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Unless I am greatly mistaken, I shall be the instrument under Providence of taking from you your ill-gotten gains, and carrying out the wishes expressed in the last will of your deceased uncle." Ernest left Oreville with four hundred dollars in his pocket. The balance of his money he left in the hands of his friend Horace Ames, upon whom he was authorized to draw if he should have need.
Both were roughly clad, and if Jasper could have seen Rodney he would have turned up his nose in scorn, for Rodney had all the look of a common miner. It was in Oreville that Mr. Pettigrew had a valuable mining property, on which he employed quite a number of men who preferred certain wages to a compensation depending on the fluctuations of fortune.
This theory received confirmation both from his speech and actions. On the following day he went about in Oreville and examined the mines. He expressed his opinion freely in regard to what he saw, and priced one that was for sale at fifty thousand dollars. "I like this mine," he said, "but I don't know enough about it to make an offer. If it comes up to my expectations I will try it."
"Good evening, neighbors," he said. "How are you making out?" "Not over-well," answered Luke. "There's a difference in claims. You've got a poor one." "Probably you are right." "There's been considerable gold dust gathered in Oreville within six months. I have been one of the lucky ones." "Indeed! I am glad of it." "Yes; I found a nugget two months since that I sold for two thousand dollars.
"It means that I am going to give you a vacation." "But what can I do if I take a vacation? I should not like lounging around Oreville with nothing to do." "Such a vacation would do you no good. I'll tell you the plan I have for you. I own a small mine in Babcock, about fifty miles north of Oreville. I will send you up to examine it, and make a report to me. Can you ride on horseback?" "Yes."
Luke and Ernest said very little of their night's adventure, but the gold watch and the Mexican dollar were returned to the man from whom they had been taken. Six months passed. Oreville had doubled its population, the mines had yielded a large sum in gold dust, and the store presided over by Ernest was considerably enlarged.
Probably you can get a chance to work on one of Mr. Ames claims." "Is it Mr. Ames who owns the store?" "Yes." "I called there to buy some tobacco. Is the boy there his son?" "No; he is a recent arrival in Oreville. He is a very smart boy." "Is he? Mr. Ames trusts him, I suppose?" "Yes. Why shouldn't he?" "I I would rather not answer that question." "Have you ever met the boy before?
"That's the place for us, Ernest," said Luke. "So I think," answered Ernest. "Do you want to go to the mines?" asked the miner. "Yes; we have our fortunes to make, and are willing to work." "Then go out to Oreville with me. Have you got any money?" "We have enough to get there, and perhaps a little over." "That will do. I'll set you to work on one of my claims. We will share and share alike.
They found that their new friend was a man of consideration at Oreville. He owned several claims, and had no difficulty in finding them employment. They set to work at once, for they were almost penniless. It may be easily supposed that the miners were not fastidious about living. The cabins or huts which they occupied were primitive to the last degree.
Things got so mixed up in the department that I had to turn him adrift in a couple of weeks. I surmised you might be the same sort of a chap. If you were it would be a bad lookout for Jefferson." In Oreville Mr. Pettigrew was so well known that nearly everyone called him by his first name. Mr. Pettigrew did not care about this as he had no false pride or artificial dignity.
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