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"W 53 r„ *:? '*& CHAPTER XIV--Continued. ,4 *" a ray of cheer caf&»*t© Rodalnes had known of this Ktrtfee lakg before he ever went to that offitt in Denver. They had waited tab* though to have their assays nidi IWl had completed their first ahlpmpnt to the smelter. There was necessity that they buy the Blue Poppy mine. Therefore, was It simply •Bother trick to break him, to lead him ap to a point of high expectations, then, with a laugh at his disappointment, throw him down again? His shoulders straightened as they reached the outside air, and he moved dose to Harry ts he told him his conjectureg. The Cornishman bobbed his head. "I never thought of It that wye!" lie agreed. "But It could explain a lot of things. They want to beat us and they don't care 'ow. It 'urts a person to be disappointed. That's it. I alwyes said you *ad a good 'ead on you! That's It Let's go back to the Blue Poppy." < Back they went, once more to descend the shaft, once more to follow the trail along the drift toward the opening of the stope. And there, where loose earth covered the place where a skeleton once had rested, Fairchild took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. "Harry," lie said, with a new determination, "this vein doesn't look like much, and the mine looks worse. But If you're game. I'm game, and we'll work the thing until it breaks us." Tou^e said it. If we 'it anything, fine and well--if we cat turn out five thousand dollars' worth of stufT before the trial comes up, then we can sell hit tinder the direction of the court, turn over that money for a cash bond, and get the deeds back. If we cant; and If the mine peters out. then we ain't lost anything but a lot of 'opes and time. But 'ere goes. We'll double-jack. I've got a big 'amraer *ere. You 'old the drill for awhile and turn it, while I sling th' sledge. Then yon take th* 'ammer and Lor' 'ave mercy on my 'ahds if you miss." -Fairchild obeyed. Hour after hour <*\£ they worked. Then, hs the afternoon ^grew late, Harry disappeared far 'f-" •, down the drift to return with a hand- : -s, ful of greasy, candlelike things, wrapped in waited paper, k-" "' "I knew that dynamite of yours ||; couldn't be shipped in time, ao I bought a little up *ere," he explained, ** • ,, as he cut one of the sticks In two ' with a pocketknife aad laid the pieces tto one side. Then out came a coil of y fuse, to be cut to its regular lengths m&i- and inserted In the copper-covered t caps of fulminate of mercury, Harry p*1 showing his contempt for the dangerous things by crimping them about '< A the fuse with his teeth, while Fair- - . child, sitting on a small pile of muck nearby, begged for caution. But Harry only grinned behind his big mustache and went on. *?"] Oat came his pocketknife again as he silt the waxed paper of the gelnttoons sticks, then Inserted the cap in the dynamite. One after another the charges were shoved into the holes, t'•*. Harry tamping them into place with a ^j steel rod, instead of with the usual . A/ wooden affair, his mustache brushing By Courtney ' Obpyrijjht bjr Li Cooper *o». Wm his shoulder as he turned to explain the virtues of dynamite when handled by an expert. "It's all in the wye you do it," he announced. "If you don't .strike fire with a steel rod, it's fine." "But if you do?" "Oh, then!" Harry laughed. "Then It's flowers and a funeral--after they've finished picking you up." OneOafter. another he pressed the dynamite charges tight into the drill boles and tamped them with muck wrapped in a newspaper that he dragged from his hip pocket Then he lit the fuses from his lamp and stood a second in assurance that they all were spluttering. "Now we run!" he announced, and they hurried, side by side, down the drift tunnel until they reached the •haft "Far enough," said Harry. A long moment of waiting. Then the earth quivered and a muffled, booming roar came from the distance. Harry stared at his carbide lamp. "One," he announced. Then, "Two." Ti.ree, four and five followed. aH wonted seriously, carefully by Harry. Finally they turned back along the drift toward the stope, the acrid odor of dynamite smoke cutting at their nostrils as they approached the spot where the explosions had occurred. There Harry stood In silent contemplation for a long time, holding his carbide over the pile of ore that had been torn from the vein above. "It ain't much," came at last. "Not more'n 'arf a ton. We won't get rlrh at that rate. And besides--" he looked upward--"we ain't even going to be getting that pretty soon. It's pinching out" Fairchild followed his gaze, to see In the torn rock above him only « narrow streak now. fully an inch and a half narrower than the vein had been before the powder holes had been drilled. It could mean only one thing: that the bet had been played and lost that the vein had been one of those ft%ak affairs that start out with much promise, seem to give hope of eternal Tidies, and then gradually dwindle to nothing. iHarry shook his bead. "It woirt last." '"Not more than two or three more •hots," Fairchild agreed. -You can't tell about that. It may run that way all through the mountain --but what's a four-Inch vein? You can go up 'ere in the Argonaut tunnel and And 'arf a dozen of them things that they don't even take the trouble to mine. That Is. unless they run 'Igh In Silver " he picked up a chunk of the' ore from the muck pile where it had ••en deposited and studied It intently ---but I don't see any pure .liver flicking out iki this stuff." But it must be here somewhere. I don't know anything about mining don't veins sometimes pinch off •Sd then show up later on?*!, "Sure they do--sometime*. Bpt it's gamble." : "That's alt we've had tietm the b» : ffnnlng. Harry" •; * "And It's about all we're g"tng to ^ 'ave any time unless something bobs up sudden like." Then, by common consent they-laid away their working clothes and left the mine, to wander down the gulch and to the boarding house After din ner they chatted a moment with Mother Howard, then went upstairs, each to his room. An hour later Harry knocked at Fatrchlld's door, and entered, the evening paper in his hand. " 'Ere's something more that's nice, he announced, pointing to an item on the front page. It was the announcement that a general grand jury was to be convened late In the summer and that one of its tasks would be to seek to unravel the mystery of the murder of Sissle Larseal Fairchild read" It with morbidity. Trouble seemed to have become more than occasional, and further than that, if appeared to descend upon him at just the times when he could least resist It. He made no comment; there was little that he could say. Again he read the Item and again. Anally to turn the page and breatSie sharply. Before him was a six-column advertisement, announcing the strike in the Silver Queen mine and also spreading the word that a two-mllllon-dollr.r company would be formed, one million In stock to represent the mine itself, the other to be subscribed to exploit this new find as It should be exploited! Glowing words told of the possibilities OT the Silver Queen. Offices had bteh opened ; everything had been planned in advance, and the advertisement written before the town was awate of the big discovery up Kentucky gulch. All of it Fairchild read with a feeling he could not down --a feeling that Fate, somehow; was dealing the cards from the bottom, and that trickery and* treachery and a venomous nature were the necessary ingredients, after all, to succefe. He finished the last line, looked at the list of officers, and gasped. For there, following one another, were three names, two of which Fairchild had expected. But the other-- They were, president and general manager, R. B. (Squint) Redaine; secretary-treasurer, Maurice Rodaine; and first vice president--Miss Anita Natalie Richmond! After that Fairchild heard - little that Harry said as he rambled on about plans for the future. He sat and stared, until finally his partner said good-night and left the room. Thai name could mean o'nly one thing: that shtf had consented to become a partner with them, that they had won her over, after all. Now, even a different light came upon the meeting with Barnham in Denver and a different view to Fairchild. What if she had been playing their game all along? What If she had been merely a tool fpr them; what If she had sent Farrell at their direction, to learn everything he and Harry knew? Had not another lawyer played the friendship racket, in an effort to buy the Blue Poppy mine? And here Fairchild smiled grimly. From the present prospects. It would seem that the gain would have been all on his side, for certainly there was little to show now toward a possibility of the Blue Poppy ever being worth anything near the figure which he had been offered for it And yet. If that offer had not been made as some sort of stiletto Jest, why had it been made at all? Was it because Rodaine knew that wealth did lie concealed there? Fairchild suddenly took hope He clenched his hands and he spoke, to himself, to the darkness and to the spirits of discouragement that were all about him: 'If It's there, well find It--If we have to wort our fingers to the bone, If we have to starve and die there-- well find It!" , With that determination, he went to bed, to awake In the morning filled with a desire .o reach the mine, to claw at Its vitals with the sharpedged drills, to swing the heavy sledge untfl his shoulders and ba«w fiv*hed. drill holef H« ftfitthed th* Last Un«rfnd GVsfJsd. to send the roaring charges of dynamite digging deeper and deeper into that thinning vein. And Harry was beside him every step of the way. A day's work, the booming charges, and they returned to the stope to find that the vein had neither lessened nor grown greater. Another day--and one after that. The «*eln retrained the same. " Squint' Rodaine had established his office in a small, vacant store budding on the mnln, street, and Fairchild could see. as he went to ani. from his work, a constant stream of townspeople as they mude that their goalthere to give their money Into the keeping of the be-scarred man and to trust to the future for wealth. It galled Fairchild, tt made bis hate stronger than ever. As for the girl who was named as vice t- - v# - ' *' * -. ' ' ' • V ' % •- X , - He saw, her, day after day, riding through town In the same automobile that he had helped re-tire on the Denver road. But now she did not look at him; now she pretended that she did not see him. She had gone over to the Rodalnes, she was engaged to marry the chalky-faced, hook-nosed son and she was vice president of their two-milllon-dollar mining corporation. Fairchild did not even strive to find a meaning for It all; women are women, and men do well sometimes if they diagnose themselves. The summer began to grow old, and Fairchild felt that he was aging with it. The bank deposits were thinning, and the vein was thinning with it. Slowly but surely, as they fought, the strip of pay ore In the rocks was pinching out Soon would come the time when they could work it no longer. And then--but Fairchild did not like to think about that September came, aad with It the grand jury. But here for once was a slight ray of hope. The body of twelve good men and true wore themr selves out with other matters and ad* journed without even taking up the mystery of the Blue Poppy mine. But the joy of Fairchild and Harry was short-lived. In the long, legal phrase*- ology of the jury's report was the recommendation that this Important- ~ subject be the first for inquiry by the next grand Inquisitorial body to be convened -- and the threat still remained. But before the two men were now realities Which were worse even than threats, and Harry turned from his staging late one afternoon to voice the most Important "We'll start single-jacking tomorrow," he announced with a little sigh. In the 'anging wall. The vein's pinched down until we ain't even getting day laborer's wages out of It-- and it's October now." October! October--and winter on the way. October--and only a month until the time when Harry must face a Jury on four separate charges, any one of which might sendtiim to Canon City for the rest of his days. Fairchild's hopes lay Inert. He was only ' working now because a great, strong, < big-shouldered man had come from Cornwall to help him and was willing to fight It out to the end. October-- and the announcem'ent had said that a certain girl would be married in the late fall, a girl who never looked in his direction any more, who had allowed her name to become affiliated with that of the Rodalnes, ntow (tearing the task of completing their two million. October! . t For a.long,moment Fairchild said nothing, then as Harry came from the staging, he moved to the older man's side. "I--I didn't quit* catch the idea," came at last' Harry pointed with his sledge. "I've been noticing the veto. It keeps turning to the left. It struck me that tt might 'ave branched off from the main body and that there's a bigger vein over there some'eres. We'll Just 'ave to make a try- for It. It's our only chance." "And If we fall to find It there?" "If U ain't there--we're whipped I" It was the first time that Harry had said the word seriously. Fairchild pretended not to hear. Instead, he picked up a drill, looked at its point, then started toward the small forge which they had erected Just at the foot of the little raise leading to the stope. There Harry joined him; together they heated the long pieces of steel And pounded their biting faces to the sharpness necessary to drilling in the hard rock of the hanging wall, tempering them in the bucket of water near by, working silently, slowly-- hampered by the weight of defeat. They were being whipped; they felt It In every atom of their beings. But they had not given up their fight. Two blows were left in the struggle, and two blows they meant to strike before the end came. The next morning they started at their new task, each drilling holes at points five feet apart in the banging wall, to send them in as far as possible." then at the end of the day to blast them out, tearing away the rock and stopping their work at drilling that they might muck away the refuse. And day after day, each, without mentioning it to the other, was tortured by the thought of that offer of riches, that mysterious proffer of wealth for the Blue Poppy mine--tortured like men who are chained in the sight of gold and cannot reach It. For the offer carried always the hint ihat wealth was there, <mmewhere, hat Squint Rodaine knew It, bttt that they could not find It. Either that--or flat failure. Either wealth that would yield Squint a hundredfold for his purpose, or a Kneer that would answer their offer to sell. And each man gritted his teeth and said nothing. But they worked on. October gave up Its fight The first day of November came, to find the 'chamber a wide, vacuous thing now, sheltering stone and refuse and two struggling men--nothing more. Fairchild ceased nls labors and mopped his forehead, dripping from the heat engendered Replied labor. A iqftg moment, the%lr ' "Harry." »; "Aye." • •' "I'm going after the other side. We've been playing a half-horsed game here." "I've been thinking that. Boy." - "Then I'm going to tackle the foot wall. I was rft the bank today." "Yeh." ^ ' "My balance is just two hundred." Harry clawed at his mustathe. "We're neartng the end. Boy. Tackle the foot wall." They said no more. Fairchild withdrew his drHI from the "swimmer" or straightforward powder hole and turned far to the other side of the chamber, where the sloping foot wall showed Jor a few feet before h dived under the muck and refuse. Spot after spot he prospected, suddenly to stop and t*nd forward. At last cume an exclamation, •Jrprised, wondering: "Harry !" .. - 1#"^' „ _ walked mmmm* no*- younger *" "Do yo* cement 1" he asked. "Not as I know of. Why?" "There's one." Fairchild raised hi* gad and chipped away the softer surface of the rock, leaving a tubular protuberance of cement extending. -Harry stared. "What the Moody *«llf he conjectured. "D' you suppose--" Then, with a sudden resolution? "Drill there! G%d a'ole off to oat side a bit and drill there. It seems to me Sissle Larsen put a 'ole or something--I can't remember. But drill. It can't do any 'arm." ^ The gad chipped away the rock. Soon the drill was Mttfeg Into the surface of the foot wall. Quitting time came; the drill was in two feet, and in the morning, Fairchild went at his task again, pounding away at the lung, six-foot drill with strokes that had behind them only muscles, not - the intense driving power of hope. A foot he progressed Into the foot wall and changed {MUfe. Thrde <fnche« aaore. Then-- "Harry!" "What's 'appened?" The tone of Fairchild's voice had caused the ; to |ean from hig ytyglng in l* Jrr'. Stuffs Chanljetf and ran ,to Fairchild's side. 'That person bad cupped his hand and was holding it beneath the drill hole; while Into it he was pulling the muck with tibie scraper and staring at tt. "This stuffs 'Changed color!" he exclaimed. "It looks like1--" "Let me see!" The older man took a portion of the blackish, 'gritty mass and held it close to his carbide. "It looks like something--It looks like something!" 'His voice was high, excited. "I'll finish the 'ole and jam enough dynamite in there to tear the insides out of it. ru give 'er 'ell. But in the meantime, son- !*)«• that down to the assayer!" - , 1 CHAPTER XV Fairchild^ did not hesitate, Scraping the watery conglomeration Into a tobacco can, he threw on his coat and ran for the shaft. Then • be pulled himself up, singing, and dived Into the fresh-made drifts of a new storm as he started toward town; nor did he stop to investigate the fastfading footprints of some one who evidently had passed the mine m short time before. 9 Into town and through , tt to. the scrambling buildings of the'Sampler, where the main products of the mines of Ohadl found their way before going to the smelter. There he swung wide the door and turned to the little room on the left, the sanctum of a white-haired, almost tottering old man who wandered about among his test tubes.and "buttons" as he figuned out the various weights and values of the ores aff the samples were brought to him from the dirty, dusty, bin-filled rooms of the Sampler proper. A queer light came Into the old fellow's eyes as he looked Into those of Robert Fairchild. "Don't get 'em too high!" -he admonished. Fairchild stared; "What?" "Hopes. I've seen many a come In just like you. I've been here thirty year. They call me Old Undertaker Cbastlne!'1. - • :fgt-sgra_ Fairchild laughed. "But I'm hoping--"• ^ "Yep, Son." Undertaker Chastlne looked over his glasses. "You're Just like all the rest You're hoping. Trot 'er out and let the old Undertaker have a look at'er." Sobered now, Fairchild reached for his tobacco can, which had been stuffed full of every scrap of slime that he and 'Arry had been able to drag from the powder hole. Evidently, his drill had been In the ore, whatever It was, for some time before he realized It; the can was heavy, exceedingly heavy, giving evidence of purity of something at least Rut Undertaker Chastlne shook his head. lead then a "3""" ut with his He scoop from re . various ite powders. TftpiTlhe turned to the furnace, with -chimneyed draft, and filled a apMifiier with the contents of tbw tobacco can. "Let 'er roai|j*iibn," he announced. "That's the onlf Let 'er roast-- and while It'i fitting hot, well, yon just cool »your heahi." Long walting!~-ffiitle the eccentric old assayer told doleful tales of other days, tales of other men who had rushed in, just like Fairchild, with their sample of ore, only to depart with the knowledge that they were no richer than before, days when the news of the demonetization of silver scooped down upon the little town like some black tornado, closing down the mines, shutting up the gambling halls and great saloons, nailing up the doors, even of the Sampler, for years to come. He turned to the furnace and took out the pottery dish In which - the sample had been smelting white-hot now. He cooled It and tinkered with hfs chemicals. He fussed with his scales, he adjusted his glasses, he coughed ooc^or twice In an embarrassed ^manner; flnaAy to tntp to Fairchild. "Youug man," he queried, "It ain't any of my business, but where'd yon get this ore?" A "Out of my mine, the Bine Poppyl" "Sure you, ain't been visiting?" "What do you mean?" •FalrthUd was staring at him in wonderment Old Undertaker Chastlne rubbed his hands on his big apron find continued tc look oxer his glasses. ; ; ^ . '•What'll you take for tlM Blue a Poppy mine. Son?"- 1 "Why--Ifs not for sale." "Sure It ain't going to bfrH»onf "Absolutely n6t" Then Fairchild caught the queer look In the man's eyes. "What do you mean by all these questions} Is that good ore-- or Isn't it?" - "Son, just one more question--and* I hope you won't get mad at me. I'm a fudny old fellow, and I do a Jot of things that don't seem right at the beginning. But I've saved a few young bloods like you from troublfe more than oncfc Xpn ain't beea bigbgradlng?" ZC'? -j>r.?>•-../ >"You mean--?.. "Just exactly what I said--wandering around somebody else's property and picking up a few samples, as it were, to mix in with your own product? Or'planting them where they can be found easily by a prospective buyer?" Fairchild's chin set, and his arms mo vied slowly.* Then he laughed. "No I'll give you my word I haven't been high-grading," he said. "My partner and I drilled a hole In the foot wall of the stope where we were working, hoping to find the rest of a vein that was pinching out on us. And we got thlq stuff. Is It any good?" '."Is It good?" Again Old Undertaker Chastlne looked over his glasses, "that's Just the trouble.' It's too good--it's so good that it seems there's something funny about It. Son, that stuff assays within a gram, almost, of the ore they're taklng^out of the Silver Queen!" "What's that?" Fairchild had leaped forward and grasped the other man by the shoulders, his eyes agleam, his whole being trembling with excitement,* "You're not kidding me about it?- You're sure--you're sure?" "Boy, you've got a bonanza. If this hold# oat It's almost Identical. I never saw two samples of ore that were more alfke. 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