A Desperate Chance; Or, The Wizard Tramp's Revelation, a Thrilling NarrativeOld Sleuth
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A Desperate Chance; Or, The Wizard Tramp's Revelation, a Thrilling Narrative
Old Sleuth
Adventure stories; Tramps -- Fiction; Young men -- Fiction
The chamber was not more than four feet square, but on the floor in one
corner was a shining heap. It shone under the ray of his lantern as he
flashed the light upon it. He took a handful of the shining stuff and
passed it down to Creedon, handing him the lantern at the same time, and
he said:
"You are a good judge; tell me what that is?"
"It's gold dust," cried Creedon; "how much is there of it?"
"Oh, barrels full, I should say."
"Great ginger! lad, you've struck it."
"Well, it won't run away, I reckon, but give me your hat and I'll fill
it."
"Is that to be my share?"
"No, we're only giving you the first whack at it, that's all."
Desmond filled Creedon's hat with the dust and then descended, and the
whole party made their way to the outer cavern.
CHAPTER VI.
DISCUSSING THE FIND--A NEW RESOLUTION--GOING TO CREEDON MINE--A
DISAPPOINTMENT--BETTER INDICATIONS--A NEW MOVE.
Once in the outer cavern, Desmond said:
"It's now a matter of business."
"Well?"
"How shall we divide?"
"You are the finder," replied Creedon; "you are to decide."
"You leave it to me?"
"Yes."
"I'll make it an even divide all round."
"Boy, it's a great discovery."
"What do you think of its value?"
"It depends upon the weight, but from your description I should say we
had a ten-thousand-dollar find."
Desmond's eyes opened wide, and after a moment he asked:
"Does it really belong to us?"
"It does certainly; I am really the appointed heir of the old Mexican,
but anyway treasure-trove goes to the finder who can establish a right
to it."
"We can," said Brooks.
"You bet we can, and it is ours, but it's strange how the old Mexican's
secret has been opened up. Here I've had five years to search for this
gold and failed to find it, and this lad gets on to it in one day."
"It was a mere chance."
"Well, yes, to a certain extent; but if you had not been so persistent
you would not have developed the chance and made the find possible."
"How did the old man accumulate this gold?"
"It's plain enough; he has known some stream and has washed it, and
possibly it took him ten years to gather the heap you found there; but
how well he did it!"
"He did, sure."
"How shall we make a divide?"
"Easy enough if you will let me make a suggestion."
"Certainly."
"We will carry it all out here; we run no risk, no one will ever
penetrate to this retreat; then when we have it all carted out here we
will divide it, a coffee cup full at time."
"Good enough; that suits me."
"But wait; I've a better proposition if you will accept it."
"Go ahead."
"Let's leave it where it is, go on to my mine, and if it amounts to
anything we will have the capital to work it ourselves."
Desmond glanced at Brooks, and the man said:
"That is a good proposition."
Brooks was less suspicious than Desmond, but the lad determined to
accede to the proposition, and it was decided that on the following
morning they would start for Creedon's mine, and the guide said:
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