"
"But if we lose all we've saved then you'll feel-----"
"Don't argue any more, Tom," begged Hazelton. "I'm going to be
game. You've voted, old fellow, to stay by this claim as long
as you can, and that's enough for me."
"But if we lose all our savings," Tom urged. He had now become
the cautious one.
"If we lose them, we lose them," declared Hazelton. "And we're
both of us young enough to be able to save more before we're
seventy-five or eighty years old. Go ahead, Tom. I'm one of the
investors here, but the whole game is in your hands. Go as far
as you like and I'll stand back of you."
"But-----"
"Say no more. Tom, I shall try never again to be a quitter.
Whoop! Let the money slip! We'll make the old mine a dividend
payer before we are through with it."
That afternoon about a dozen and a half more blasts were laid
and fired. Some five hundred feet of the surface of the vein
had been lightly blasted, and several tons of ore thrown up.
"I wouldn't call it ore, though," muttered Harry to himself.
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