"
A mist came before Tom Reade's eyes. Now that his chum was out
of danger Reade realized how severe on him the whole ordeal had
been.
As soon as Tom found a chance he asked Dr. Scott:
"Will a little excitement of the happiest kind hurt Hazelton any?"
"Just what kind of excitement?"
"We've had a disappointing mine that has turned over night into
a bonanza. I've a lot of the finest specimens outside."
"Bring them in," directed the physician.
Tom came in with an armful.
"Harry," he called briskly, "we were right in thinking we had
a rich vein. The only trouble was that we were working eight
or ten feet south of the real vein. Look over these specimens."
Tom ranged half a dozen on the top blanket. When Harry's glistening
eyes had looked them all over, Tom produced other specimens of
ore. Dr. Scott examined them, too, with a critical eye.
"If you've got much of this stuff in your mine, Reade," said the
medical man, "you won't need to work much longer."
"Won't need to work much longer?" gasped Tom Reade.
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