Dave Porter in the Gold Fields; Or, The Search for the Landslide MineStratemeyer, Edward
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Dave Porter in the Gold Fields; Or, The Search for the Landslide Mine
Stratemeyer, Edward
Detective and mystery stories; Gold mines and mining -- Juvenile fiction; Miners -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories
"I've got an idea!" he whispered, his eyes brightening with sudden
expectation. "Why can't we join these men and go after the Morr crowd
with them? It will give us a chance to get back at those fellows."
"No, I've had enough of this business," replied the former teacher of
Oak Hall. "I am going back to town as fast as I can, and then to the
East."
"Yes, but----" began Link, when he stopped short. Haskers's foot had
shoved a round stone and now this rattled over the rocks, creating
considerable noise.
"Who's that!" roared Sol Blugg, and leaped to his feet, drawing his
pistol as he did so. "Ho, look there! Hands up, or I'll fire!" he
yelled, as he discovered those who had been in hiding.
CHAPTER XXII
DAVE AND THE MOUNTAIN LION
"Don't fire, I beg of you! We--we are friends! Don't fire! Please put
down that pistol, do!"
It was Job Haskers who called out in this fashion, as he raised his
hands high in the air. He was seized with a chill, and shook from head
to foot.
Link Merwell was also agitated, and for the instant tried to back away.
Perhaps, now that Sol Blugg had spoken so harshly, the youth realized
that he was not such a kind-hearted fellow as Abe Blower had proved to
be.
"Come out here, where we can see you!" cried Blugg. "Larry, got yer
pistol?"
"I sure have," responded Larry Jaley, with a wicked grin.
"There is no need to do any shooting," said Link Merwell.
"You were spyin' on us," growled Staver.
"Who are you? Come here and give an account o' yourselves," ordered Sol
Blugg.
There was no help for it now, and, rather awkwardly, with their hands
still upraised, Job Haskers and Link Merwell stumbled over the rocks to
where the three men had been resting and talking.
"Humph, a tenderfoot!" muttered the leader of the trio, as he inspected
the former teacher of Oak Hall. "I don't reckon he's goin' to do us any
harm." He turned to Merwell. "Who are you, sonny?"
Link told him and also mentioned Haskers's name. "I was just coming
forward to introduce myself," he added.
"How kind," sneered Larry Jaley, with a mock bow.
"I was. We stepped behind the rocks to find out what sort of men you
were. And I guess you are just our kind," added Merwell, with a sickly
grin.
"How so?" demanded Sol Blugg, sharply. "No game, now."
"I'll give it to you straight," answered Link Merwell. "Can I put down
my hands? It's not comfortable to talk with them up in the air."
"All right,--and fire away," answered the leader of the men.
"We overheard what you said about the Abe Blower party and the Tom
Dillon party," pursued Merwell. "We were with Abe Blower, but the other
crowd came up and made it hot for us, and we got out. You said
something about their being here to locate gold. So they are, and now
that we are on the outs with those other people, if you say the word,
we'll go in with you. Isn't that right, Haskers?" asked Link, coolly.
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