Better days; or, A Millionaire of To-morrowFitch, Thomas
Philosophy
Better days; or, A Millionaire of To-morrow
Fitch, Thomas
Utopias -- Fiction; West (U.S.) -- Fiction
In ordering the mining work Morning had arranged for a double-track
tunnel, which would reach the lode at a depth of about one hundred and
fifty feet from the surface, and there was now a broad, well-ventilated
and well-lighted underground road to and along the entire length of the
quartz lode, at a point five feet from it. From this tunnel Morning
could cause to be run as many crosscuts into the lode as he desired, and
thus control the amount of quartz extracted, and keep within his
exclusive knowledge the true dimensions of the mineral deposit.
Conjecture was rife, and the general opinion questioned the sanity of a
man who made such costly and elaborate preparations for extracting and
reducing quartz in a place where no quartz or sign or promise of quartz
was visible. But Superintendent Robert Steel kept his own counsel, the
wages of the men were paid promptly, all bills were cashed on
presentation, and the prevailing sentiment was voiced by big Jim
Stebbins, the boss of shift No. 3, who interrupted and terminated a
discussion among his men as to Morning’s movements by saying:—
“Dave Morning is no mining shark or stock-board stiff. His money is
clean money; he dug it out of the ground; and if he chooses to buck it
off agin a syenite dike, a payin’ you fellers $4.00 for eight hours’
work, which is a sight more than some of you is worth, why, I reckon
it’s nobody’s business but his own. It’s only five minutes to shift
time; put out your pipes, and get a move on you.”
The mills were built on the side of the mountain below the tunnel, and
were inclosed—as was the entrance to the tunnel—with a high fence,
within which none were permitted except workmen on duty.
A light narrow-gauge road was built from the mill yard at Waterspout
down the cañon, past the copper smelters, to the mouth of the Rillito.
The wagon road was destroyed, and the stream dammed in several places,
so that the only means of reaching Waterspout was by rail; and, without
a pass from Superintendent Steel, no person was permitted to ride on the
cars. Tourists, prospectors, and seekers for information who should
overcome these difficulties, and walk, climb, or swim to Waterspout,
would need to carry also their own provisions and bedding, for they
would find neither shelter, food, nor welcome, and could not gain access
to mine or mill.
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