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Counting them, Andrew Seldon found that there were eight in sight. There appeared to be no guard kept, and the camp was certainly not a very new one, apparently having been made there several weeks before. Emboldened by his discovery, the gold-hunter crept nearer and nearer, and then could see that the men were all masked.
There was upon his face a red mask, much as the others wore, but he was dressed in somewhat better style than they, wearing cavalry-boots instead of heavy ones such as his men had on, while his body dress was a velvet jacket. His hat was a slouch, encircled by a silver cord representing a snake, as the gold-hunter discovered, when he afterward got a closer view of him.
"Lucky for you they were not, as you might have broken a leg in striking hard planks instead of soft soil," remarked Frank. "Here they are, boys!" sang out Will just then. It took but a short time for them to carry the heavy planks back to the place, and cover up the hole the crazy gold-hunter had dug so many; years ago. "Hope those sillies won't think to steal them off again.
"Rather than bring out the old story, and, perhaps, be carried back East to be tried for the murder of the bank watchman, of which he was innocent, Sergeant Wallace Weston submitted in silence to his trial and accepted his fate, feeling that his life was one of despair." "And do you know all this to be as you have stated?" asked Surgeon Powell, when the gold-hunter had finished his story.
But Andrew Seldon raised his hands above his head, in token of peace, and Surgeon Powell rode straight toward him. "I dare not let him know who I am, though I would trust him, Heaven knows. He knows me as well as any man, and I'll see how I stand the test of his piercing eyes," muttered the gold-hunter, and, as the surgeon-scout drew nearer, he called out: "Are you Buffalo Bill, sir?"
But Georgie, when he learned that the shabby person whom he was told to call "Uncle Jed" was, although only an imitation Santa Claus, a genuine gold-hunter and traveler who had seen real Esquimaux and polar bears, warmed to his new relative immediately. When the meal was over Jedediah made what was, for him, an amazing suggestion.
This, it will be seen, is no child's play: your gold-hunter is no idle wanderer, but a hard-working man, subjected to a thousand discomforts unknown in civilised life. The quicksilver cradle is a more complicated and expensive machine, requiring six men instead of three to work it.
In the latter, where the dam and hydraulic works of an old Spanish gold-hunter were still visible in a state of ruin, the sacred golden thirst of Colonel Perez once more attacked him.
I fled, and the last I saw of the chivalrous gold-hunter, he had his arm about Pandora's stony waist and was endeavouring to soothe her supposed agitation by stroking her granite head. The Head of the Family. Our story begins with the death of our hero. The manner of it was decapitation, the instrument a mowing machine.
Surprise Lake was a hoodoo; its location was unremembered; and the gold still paved its undrained bottom. Two Cabins, no less mythical, was more definitely located. "Five sleeps," up the McQuestion River from the Stewart, stood two ancient cabins. So ancient were they that they must have been built before ever the first known gold-hunter had entered the Yukon Basin.
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