Below the surface of the story which makes this book is a deeper story of
what may be performed by brave hearts when they leave the fruitful fields
behind them and turn with all their hearts to woo the desert that turns
her forbidding face to them at their coming, and holds, closely hidden
within her sere breast, her inestimable treasures.
CHAPTER II.
INDICATIONS.
"What think you of it, Jack?"
"It is growing soft in the drift, Jim; the stringers of ore are growing
stronger and giving promise of concentrating soon."
"So it strikes me," was the response, "and when Uncle Jimmie Fair was
down here an hour ago, I put two things together, and they have kept me
thinking ever since."
"And what were the two things, Jim?"
"Why, Jack, did you hear him sigh as he moved the candle along the face
of the drift, and hear him say, 'You are doing beautifully, my sons,
beautifully; I never had better men,' and then sighed again, and added,
'I fear it's no use; I fear we shall have to drop the work soon?' That
was one of the things. The other was the light in his eyes when he
examined the face of the drift. If I were a gambler, Jack, I would
'copper' what he said and wager all I had on the twinkle of his eyes."
"It looks good in the drift, surely; and, Jim, if we break into an ore
body any time, it will not surprise me."
"Nor me, either, Jack; and if we strike ore here, it ought to be good,
because, as I reckon it, since we left the Gould and Curry shaft, we have
drifted out of the G. & C. ground, clear through the Best and Belcher,
and some distance into the Consolidated Virginia, and by the trend of the
lode, if we could find an ore body here, it would be in regular course
from the Spanish and Ophir croppings."
"How long have you worked here, and how much have you saved, Jack?"
"It is three years and a month since I went to work in the Belcher,"
was the reply; "I made $400 in Crown Point stocks, and I have saved
altogether $2,800 and odd."
"I beat you by a year's work, Jack, and I have, I believe, $3,300 or
$3,400 in the bank. Suppose we try a little gamble in stocks. If we could
get an ore body here, this stock would double in a week, and it will not
fall very much lower if we do not find anything."
"All right, Jim, if you say so. Meet me to-morrow at eleven o'clock at
the California Bank, and we will put in and buy a few shares."
"Agreed," was the answer; "but our twenty minutes are up and we must go.
But, Jack, _mum_ must be the word."
"Mum goes," said Jack.
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