The Golden Chimney: A Boy's MineGerberding, Elizabeth
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The Golden Chimney: A Boy's Mine
Gerberding, Elizabeth
Boys -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Fiction; San Francisco (Calif.) -- Fiction
“It has been sort of a worrisome job,” Mundon replied. “Still it’s big
pay. Seven thousand dollars for a boy like you to make in three months!
Besides, there’s worry in all sorts of business, and a man’s jest got
to make the best out of it,” he philosophically added. “Do you know,
Ben,--now that it’s all over, I kin tell you,--I know there was a time
when you mistrusted me; not exactly mistrusted, either, but you had
the thoughts out of which mistrust is made. O, you needn’t say you
didn’t,” he exclaimed as Ben made a gesture of dissent. “I knew jest as
well as if you’d told me so that you did. I ain’t a-holdin’ it up agin
you, neither. I know how many there was to put sech things into your
head agin a stranger, like I was.”
“Well, I didn’t let them stay there, Mundon. I trusted you all through.”
They heartily shook hands.
“I b’lieve you did, boy; I b’lieve you did. It’s ben a tough job,
though, in places. What with the smugglin’ business, and your gettin’
cut, and the injunction, too. But takin’ it all through, jest lumpin’
it, you don’t regret it, do you?”
“No,” Ben replied. “We got through by the skin of our teeth, in
places,” he continued. “It was a chance, though, that I didn’t lose
every cent I had in the world. It was just the merest accident that
that Chinaman overheard those two rascals and put us on their track.
Besides, we weren’t dead sure--we couldn’t be--that there was any gold
in the old ramshackle Works when I bought them. It’s too much like
gambling to suit me. I’m not saying a word against your going into
whatever you want to, but, for myself, I’m going to choose something
that’s slower and surer.”
“Made up your mind, yet, what it’ll be?”
“Yes,--I’m going to Berkeley,--to college--to fit myself to be a mining
engineer.”
“That’s the very best thing you can do.”
“I’m glad that you approve. You see, I’ve got money enough to carry me
through; and if I’ve got brains enough, too, I’m all right.”
“Goin’ to stick to minin’--I see.”
“Yes, Mundon, but with this difference, I’m going to equip myself to
mine for others--I needn’t mine for myself unless I choose to.”
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