Two Boy Gold Miners; Or, Lost in the MountainsWebster, Frank V.
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Two Boy Gold Miners; Or, Lost in the Mountains
Webster, Frank V.
Gold -- Juvenile fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Juvenile fiction; Mountains -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories
As Jed, who was in the lead, was turning around a big rock, that marked
a shift in the trail, he uttered an exclamation of surprise.
"What's the matter?" asked Will eagerly. "See anything to eat?"
"No; but I see a good place to stay to-night. Here's a big cave."
Before them, opening off from the trail, was the mouth of a large
cavern. It looked inviting, after their night spent in the open, with
the heavy dews soaking them through.
"That's the stuff!" exclaimed Will. "Now if we only had something to
eat!"
"Maybe we will strike another stream around----" began Jed, when his
words were suddenly interrupted by a whirr of wings.
"Partridges!" exclaimed Will, as a number of birds flew up from the
bushes in front of them.
"I don't know whether they're partridges or not," said Jed, "but they
look good to eat. Got any shot cartridges?"
Will had some, and Jed, inserting one in his rifle, which in an
emergency would shoot those shells, hurried forward. He was lucky enough
to kill a couple of the birds, and in a short time the two hungry lads
were roasting them over a fire they quickly kindled at the mouth of the
cave.
As they intended to spend the night in the cavern they decided to
explore it a bit, and, taking several torches, which they made from
white birch bark, that is most excellent for that purpose, they set
forward. They found the cave was a large one, and, having selected a
secluded place, that was nice and dry, and far enough away from the
entrance to insure of their being warm, they stretched out, and went to
sleep, for they were utterly tired out with the day's fruitless tramp.
"Hello, it's morning!" suddenly announced Jed, as he awoke and looked at
his watch, by the light of a match. "It's seven o'clock. Get up, Will."
"Oh, I'm as stiff as a man with the rheumatism. How are you?"
"Well, I have felt better."
"Morning? Did you say it was morning?" asked Will. "Why, it's as black
as midnight."
"I know it. We're quite a way into the cave. The light doesn't come this
far. I'll light a torch, and we'll see if we can't get out and shoot
some more of those birds. They were fine."
He ignited a roll of the birch bark, and leading the way started toward
what he thought was the mouth of the cave. But he was soon convinced
that he was mistaken.
"We didn't come in this far," said Will.
"I guess you're right," admitted his brother. "I must have taken a
wrong turning. Come on back."
They retraced their steps. They came to the place where they had slept,
and an investigation showed them several passageways leading from it.
"I didn't imagine there was more than one," said Jed in bewilderment.
"Me either. Say, Jed, we're lost again!"
"Looks like it, and this is a big cave."
There was no doubt about it. Frantically the boys tried passage after
passage. Some ended at blank walls, and others led so far into the
blackness that they were afraid, and turned back. They could not find
the passage by which they had entered.
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