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They had a start of several hours, and probably had good horses. "Besides," said Mr. Argent, "they will very likely head for the supposed location of the mine. It will take them out of this immediate neighborhood," he chuckled. "And for a good while, I hope," said Mr. Perkfeld. "Oh yes, it will take them a few weeks to find out they've been fooled," the miner said.
There are some valuable letters But never mind. I'll speak about them later," and Mr. Perkfeld turned away. Jack wondered what he had been about to say. "If there are any valuable letters to be carried," mused the young rider, "I hope none of them gets lost, or that the contents become known. I'll have to be careful."
To Jack's relief Mr. Perkfeld made no objection to the young man's taking his father's place. "I can't say just how long it will last," went on the manager, "but we'll make it a temporary arrangement, anyhow. You've ridden the route before, you say?" "Yes, twice, when father was laid up with slight ailments." "Well, do the best you can. And another matter.
I'll meet the early stage and make the trip to Golden Crossing. Are they all well there?" he asked, trying to make his voice sound indifferent. "Pretty well," answered his father. "Aunt Matilda is ailing a little, but Jennie is a big help. She handles all the mail alone now. Well, Jack, I guess it's the only thing to do. You see Perkfeld in the morning, and explain things.
Perkfeld was able to make the appointment, at least for the time being, it came to Jack. But there was bitter feeling against him on the part of some unscrupulous men who wanted the place, for it paid well and carried some privileges. It was also an honor. "You want to watch yourself, son," said Mr.
Jack said nothing to his father about the two men who had annoyed his cousin, but he did report the occurrence to Mr. Perkfeld, who promised to have an investigation made. But nothing was heard of the men, nor could any trace of them be found, after a somewhat limited search was made. "I guess they were just fresh tenderfeet," said the manager of the pony express company.
"I hope he doesn't have to make a night trip." "So do I," her daughter murmured, as she thought of the time Jack had been held up. "It isn't likely he will, though. You know, Mr. Perkfeld said he needn't make those night trips any more unless there was something very important." "You never can tell when some important matter will come in though," resumed Mrs.
Perkfeld agreed to this, but, most unexpectedly, some opposition developed among the members of the express firm. It appeared that one of the stockholders wanted the place of express rider for a relative of his. There were several others who wanted the place, and there was quite a scramble for it. But Jack really had the most logical claim to it, and, as Mr.
"This chap is the same one I thought he was," explained Jack, "It was he and a partner of his who made the fuss in the Golden Crossing office, Mr. Argent. If you could find Mr. Perkfeld we might make a charge against him." The man seemed disconcerted at this. "Charge? What charge?" he blustered. "You'll find out soon enough," Jack replied. He started off, thinking Mr.
Such being the case, there was no good reason for displacing Jack, especially as the robbery had not occurred on his route. So those who hoped to get his position were disappointed. "You can keep right on riding for us, Jack, my boy," said Mr. Perkfeld. "We're glad to have you. It isn't often we get as plucky a lad as you.
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