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Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving), 1868-1922

"Or, Seeking Fortune on the Turn of a Pick"

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Gage was now galloping away.
"You've seen the last of Ferrers," jeered Josh, after Gage had
vanished in the distance.
"Perhaps we've seen the last of one of the men," replied Reade
coldly.


CHAPTER XIII
JIM TRIES THE NEW WAY

"I've attended to the firm's business," exclaimed Jim Ferrers,
wrathfully, on his return to camp. "I filed the papers at Dugout
City, and the claim now stands in my name, though it belongs to
the firm. And now, having attended to the firm's business, I'm
going out to settle some of my own."
"What business is that!" Tom inquired over the supper table.
It was three days after the morning on which Ferrers had ridden
away.
"That mongrel dog, Dolph Gage, took a shot at me this afternoon!"
Ferrers exploded wrathfully. "I'd ought to have gotten him years
ago. Now I'm going to drop all other business and find the fellow."
"What for?" Tom inquired innocently.
"What for?" echoed Jim, then added, ironically: "Why, I want to do
the hyena a favor, of course.


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