"The largest number of honest men that was ever got together in one bunch," said Pete, "was just an even eleven. Judas Iscariot was the twelfth. That"s the record. For that reason I"ve always stuck it out that we ought to have only ten men on a jury, instead of twelve. It seems more modest, somehow. But suppose we found ten honest men somewheres. It might be done. I know where there"s two right here in Arizona, and I"ve got my suspicions of a third--honest about portable property, that is. With cattle, and the like, they don"t have any hard-and-fast rule; just consider each case on its individual merits. How the case of automobiles would strike them elder ethics is one dubious problem. Standing still, or bein" towed, so it might be considered as a wagon, a car would be safe enough; but proceedin" from hither to yon under its own power--I dunno.
I"ll make a note of it. Well, you get the right idea for the first thing.
Honest men wanted; no questions asked. And then what?"
"Money."
"You"ve said it, kid! We could quitclaim that hill for a million cash to-morrow--"
"If we had any claim to quit," interrupted Stanley; "and if we could drag capital out here and rub its nose in our hill."
"That"s the word I was feelin" for--capital. It"s capital we want, Stanley--not money. I could get a little money myself down at Tucson.
Them two honest men of mine live there. We used to steal cattle together down on the Concho--the sheriff and Jose Benavides and me. I aim to feed "em a slice of my share, anyway--but what they could put in wouldn"t be a drop in the bucket. We want to go after capital. There"s where you come in. Got any rich friends back East?"
Stan reflected.
"My cousin, Oscar Mitch.e.l.l, is well-to-do, but hardly what you would call rich, in this connection," he said. "But he is in touch with some of the really big men. We could hardly find a better agent to interest capital."
"Will he take the first steps on your bare word--without even a sample or an a.s.sayer"s report?"
"Certainly. Why not?"
"Back you go, then. Here"s where you come in. I had this in mind,"
declared Johnson, "when I first throwed in with you. I knew we could find the mine and you"d be needed for bait to attract capital. I rustled a little expense money at Tucson. Say, I didn"t tell you about that.
Listen!"
He recited at length his joyous financial adventures in Tucson.
"But won"t your man Marsh tell Zurich about your unruly behavior?" said Stan at the finish.
"I think not. He"s got too much to lose. I put the fear of G.o.d in his heart for fair. I couldn"t afford to have him put Zurich on his guard.
It won"t do to underestimate Zurich. The man"s a crook; but he"s got brains. He hasn"t overlooked a bet since he came here. Zurich is Cobre--or mighty near it. He"s in on all the good things. Big share in the big mines, little share in the little ones. He"s got all the water supply grabbed and is makin" a fortune from that alone. He runs the store, the post-office, and the stage line. He"s got the freight contracts and the beef contracts. He"s got brains. Only one weak point about him--he"ll underestimate us. We got brains too. Zurich knows that, but he don"t quite believe it. That"s our chance."
"Just what will you ask my cousin to do? And when shall I go?"
"Day before to-morrow. You hike back to Cobre and hit the road for all points East, I"ll go over to the Gavilan to be counted--take this dynamite and stuff, and make a bluff at workin", keeping my ears open and my mouth not. Pledge cousin to come see when we wire for him--as soon as we get possession. If he finds the sight satisfactory, we"ll organize a company, you and me keepin" control. We"ll give "em forty per cent for a million cash in the treasury. I want nine percent for my Tucson friends, who"ll put up a little preliminary cash and help us with the first fightin", if any. Make your d.i.c.ker on that basis; take no less.
If your cousin can"t swing it, we"ll go elsewhere.
"Tell him our proposition would be a gracious gift at two millions, undeveloped; but we"re not selling. Tell him there"ll be a million needed for development before there"ll be a dollar of return. There"s no water; just enough to do a.s.sessment work on, and that to be hauled twenty-five miles from those little rock tanks at Cabeza Prieta. Deep drillin" may get water--I hope so. But that will take time and money.
There"ll have to be a seventy-five-mile spur of railroad built, anyway, leaving the main line somewhere about Mohawk: we"d just as well count on hauling water from the Gila the first year. Them tanks will about run a ten-man gang a month after each rain, countin" in the team that does the hauling.
"Tell him one claim, six hundred feet by fifteen hundred, will pretty near cover our hill; but we"ll stake two for margin. We don"t want any more; but we"ll have to locate a town site or something, to be sure of our right of way for our railroad. Every foot of these hills will be staked out by some one, eventually. If any of these outside claims turns out to be any good, so much the better. But there can"t be the usual rush very well--"cause there ain"t enough water. We"ll have to locate the tanks and keep a guard there; we"ll have to pull off a franchise for our little jerkwater railroad.
"We got to build a wagon road to Mohawk, set six-horse teams to hauling water, and other teams to hauling water to stations along the road for the teams that haul water for us. All this at once; it"s going to be some complicated.
"That"s the lay: Development work; appropriation for honest men in the first camp; another for lawyers; patentin" three claims; haul water seventy-five miles, no road, and part of that through sand; minin"
machinery; build a railroad; smelter, maybe--if some one would kindly find coal.
"We want a minimum of five hundred thousand; as much more for accidents.
Where does this cousin of yours live? In Abingdon?"
"In Vesper--seven miles from Abingdon. He"s a lawyer."
"Is he all right?"
"Why, yes--I guess so. When I was a boy I thought he was a wonderful chap--rather made a hero of him."
"When you was a boy?" echoed Johnson; a quizzical twinkle a.s.sisted the query.
"Oh, well--when he was a boy."
"He"s older than you, then?"
"Nearly twice as old. My father was the youngest son of an old-fashioned family, and I was his youngest. Uncle Roy--Oscar"s father--was dad"s oldest brother, and Oscar was a first and only."
Pete shook his head.
"I"m sorry about that, too. I"d be better pleased if he was round your age. No offense to you, Stan; but I"d name no places to your cousin if I were you. When we get legal possession let him come out and see for himself--leadin" a capitalist, if possible."
"Oscar"s all right, I guess," protested Stan.
"But you can"t do more than guess? Name him no names, then. I wish he was younger," said Peter with a melancholy expression. "The world has a foolish old saying: "The good die young." That"s all wrong, Stanley. It isn"t true. The young die good!"
CHAPTER V
Something Dewing, owner of Cobre"s Emporium of Chance, sat in his room in the Admiral Dewey Hotel. It was a large and pleasant room, refitted and over-furnished by Mr. Dewing at the expense of his fellow townsmen, grateful or otherwise. It is well to mention here that, upon the tongues of the scurrile, "Something," as a praise-name and over-name for Mr.
Dewing, suffered a sea change to "Surething"--Surething Dewing; just as the Admiral Dewey Hotel was less favorably known as "Stagger Inn."
Mr. Dewing"s eye rested dreamily upon the picture, much praised of connoisseurs, framed by his window--the sharp encircling contours of Cobre Mountain; the wedge of tawny desert beyond Farewell Gap. Rousing himself from such contemplation, he broke a silence, sour and unduly prolonged.
"Four o"clock, and all"s ill! Johnson is not the man to be cheated out of a fortune without putting up a fight. Young Mitch.e.l.l himself is neither fool nor weakling. He can shoot, too. We have had no news. Therefore--a conclusion that will not have escaped your sagacity--something has gone amiss with our little expeditionary force in the Gavilan. Johnson is quite the Paladin; but he could hardly exterminate such a bunch as that.
It is my firm conviction that we are now, on this pleasant afternoon, double-crossed in a good and workmanlike manner.
"The Johnson-Mitch.e.l.l firm is now Johnson, Mitch.e.l.l & Company, our late friends, or the survivors, being the Company."
These remarks were addressed to the elder of Mr. Dewing"s two table mates. But it was Eric Anderson, tall and lean and lowering, who made answer.
"You may set your uneasy mind at rest, Mr. Something. Suspectin"
treachery comes natural to you--being what you are."
"There--that"s enough!"
This was the third man, Mayer Zurich. He sprang up, speaking sharply; a tall, straight man, broad-shouldered, well proportioned, with a handsome, sparkling, high-colored face. "Eric, you grow more insolent every day.
Cut it out!"
Mr. Dewing, evenly enough, shifted his thoughtful gaze upon tall Eric, seemingly without resentment for the outburst.