Silver and Gold: A Story of Luck and Love in a Western Mining CampCoolidge, Dane
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Silver and Gold: A Story of Luck and Love in a Western Mining Camp
Coolidge, Dane
Gold mines and mining -- Fiction; Silver mines and mining -- Fiction; Western stories
"This Mother Trigedgo," began Big Boy, "isn't an ordinary, cheap
fortune-teller. Those people are all fakes because they're just out for
the dollar and tell you what they think you want to know. But Mother
Trigedgo keeps a Cousin-Jack boarding house and only prophesies when she
feels the power. Sometimes she'll go along for a week or more and never
tell a fortune; and then, when she happens to be feeling right, she'll
tell some feller what's coming to him. Those Cousin Jacks are crazy
about what she can do, but I never went to a seeress in my life until
after we had that big cave. I'm a timber man, you see, and sometimes I
take contracts to catch up dangerous ground; and the best men in the
world when it comes to that work are these old-country Cousin Jacks.
They're nervy and yet they're careful and so I always hire 'em; but when
we were doing this work down in the stope of the Last Chance, they began
talking about Mother Trigedgo. It seems she'd told the fortune of a boy
or two--they were all of them boarding at her house--and she was so
worried she could hardly cook on account of them working in this mine.
It was swelling ground and there were a lot of old workings where the
timbering had given way; and to tell you the truth I didn't like it
myself, although I wouldn't admit it."
"Well, it was the twenty-second of April, and all that morning we could
hear the ground working over head and when it came noon we went up
above, as we says, for a breath of fresh air. But while we were eating,
there was a Cousin Jack named Chambers fetched up this old talk about
Mother Trigedgo, and how she'd predicted he'd be killed in a cave if he
didn't quit working in the stope; and when our half-hour's nooning was
up he says: 'I'll not go down that shaft!'
"We were all badly scared, because that ground was always moving, and
finally we agreed that we'd take a full hour off and work till five
o'clock. Well, we waited till after one before we went to the collar and
just as I was stepping into the cage the whole danged stope caved in!"
"Well, sir, I went back to my room and got every dollar I had and gave
Mother Trigedgo the roll. I could easy earn more but if I'd been caught
in that cave they'd never even tried to dig me out. That was the least I
could do, considering what she'd done for me; but Mother Trigedgo took
on so much about it that I told her it was to have my fortune told.
Well, she tried the cards and dice and consulted the signs of the
Zodiac; and then one day when she felt the power strong she poured a
little water in my hand. That made a kind of pool, like these
crystal-gazers use, and when she looked into it she began to talk and
she told me all about my life. Or that is, she told me what she thought
I ought to know, and gave me a copy of the Book of Fate that Napoleon
always consulted. And here it ain't three months till I make this
journey west and find the place she prophesied."
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