"For all that my prospects were lookin" so rosy, I was really havin"
bad luck. Day after day, I was throwin" away wagon-loads o" "blue stuff," as all th" other miners were doin", an" as those who had gone before us had done--we d.a.m.ned it, an" didn"t know its value. A month after I"d sold out, a feller had some o" it a.s.sayed, an" it was found to be worth nearly seven thousand dollars in gold an" silver per ton.
"I guess that curse o" the Mormons was more powerful "an it seemed at first sight--it"s followed me through life an" ruined all the men with whom I"ve come in touch. Old Virginia was thrown from his horse, an"
killed while drunk. O"Riley sold out his share for forty thousand dollars, the bulk o" which he spent in wildcat speculations, so that, what wi" disappointment an" loss, he finished out his days in a madhouse. Penrod sold for eight thousand, an" soon spent everything he had. Old Pancake sold for eleven thousand, an" lost every dollar.
Then, gettin" sick o" seein" other fellers grow rich out o" what had bin his, he wandered off prospecting an" blew out his brains wi" his own gun in the mountains o" Montana. A chap named Hansard, one o" our first millionaires, died a pauper an" was buried at the public expense. As for myself, you can see what I"ve become--the Man wi" the Dead Soul."
He paused, and looked round at Granger. "_The Man wi" the Dead Soul_,"
he repeated, "that"s what I am. When I die, my name will not be known among men."
"I don"t suppose there"s any of us"ll be remembered long," said Granger. "There"s a man out there on the bend; I was at Oxford with him. He was one of the finest oars that England ever had. The papers were full of him once. A sporting edition never came out but . . ."
He was interrupted. "Pa.s.s the whisky," Beorn said; "if we"re goin" to be forgot, it don"t much matter what we do or have done; an" we may as well forget."
He swallowed the spirit greedily at one quick gulp. "Where"d I got to?
Oh, yes, I"d sold out my claim for money down, an" made a fool o"
myself. You see I thought that my find was a gash-vein an" would soon peter out, an" that I was doin" somethin" mighty clever to sell at all. Instead o" which, I"d only skimmed the surface an" hadn"t gone deep enough. The men who bought from us sank down till they came to the main lode, an" then there was the discovery o" what that "blue stuff," which we"d bin throwin" away, was really worth; from them two causes came the Washoe gold-rush. You never saw anythin" like that, not even in the Klondike. It was maddenin" for me to stand by an"
watch these men, who"d come from a thousand miles east an" west, just t" handle the pickin"s o" the wealth which I had once possessed an"
hadn"t had the sense to know about. They lived in tents, an" huts, an"
holes in the hillsides, an" paid seventy-five cents for a pound o"
flour, in the hopes that, when the summer "ad come, they might get a chance to prospect.
"Before winter "ad gone, they was leadin" strings o" mules across the mountains, on blankets spread above the snow, that they might get provisions in an" prevent us from starvin". An" I, the feller as they"d come to rob, had to sit still an" watch it all.
"Before the roads were fit for travel, all the world was journeyin"
towards us. There were Irishmen, pushin" wheelbarrows; an" Mexicans with burros; an" German miners, an" French, an" English, an" Swedes, ploddin" through the mud across the Sierras with their tools upon their backs; there were organ-grinders an" Jew pedlars, an" women dressed as men, all comin" to Virginia City to claim the gold which I "ad lost. I sat every day idly watchin" their approach, an" I hated them. I"d begun to believe in the Mormon"s curse, an" to let things slide. There didn"t seem to be much sense in stakin" out a new claim--if I made another fortune, I felt certain that I"d surely lose it all.
"Along wi" the adventurers an" prospectors came desperadoes, who intended to make their fortune at the gun"s point, by shootin"
straight! There was the Tombstone Terror, an" the Bad Man from Bodie, an" Sam Brown, the greatest bully o" them all. One night a half-witted feller asked him how many men he"d chopped. "Ninety-nine," says Sam, "an" you"re the hundredth." He seizes him by the neck an" rips him to pieces wi" his bowie-knife. Then he lay down an" went to sleep on the billiard table, while the father gathered up what remained o" his son from the floor.
"An" there was El Dorado Johnny, who, whenever he was goin" to shoot a man, bought a new suit o" clothes an" had a shave, an" got his hair cut an" his boots polished so that, in case there was any mistake, he might make a handsome corpse. These were some o" the men that I lived among, an", like G.o.d, I said nothin" to any of "em, but watched an"
was interested in "em all.
"I suppose I enjoyed myself, for I couldn"t help laughin" quietly at their expense. "What went ye out for to seek?" I would ask as, sittin"
by the outskirts o" the town, I saw this army o" men an" women struggle in from the mountain trail. An" then I"d answer myself, "We have come that we may dig out gold, that others may take it from us.
We have come to exchange our health an" hope for disease an"
disappointment. We have come to gain all the world, which we shall not gain--an" to lose our own souls."
"I tell you, it"s mighty strange to think o" where all the gold, which those brave chaps o" the Old Virginia days dug out, has gone. Some o"
it"s been made into a necklace t" hang about a lady"s throat; and some o" it"s gone to Rome t" gild a cross; and some o" it"s been made into a weddin" ring that a young girl might get married. I don"t suppose the folk in the old lands ever think of how far the gold which they wear has travelled, nor how many have died in its gettin". Some, which "as bin made into a watch and goes to the city every day, may have come from King Solomon"s mines in ships o" Tarshish; an" the king may have worn it hisself in his temple, or have given it away to the dark-skinned girl that he wrote that song about.
"When I thought o" these things in Old Virginia, it made me sort o"
happy, so that I didn"t mind what the Mormons "ad said. Time seemed so endless, an" life so short, that I didn"t seem called on to worry myself--only t" watch. If I found a new claim which panned out rich, I didn"t work it myself; for I knew that, though I seemed lucky, I should end unlucky. An" I didn"t tell anyone else about it; an" if they found it out for theirselves, I was angry. I"d found the Ophir, an" hadn"t made anythin" out o" it--that was a big enough present for one man to make to his world.
"So I just looked on, an" saw the fools rushin" in who expected to pile up fortunes. And I saw the camels comin" in an" out, carryin"
salt to Virginia from the desert. They"d bin brought from Asia, an" I could see that they felt as I felt, an" despised the greed an" hurry o" what was goin" on. Later some of "em got so disgusted that they escaped from their drivers--at that time they was bein" used in Arizona t" carry ore. I"ve often smiled when I"ve fancied the terror o" some lone prospector, should one o" them long-legged brutes poke up his nose above a ridge where gold had just been found, and sniff scornfully down on the feller. Some o" them camels may be still livin"
an" doin" it at this very minute."
Beorn opened his jaws wide and laughed. Granger had never heard him laugh before, and the sound was not pleasant. There was nothing of mirth about the man or in anything that he said--there was only disappointment and scorn. His bitterness became horrible when he pretended to be merry. "He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh; the Lord shall have them in derision." It was like the thunderous scoffing of the Lord G.o.d of the Hebrews.
The candle had gone out, and the eerie light of the northland dawn, drifting into the room through the little s.p.a.ce of window that was uncovered, made him and his companion look old and comfortless. But he was anxious to hear the last of the story before the soul departed, so he said, "And how was it that you left the Comstock Mines and came into Keewatin?"
"I told you that I"d done what you intended, that I killed a man. I did more "an that, I killed many. You see, at that time there was no proper minin" law in America; so when men got t"quarrellin", they soon took t" fightin". So long as the Comstock was only placer-minin", we knew what we were about, an" there was no trespa.s.sin", but when we took t" tunnelling", it wasn"t long before we was borin" under one another"s ledges. The Comstock veins, startin"
near the surface, dipped toward the west, an" therefore the first great conflict came with the nearest line o" claims t" the westward.
The ledges here were very rich an" almost perpendicular, an" so the slopin" shafts o" the Ophir, Mexican, etc., soon ran int" the vertical shafts on the "middle lead."
"The earliest case t" be tried, which I remember, was that o" the Ophir against McCall. The court met in a stable, an" each side come armed. One witness was shot at several times as he was ridin"
homeward, down a ravine at nightfall. Party spirit ran too high, an"
the danger o" bringin" in a unanimous verdict was too great for any jury t" risk their lives by comin" to an agreement. There was no justice; so there was nothin" left but to fight it out, the same as when nations go to war. An" what were they goin" to fight about? A metal which was only val"able because o" its rarity--which had no value in itself, an" couldn"t help men t" G.o.dliness; one which you couldn"t make an engine out o", nor a plough, nor even a sword, because it was too soft. But in order to possess it, they was goin" to take each other"s lives. I, an" every other man in that town, had thrown away or were throwin" away our souls for a thing which was truly worthless.
"One night as I slept, I heard a voice callin" to me an" sayin", "I will make a man more precious than gold; even a man than the golden wedge o" Ophir. Therefore I will shake the heavens, an" the earth shall remove out o" her place, in th" wrath o" the Lord o" Hosts, an"
in the day o" his fierce anger." I heard that voice callin" to me not once, but several times; an" when I woke up, an" walked through the town, an" saw the men o" the Ophir preparin" to shoot down the men o"
the McCall, I could still hear the voice repeating, "Even a man than the golden wedge o" Ophir."
"I went back to my shanty, an" found my Bible, an" read it many days, never stirrin" out. I remember there was one pa.s.sage that seemed to accuse myself, an" to explain my own failure--"If I have made gold my hope, or have said to the fine gold, "Thou art my confidence"; if I rejoiced because my wealth was great, an" because mine hand had gotten much; if I beheld the sun when it shined, or the moon walkin" in brightness, an" my heart hath been secretly enticed, or my mouth hath kissed my hand: this also were an iniquity to be punished by the judge, for I should have denied the G.o.d that is above."
"I"d done all that. When I"d looked at the sun, I"d seen gold; when I"d looked at the moon, I"d thought of silver; an" when I"d found both the silver an" the gold in the Ophir, by Old Man Caldwell"s Spring, my mouth had kissed my own hand--an" not G.o.d"s. An" what I"d done, every one else was doin" in Virginia City; an" the Lord o" Hosts was angry, an" that was why men were killin" one another. So, when I"d sat still an" figured it all out, I said, "G.o.d spoke to me because I"m the one man on the Comstock who, when he"s found gold, tries to bury it; an"
He spoke to me because He wants me to join with Him, an" help Him to shake the heavens." So out I walked, day after day, an" watched things growin" from bad to worse; an" when I"d seen all I wanted, I come home an" read my Bible--I knew that when G.o.d had need o" me He would send His messenger.
"One night a miner come to my cabin, an" he said, "Are you ready to fight for the Fair-Haired Annie?"
""I"m ready," I said, "but what"s it all about?"
""From a drift, a hundred feet down," said he, "that we"re workin" on at present, we can hear the picks o" the b.l.o.o.d.y Thunder drawin" nearer an" nearer; they"ll break through to-morrer into one o" our ledges."
""What then?" I asked.
""We"re goin" to have a band o" men waitin" for "em in the dark on our side o" the ledge, an" everyone o" those men is goin" to be armed. The moment that the picks o" the b.l.o.o.d.y Thunder drive through an" the wall goes down, the men o" the Fair-Haired Annie are goin" to fire."
""All right," I said. "I"m wi" you. I"ll be there."
"So next day I, an" twenty other men, were lowered down the shaft; an"
before we saw daylight again, the Fair-Haired Annie an" the b.l.o.o.d.y Thunder had gone to war. That was the first o" the underground fights which took place on the Comstock. I picked my men, and paid "em ten dollars a day, an" called my gang "The Avengers o" the Lord." No one "cept myself knew what that meant, but they learnt t" fear us, for we fought to the death. Often when I was waitin" in the dark, listenin"
to the sound o" the rival miners comin" nearer, I would repeat to myself the words, "I will make a man more precious "an gold; even a man than the golden wedge o" Ophir." An" when a poor chap lay dyin", I would say to him those words."
"So you were sorry for the men you killed?"
"Oh, I was sorry, though that did small good to "em. When the Lord"s bent on destroyin", He don"t take much account o" persons. When the first born o" Egypt were slain, He killed the evil wi" the good--served "em all alike. But it"s heart-breakin" work to be made an avenger o" the Lord."
"But I don"t understand. What was there to avenge?"
"What was there to avenge? Why, the sinfulness o" those men, who was diggin" out the power an" temptation to sin from the place where G.o.d had hidden it. He meant that it should stay there forever; but now it"ll be handed down from generation to generation, as is King Solomon"s gold, temptin" our sons" sons to lose their souls as ours were lost."
"And when all the fighting was done, did the soldiers get after you?"
asked Granger. But Beorn"s eyes were closing, and the soul was departing as day returned. Already the sun was leaping above the horizon, and the sigh of the waking forest was heard. Granger seized him by the arm and shook him--he had learnt only the least part of that which he desired to know. "Was it for that crime that you fled, till you came at last to Keewatin for safety?" he shouted. "Quick, Beorn, tell me. Why did you go to the Forbidden River?"
The eyes did not open; but, as if the soul were answering him with a last warning as it pa.s.sed out of the door of the body, the lips stirred, "Ay, man, it"s terrible--the things men give for gold."
The face had become so ashy pale that Granger bent above it, painfully listening for the intake of the breath, to a.s.sure himself that Beorn was not dead. His clamour had aroused Eyelids; looking down towards him, he saw that his eyes were wide and motionless, gazing towards the window with an expression of drunken terror.