Democratic Sentinel, Volume 14, Number 47, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 December 1890 — A Golden Chance. [ARTICLE]

A Golden Chance.

M e had got through to Silver City by stage without adventure, and perhaps I had more reason than any other passenger to felicitate myself on thefact, as I was carrying sß'ooo in greenbacks for a friend who was going into business. The day after arriving, & strange man came to the office and asked if he could have a few minutes* private conversation. He looked like a prospector or silver finder, and I took him into the inner office, where he quietly sat down and began: “I am no hand to beat around the bush, but believe in coming straight to the point.” “Well?” “Well, you brought in SB,OOO with you yesterday.” “Suppose I did’” “I knew you were coming, and for three days I was posted to intercept you. I intended to hold up your stageand take everything.” “Why didn’t you do it?” That’s what I’m coming to. My infernal burro- stumbled with me at & bad place and pitehed me off, and for a whole day I hardly moved a rod. I’m so sore and lame now that I can scarcely get about. ” “Well?” The kernel of this thing is just here. You were my meat, fair and square. Them eight thousand was as good as in my own pocket. Owing to circumstances beyond my control, you pulled through. It was a stroke of luck. I lost my animal and both my revolvers, and am hurt besides. Are you honorable enough to give me a per cent, on that money to go into business again?” He wanted three per cent., but I finally got off with S3O, and he boughta revolver and some blankets with it, and went off and stopped a stage, and was shot through the head,— New York Sun.