Is the reeog.
nized expression oft genuine good will, ae-
companion hit excnscs with a meed of gcath
tnde. Then the talk became somewhat gen
eral, and the hardy fellow spoke of lest trails,
and snow-slides and fights with Indians—all
the necessary and accented concomitants of
their bird and stirring lives—as the avenge
dwellers in towns talk of tbe little variations
In their hnm drum cslitence,
“Sty, lot," at lost sold the new-comer, “per
haps you can help me. I'm pretty busy down
at Denver, but I’ve been putting in nil the
time I could spire on a still huut alter an eld
fellow that I think must have come oat here
from the states some time ego. He'd gat St
loggerheads with things about nhn.amloueday
be polled uptakes and went away—no fellow
knew where. For
smiled, In a comelo
to find him. I haw „
op to this month I couldn't get on hie trail.
Ahonttwo weeks ago, however, I struck a
drummer in Denver who saw on eld chap up
here that zeemed like him. Yon zee, he'z sere
to have changed his name nnd not to call him
self by his real one, which is Ephraim Wilton
end—"
"Ephrl*l_, ,
cncd with much Interest, “why, the short for
Ephraim Is Eph„ an'jest ez sure ez nr be
a-sctUn’ tbar, I believe ynu’rc attack the old
raw. livin'jest like a fust-class old hermit,
in Hungry Gulch, Thsr ain’t one of the hi.
ez ever snowed his real name, but what every
blamed one of 'em calls him 'Uncle Eph,'
They’re been a helpin' him when they bare
chance—which ain't often, yer know, ’cause
ho’i ez proud ez Cirsar an' don’t let on when
he’z pretty nigh basted,. He Jest keep* to
himself np’In his little one-hois cabtu, and
gees totterin’ nbon
sort o' way, jest as
thing.”
“Come along with me, If you've nothing bet
ter to do,” said the new comer; and they bade
the group good night
“It's curious, Joe,” continued William,
they walked towards the little inn, “that you
should have remembered tbe youngster that
was with me on the Hillerton trail that day;
for a good deal has come out: of that m
with him. The fact It, ho Is the son
Ephraim Wilson, and he has a sitter—well, I
can talk to a friend like you about hor. She’s
as pretty a little bine eyed creature as you’d
meet in a summer's day, and when I flrst saw
her It was all np with mix os turn's I’m a liv
ing msn. Yon see, Mr. Wilson lived In s
town In New Hampshire and was pretty well
fixed, having a * kind of a
bank and doing a good business.
He was a real proud, high spirited chop, but a
good, loTlngfather to his motherless children.
Ouc day his partner disappeared, taking a pile
of money with him, and it broke the old man all
up. He managed to pay everything the bank
owrd, and no right minded person really
tho least to bfsi
thought he was the least I
ame. Some
him, and ho heard [it, and it wai what yon
might call the last straw; for It worked on
bis mind until bo was half crazy, and one day
he broke nut end said he would net llvo any
longer In the town. He put his children under
tbe care of his sister uud went away, saying
he wonld come back when he coaid sot himself
right. His Mends did tholr best to
but ho told them he wonld die or go mail If he
partner who had run away. It seems he had
been speculating and got In a bad way, and
thought there was nothing for him but
to run. He was taken ill in San Fran
cisco, null had a close call far his life; and
he hail time to think over bis ways nnd
wbnt he'd dono. Well, to make a long story
short, he’d struck It rich ont there, and he
sent them nil he'd carried off, and a document
clearing tho old man’s nsmo beyond a whit-,
per. Of Course the bop and hit sister were
wild to find their father, and nothin—
satisfy the girl, bnt to start ont and
him. They managed to get, some trace of his
going west, and they came out to Denver.
They made friends wherever they wont, and
they’ve been taken mighty good care of, bat
but they only think of one tntn;
night nnd day, and that's to flat
the old gentleman. Tbe boy bad got what
he thought a clew, which took him to Hillerton
that time I met him, bnt It didn't come to any
thing. I went to Denver with him, and he In
traduced me to hit tutor and then”—a blush
came to Ills brown cheek—“ever since that
time I’ve been just aa anxious as the;
their Hither.
little hopo that
alive and well, Susie—that’s her name, bless
her little heart—would marry me. I’m In a
i just as anxious os they to find
To tell yon the troth, I’ve just a
it if I should como across him
, Susie—that’s her name, bleu
t—would marry mo. I'm In a
good bqsinessand getting ahead, and I'd lie the
happiest man In the world If I could win snob
a prison that. Doyon know, she and her
brother are notlkr off. They’re down In a
ranch In the valley, and I’d like to have
sea them in tbe morning. I'll till yon v
yon drive down with me after breakfast, and
they’ll be delighted to meet you.”
“IVa’all, para,” replied Joe, "I ain’t much of
a lady’s man, bnt 1 will (o with yer es sure ez
you’re alive. I’d like to see the little gal; an'
ef she’ll give me some p’lntz about her dad, I
kin tell her in two shakes ef he it Vuncle
Eph, or ef he ain't. .
“That’s capital idea,” laid William. Some
how I feel it in my bone* that It's be, and that
we’re going to be aaccaaafbl, and that I'll be
tbe happiest man this tide of the range.”
“I'm with yer, pard, tbar,” said Joe
what’s more, I allow thet of yer strike a ■
of good luck, It would sort o' lap over on the
camp, an’ yon bet we need It bod enough. Yer
see, lack's tho queerest thing In the world.
When yer think It's come to.stsy, it'sdsssrt
yer qufcker'n s wink; sn’ when ye’re pretty
nigh played ont, tone little tblngH bring it
right hack. When yer corns In that saloon to-
night with yer Jolly (see, among all them fel
lers that’s been awaitin’an’hopin till they
hadn’t no heart left, It come to me straight
thet snthln’ good wuz sgoln’ to happen—tn’
now yerive told ms that that's a pretty little
gal s-comin’ in among the basted crowd in this
yen camp—why, para, I’m ssrtin of it.”
Tbe rays ortho next morning’s son, gleam
inf over the smooth eastern hills, had tarn tbe
-Jgi „
veil of shadow from tho lowest of the western
peaks, when sn old man poshed open the
fall joy ot living antil he bss just dono this sim
ple thing—opened the door of a Colorado
house on a perfect Colorado morning. This Is
not the assertion of a garrulous traveler from
distant lends, ssoare from contradictions: for
yon can try it for yourself in threo days’ time,
and the door need not be that of a log eablo,
hot even tho pronto portal of a Denver hotel,
with on omnibus standing before it. All the
modem improvements tn tha world cannot
affect tbo ran quality of tbo air, and a certain
sober, middle-aged scribe, whom chance seat
thither some-yeors ago, has told his friends at
tbs club at Isast fifty times that, emerging
from a Denver hostelry In the first stagns of
the depression following a breakfast nude
wretched by soleratui bread and Infamous cof
fee, he has found himself breathing such a
champagne atmosphere that he has conceived
sn Insane desire to traverse Larimer etreet
with a hop, skip and ajnmp.
Whatever impulse be of '
here felt, he
thin
seedy silk handkerchief tied loosely
neck. He shaded hie eyes with ble bend end
looked down the narrow valley In which hie
log cabin stood. “HungryGaleb,” they ralM
It. Why, no one know. Apart from its eur-
roundings and under an ordinary sky It would
have shown few attractions, but this morning
the short grass, the outcropping recks, the
shabby cabin, had abstracted a subtle fora of
color end softened outline from tho over
charged atmosphere. Tbe ■ old mu saw
nothing of this, for he wet “down on hie luck;’
one in this ...
Whatever impulse £s of the log cabin may
> made no sign. Thesnn lit up hu
and toe
i condition It Is s kind of
lids sing. Ho wia brooding—had been brood
ing ss long si he coo Id remember. He bed
acted until kls bones ached, without
ng the ghost of s “strike.” Once he had
been well end happy; bnt lack was against him
end st 65 he eras lonely, poor and rheumatic,
and living in s mean leg hoase In Hungry
Caleb. To he sure he hod himself partly to
blame for his present discomforts. It has
keen the fashion of late yean to
idealise the western miner, and he ii
far from an Ideal being. He has nuny faults,
but he has one shining virtue; he is at kind to
his needy companions os heart cosld desire.
The prosperous mountain-dweller may care for
himself; the "busted" man will never lack a
helping band as long ts there is a blanket or
piece or salt pork In tho camp.
Uncle Eph shouldered hw pick and limped
across the hills until he ‘reached the point
where he bad been working the day before.
After resting s while lie began plying the pick
and continued his labor st Intervals for some
time.
DISCOURAGED.
At list he sat down and leaned against tho
rock, tired and disconragcd. As he did so
two men came quickly toward him and
stoiiped a little way off. They watched him
os ho reclined listlessly, pick lu hand. Ere’
long he began chipping. at n small boulder.
ice blow detached a piece of shell from
Its surface. He picked It np and examined It
carefully but languidly. It was sometime be-
Tore he rose, drove s couple of stakes In tho
ground, end walked slowly towards the town.
The two men advanced; they wire Chey
enne Joe and his friend from Denver.
“Poor old chap,” said the former. “I iron,
dor if he allows he’s made a strike. Thar
ain’t s man in the camps ez wonld gradge It
to him: but the chancos la agin him in thh
yore place. I beerd one of them scientific
sbsrpe from New York, thet come here a year
ago, say thsr ought to be a show for what he
called ‘cblorldM’ ’round here. Bnt I don’t
take mneh stock In them fellers, sn’ I’d a good
sight sooner trust sn old miner than the best
or ’em, with their book-lamin’. Let’s see
wharhe’sgoln’.
Amend thejhllls and across the gulches, al
ways with faltering steps, the old msn wended
his way to a small nnpatnted building, where
in dwell an Important character in tho mining
camp, the asssyer, Hs was there but a few
moments; then the two men, who bad kept
him In view, saw him come out and wearily
>lod towards bit home. They entered tho rode
luildlng, whore the expert was busy with his
crucibles.
f r, professor,” ejaculated Joe, “I want to
nee yon to my friend, Hr. Williams, of
Denver.” Tho men shook hands. “Him an'
me's been a lookin’ st Uncle F.ph unbeknown
to him while he wns a chlpptn’ sway st them
boulders. Did he bring yer a specimen t"
said the assoyerj “lie brought a
fore nnd said he'd leave it here until
Id relso the money
He's so qneer; be wouldn’
him I’d gladly make It and let him pay when
be soon betid a knock. A stranger entered—
a person of forbidding appearance.
‘‘Yen tie the man they call Uncle Eph,
ain’t yonf” sold he. The old msn nodded.
“Just so. They call yon Uncle Epb, but yon
really are E.P. Wilson, late banker at- ,
New Hampshire—case of fSilere and defalca
tion-suspicious circumstances. I've shadowed
yon and worked np the points agalnet yon.”
The old man tamed pale. He did not t
that the doer, which the stranger had closed,
had been opened very slightly. The msn
went on;
"I ought to take you up now, lint I don't
wont to be too hard on you. Give me the
claim you've just staked out and I'll letfrou off.’
The old man never had a chance to reply.
The doer was suddenly pnthed open. Joe
Ctnnon entered, shut it again and set his back
against it.
“Beg yer psrdin fur cornin’ in without
knockin’, Uncle Eph," Said he, “bnt I've been
on tho trail of thle yer man that's talkin'to
yer. I beared what he said an’ I allowed he'd
come to a good place to Jstop—to the end of •
sentence, as yer might aay.” There was a de
lightful irony tn hu tone. "Es 1 understand
the matter," ho wont an, “this yer party tea
he knows yer an' can do yer barm, an’ wants
yer to buy him off.
“Now that's whst I call playin’ It down pret
ty low, seeln' thet this yer man's a dead heat
of the west sort. When I first see him 1 al
lowed I knowed him, bnt it only come to me
the assay office. No. sir”-
had taken on u §]_.
and his hand went behind his hip,
voice
•harp 'ring
rip, “don't yer
t a self-
daylight
make a mere to draw, for I’ve get
cocker, an’ you ain't, an' I'll let d
through yer In a second. Now, you’re wa!
up the wrong crowd to talk blackmail to, you
domed claim Jumper. I know yer, an' yer
doln’a down to t he San Juan ronntry; an' er 1
was just to sty one word to tbe bop, yer know
wbst'd happen to yet? Ef I ever see yer near
this camp spin. I’ll say thet word Just at aura
ns yer live. Now git!"
The man slunk away In a moment.
“Yer see, Uncle F.ph,” said Joe, “things hex
taken atom in this ycro ramp today, an' lolks
is n feelln’ pretty good, an' it ain't wuth dls-
lurkin' that feelln’ for all that mean cuss’a
skin's wuth. Say, Uuclo Eph, when I was a
cornin’ un the gulch an' a reflectin' on the
hard luck you’d hed, 1 sort o' got to thlnkin'
of the story tbo missionary told tbe camp, .the
last Sunday he waa here, about an old feller
named Job who hed a heap of troubles—a goad
sight more'n you, paid; an’"—he paused a
moment, seeing a sort ef eager look gaining
en the bewilderment expreeeed in the
old man'* connlentnce. It wzz too late to
•top; his quick ear caught the raetle of a droea
behind the door, he made the plunge, “Wa'al
arter awhile thing* come better fur old men
Job. 1 don't know czactly how it wua. bnt ez
nigh es I kin tell It, Jeat aa a cun who'd over-
beerd tbe talk of hli friends In the camp was a
Irylu* to skeerhlm, he learned that all tho
tillage he'd last hed come back to him—an’
OLD JOB BAD TO USI A BANDANA,
he was able. It’s pretty bard work trying to
help him.”
Williams draw bis wallet from Us pocket
and laid a bank note on the table.
“Yon are very good,” said he, “bat I have
1 In the old man and I shall
pay yonr bill. Wo will call for tha araay this
afternoon.”
At about the time tbe old man came In tha
„otnlng to hie door, zz Just namtel, Wil
liams nnd Joe were approaching the ranch
house In the valley. They had driven dawn
the steep reed through the pine trees, crossed
a creek on a rode bridge and followed tha
wheel-tracks on the crisp grass. There came
to meet them a youth, and tha “pretty little
blne-eyed creature.” Pretty Indeed waithe,
end wonld have been In thr more critical eyes
than those of tbe old prospector. With true
native politeness he doffedhls rnety hat and
took her little white band In tha friendly and
mpectfulclupofhla brown and rough one.
To this day old Joe talks of her.
' more, too—good name-on’ money—ari best o!
all—but blame If the ain't hereto spaak for
beral/.”
Half an hoar had passed in eager Inquiries
and motusl explanations, when Jos roes to bla
Aril height ana began to apeak in am oratorical
manner— contrasting curiously with bla dia
lect—and emphasising portions of his dlsoourae
Frisco, an’ St Louis an’ Denver; an' I allow
I never aae such a pretty eight in all my life.
It Jest broke me all np, and don’t ysrforglt It.
Why, I allow ef I was a yonng feller an’ she'd
look at ms with them eyes ef hero, es bine as
the sky over the range In October an’ as clear
et tbe mountain streams op to timberllne-on'
beckon with thet little white band, I’d foliar
her to the end of the alrth. Hex I (tot
yer know), Little Daisy, yeriva got a young
l oiler that loves yo an' Is ss good ez gold an 1
ea true ea steal; on' perhaps yer ain't got no
need cf tha services of old Joe Cannon; but of
yer have, why eonnt him In, every timo. lie's
old an’stiff, an' what with bard work, an’
bad grub in' mountain fever, he ain’t what he
wuz; bat that’s lib In the old man ylt, an' ha
couldn’t make no better use of It than In doin'
bis level beet to help yer.”
He bine ayes grew brighter w Hiss Susie
talked to tbe old man. There could be no
doubt; the description tallied perfectly;
Uncle [Eph was her father. It was arranged
volatile opportunity of breaking tbe good news
to tbe hermit. They learned that he had gone
prospecting, and they had resolved on a sodden
Impulse, to asralt the result of the eaesy
before (peaking to him.
Aether left the office they met an fll-leeklng
illow who pasted them without recognition.
Joe looked sharply at him.
“That feller looks sort o’ familiar to me,’
•aid be. “He’s a stranger In the camp, hat I
I’ve seen bla befcra.”
sun had nearly ran bis dally coarse and
was desoendiog on the summits of the western
mountains, whan tha old man again created
tbe threehold of his cabin, and again shade!
hi* ayes with his bend and looked down the
by atrteplng gestures of his right arm
“Uncla Eph,” mid ha, "I allow It's time I
bad tha floor, an’ I’ve anthln' to tell yer.
When yer coma to this yare camp yer struck
It In a streak ores bad lock ea I ever aae; bnt
ther ain't no leek ao hed that It wouldn't
change when inch e sweet little beauty sz yer
darter ther come Into the camp; on* euro
enough It be* changed, an’ for good thle Ume,
Oldman, I allow yer luck laid 'way over old
man Job's; for I never heard thet when ha wua
e prospectin' he struck it rich; but blame me of
yon hev’nt dona it this time.” Ha held up the
sawyer's report. "Ycr’vo struck them ohlo-
rideseure, an, yoojbetwe’ra sgoln’ to her a
boom thetfil jest lay over any boom you ever
•ae.” Hearing a noise he went to the window.
By thnnder,” he criad, "ef here ain't the whole
camp e turned ent an’ marchln' np to pay their
respects!”
As aoen aa the news of Uncle Eph'e strike
was telegraphed, the preliminary inquiries
of tha eager capitalists came back over the
wires; tha stage next day brought two of theee
gentry who hed been tarrying In Denver, end
e week’* time saw what the miners called
“store clothes” as plenty aa claim stakes.
Uncla Eph told bis mine speedily. The rapl-
tallata who filled to eeenre it were crazy to
boy eomethlnc at much Ilka it aa possible: ao
many languishing claims ware converted Into
•olid cash, aad, sure enough, the long-looked
for boom came, and “came to stay.” When,
therefore. Uncle Epb took his departure, tha
wholapwnlation tamed ont to give him •
“eeud-off” Cbsycnne Joe went to Denver
with the party by special invitation, and, aa
tbe atsrgo started, he rose In his place by tha
driver and railed fur three routing cithers for
tha “old msn."
Uncla Eph proposed to rail his nrina the
“Good Lack.” hot tha purchasers gave its fir
mere pretentious name. Then they firmed
aa Immanae company to raprampt It, tad ft Is
sued beautifully engraved certificates of stock,
told this stock “short'’ and “coroared,” and
finally managed to make such a mess of the
whole thing that It weald be en enrommonlr
good plan for yon, gentle reader, (mind, this is
quite between ourselves) to let It severely
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ECZEMA,
Itching, Burnihgr, Cracked
and Bleeding kin Cured
by Cuticurai
every specie* of ItChlns and bumlu* ski'* aud
scalp dlhcare*. that tlieCutieura remedies are more
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