"Sh.e.l.l "em out!" roared red-shirt, advancing a step.
Without a word Mr. Jacobs looked at his companions; and as if in answer to his unspoken appeal one of them (Charley tried hard to compare him with the stranger aboard the _California_) extracted from a pocketbook the well-remembered slips, and tossed them aside, to the ground.
Charley daringly darted forward and picked them up. Billy followed and rescued his rifle.
"Are those the same?" queried red-shirt, of Charley.
"Yes, sir."
"All right. Now," repeated red-shirt, to the Jacobs trio, "you git, as aforesaid."
That the long-nosed man and his two cronies had guilty consciences was very plain, for replying by naught (and rather white in the face at the threatening advance of several Rough and Ready-ites) they backed away, down the other side of the ridge; at a little distance they shook their fists and yelped something, but they kept on going, so long as Charley looked. They had left not only Billy"s gun, but their own guns also.
Young Mrs. Motte now was speaking, and so was her husband.
"It isn"t fair," she declared bravely. "This gentleman and his two boys found the claim, again, and have given it up without a word, after all their trouble; and they took care of my uncle, and it looks as though he intended them to have the claim, as much as us."
"He certainly intended them to have some of it----" added her husband.
"More likely he thought that you hadn"t got his letter, and for that reason gave us a chance," put in Mr. Adams, quickly.
"But I owe you the mine, anyway," insisted Mr. Motte. "Your ticket from Panama was what brought me to San Francisco."
"The whole thing"s soon settled," boomed the big red-shirt. "I app"int myself chairman of this here town meetin" of the new camp of Gold Hill (the same which is the name of this ridge)----"
"Hooray for Gold Hill!" cheered the miners.
"An" I further app"int Eph Saunders clerk, to record the minutes when he gets whar thar"s somethin" to record with. I"ll make the motions, too, if thar"s no objection. I move that it be the sense of this camp that the little woman, here, an" her husband, by name o" Motte, be declared legal owners of the Golden West quartz claim, extendin" 100 feet, both sides of the claim stake, followin" the main lode an"
includin" all dips an" angles an" spurs whatsoever; the same bein"
really two claims, one by "heritance an" one for luck."
"I second the motion," yelled everybody.
"Moved an" seconded. All in favor can say "aye.""
"Aye."
"Next I move it be the sense of this here camp," continued the chairman, "that in consideration of this gentleman an" party havin"
sartin rights o" rediscivvery in the Golden West claim, an" havin" sort o" defeated themselves "cause they were kind to a young feller down at Panama, an" havin" acted mighty white since they"ve been in these diggin"s, they be allowed next ch"ice o" claims, to the extent o" one hundred an" fifty feet along the main lode, on both side o" the Golden West, bein" 300 feet o" claims in all."
"Second the motion."
"Motion bein" seconded, all in favor say "aye." An" I hope no citizen of this camp"ll be so dogged mean as to say anything else."
"Aye," pealed the l.u.s.ty chorus.
Mr. Adams tried to speak; Charley and Billy looked at one another and grinned. And Billy waved at his father and Mr. Grigsby, who had pressed up the hill to learn what was going on.
"The motion bein" carried unanimous, the chair app"ints the indivijools known as Pike and Dutch to pace off the aforesaid distances, as close as they can, an" mark the ends."
While everybody gravely watched, the two miners designated paced off the 100 feet, on either side of the stake, along the ridge, and again the 150 feet, further. They hastily marked the distances and returned.
"There bein" no other bus"ness before the meetin"," shouted red-shirt, "I declare it hereby dissolved--an" every man for himself. Stake yore claims, boys, while thar are any!"
Away he jumped, and away broke all. With shouts and cheers and laughter the whole hill was covered, in an incredibly short time, with men picking and digging and peering and driving their stakes or piling up stones.
XXII
THE BEST OF ALL
Mr. Grigsby and Billy"s father had arrived in time to hear as well as to see the outcome of the adventure on the newly-named Gold Hill.
Watching the retreat of the Jacobs party, Mr. Grigsby, leaning on his rifle, laughed shortly.
"They got off easy," he said, in grim manner. "Let me see the map, boy."
"That smudgy place does look like a "G. W."," a.s.serted Charley, pa.s.sing the paper over. "Anyway, it looks as much like "G. W." as it does like "G. H.""
And so it did. However, that mattered little now, and the feebly scrawled a.s.signment of the Golden West claim also was of small importance; for the Golden West had been found at last, and everything had turned out all right. Here on Gold Hill, as at the Shirt-tail Diggin"s, "the goose hung high."
Now, with everybody busy, it remained to develop the Golden West lode, which under the hurried operations of the bevy of workers could be traced for a mile.
"I suppose," remarked Charley"s father, "that the next thing for us to do is to form a company and to lay plans for development, and to name our property."
"If your party have no objections," spoke young Mr. Motte, hesitantly, coming forward, "my wife and I would be very willing to combine our claim with yours, under the name Golden West, and work all together.
We are able to do our part, of course."
Certainly there were no objections. Thus the agreement was drawn up, and the Golden West Mining Company was formed from the two parties.
At the base of the ridge there almost immediately sprang into being the town of Gold Hill, for which Mr. Adams himself was elected _alcalde_, or mayor, and Mrs. Motte clerk. But the development of the Golden West mine went ahead much more slowly. Paying mines, especially lode mines, do not grow up in a day, or a week, or a month. The surface rock could be loosened with pick and crow-bar, and pulverized and washed, to get some gold, but the hard rock below the surface required special machinery, for treatment.
So pending the arrival of the machinery the work was all development work: picking here and there, digging a few tunnels, and much exploring and planning. Hard work it was, too. However, the weather continued to hold fine and sunny and crisp, in the early fall a light snow fell but soon disappeared, and an Indian summer set in. There was hunting for deer and elk, and fun, evenings, in the camp--but something seemed lacking. What that was, Charley found out, when one morning Billy hailed him excitedly.
"Say! Hurrah! Do you know it?"
"No," admitted Charley.
"My father and yours are going to send for my mother and yours! They might be out here with us as well as not. See? They"ll be company for Mrs. Motte. She"s having a great time, and loves it. If she can stand it, they can--and besides, we want "em."
Want "em? Want his mother! Charley let out a wild whoop, and rushed for his father, who greeted him with a twinkle. Why, that was the very thing lacking--his mother! Of course it was. And now----!
"Do you think it will be Christmas present enough for you?" queried his father. "They"ll have just about time to get here for Christmas, we figure."
Surely nothing, not even another Golden West mine, could be half so good for a Christmas present.
Time fairly dragged, despite the busy days. Development work proceeded, but better far and more interesting were the two cabins that were being put up, in readiness for the great day. And suddenly (for all things come to him who waits!) Charley and Billy found themselves actually delegated to go down to San Francisco--just they two--and meet two Somebodies at the steamer pier!