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Dillon backed him up. "Then it isn't shortage in provisions that takes you outside," said the Boy. "Not much." "Plenty of food at Rampart City; that's the name o' the town where the Little Minóok meets the Yukon." "Food at gold-craze prices, I suppose." "No. Just about the same they quote you in Seattle." "How is that possible when it's been carried four thousand miles?"
"And got a team like that 'n outside, and not even goin' to Minóok?" "Guess not!" What made the feller so damn satisfied? Only one explanation was possible: he'd found a mine without going even as far as Minóok. He was a man to keep your eye on. A goodly aroma of steaming oysters and of grilling moose arose in the air.
It was the other man the western towns are full of General Lighters who did the talking. An attorney from Seattle, he had come up in the July rush with very little but boundless assurance, fell in with an old miner who had been grubstaked by Captain Rainey out of the Oklahoma's supplies, and got to Minóok before the river went to sleep.
His agreement was to make the round trip and be back by the middle of February. Since early March the standing gag in the camp had been: "Well, Windy Jim got in last night." The mild jest had grown stale, and the denizens of Minóok had given up the hope of ever laying eyes on Windy again, when lo! here he was with twenty-two hundred letters in his sack.
Without a word the Colonel turned the upper side out. A smudge? no the grain of human skin clean printed a distorted palm without a thumb. Only one man in Minóok could make that sign manual! The last of the crowd were over the threshold now, and still no word was spoken by those who stayed behind, till the Colonel said to the Boy: "Go with 'em, and look after Butts.
The little incident said more for the richness of Minóok than all the General's blowing; they forgot that what was lost would amount to less than fifty cents. The fact that it was gold Minóok gold gave it a symbolic value not to be computed in coin. "How do you go?" asked the Colonel, as the two millionaires began putting on their things. "We cut across to Kuskoquim.
On his feet, stretched out under the magisterial table till they joined the jury, a pair of moccasins; on his grizzled head a cowboy hat, set well back. He could spit farther than any man in Minóok, and by the same token was a better shot. They had unanimously elected him Judge. The first-comers had taken possession of the chairs and wooden stools round the stove.
For the favoured there was "plenty o' gold plenty o' gold." "But," said Salaman, "there are few things more mysterious than its whereabouts or why it should be where it is. Don't talk to me about mining experts we've had 'em here. But who can explain the mystery of Minóok? There are six claims in all this country that pay to work. The pay begins in No. 5; before that, nothing.
Standing knee-deep in the icy water, the Minook men, with Montana Kid and the policeman, gripped hands and raised their voices in the terrible, "Battle Hymn of the Republic." But the words were drowned in the advancing roar. And to Donald was vouchsafed a sight such as no man may see and live. A great wall of white flung itself upon the island.
It was true: the passengers of the Oklahoma were crowded like cattle on a Kansas stock-car. He knew he ought to unload and let a good portion wait at Minóok for that unknown quantity the next boat. He would issue the order, but that he knew it would mean a mutiny. "I'll get into trouble for overloading as it is." "You probably won't; people are too busy up here.
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