"It's streaked" pretty well with yellow, you see, gentlemen,"
he remarked;
"It is," Tom agreed, taking the specimen.
"Does the vein run with the top of the ridge?" demanded Harry
eagerly.
"It runs a little more to eastward, from this point, I think,"
Tom made answer. "But let us walk along, in three parallel lines,
and see who finds the best indications."
By noon all three were fairly tired out by the steep climbing
over the rocky ground. Each had as many specimens as he could
carry. The result of the exploration had tended to confirm Tom's
notion as to where the vein lay.
"Now, let's see about where we'd stake the claim," Tom proposed.
"Of course, we want to get the best rock obtainable. We don't
want to leave the best part of this slope for some one else to
stake out. It seems to me that the claim ought to start up by
that blasted tree. What do you say, Jim?"
"Well, I don't like to make mistakes where you young gentleman
are concerned," Ferrers answered, taking off his felt hat and
scratching his head.
Pages:
63
64
65
66
67
68
69
70
71
72
73
74
75
76
77
78
79
80
81
82
83
84
85
86
87