Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 18 June 1895 — Page 4
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Hilgara life was as simple and. severe in its routine as if nature had clothed his soul in sackcloth instead of purple. It had one immediate object—the prosperity of the Led Horse—to which ae considered himself pledged. There was another object, more remote, but mor* vital and permanent—the education of his two half brothers—young lads left to his sole care by the death of both father and mother. Hilgard's own education had been at the mercy of the sad breaks in the lives of those who had watched over it. He was often lonely, as the captain of a bark on a long cruise is lonely in midocean, but he was in no doubt about his coxirse. He was not restless from uncertainty of purpose. He had a fine, youthful scorn of sudden love, or any sentiment bordering on it. It was his lonely life perhaps which gave such prominence in his thoughts to the small incident of the morning. He would hardly have admitted that it was anything in the girl herself. Yet her face and her slender figure, undulating upward to the sunny hilltop, were still vividly before his eyes. He had the keen instinct about women which men lose when they care for them too much. All his latent reverence and ideality had responded to the look in her eyes as they had rested a moment on his. She had blushed, but with a proud, shy girl's disgust at a false position. Not helplessly, like a fool, he said to himself. Then he grew hot, thinking of his own careless manner to her, which so ill expressed his sense of her difference from the ordinary pretty girL If he ever saw her again—of course he would see her again! She was his neighbor, the fair Shoshone —Conrath's sister, whose arrival from the east ho had heard of in the camp. Surely she had "snatched a grace" beyond the rules of kinship!
A fragment of a Scotch song, long silent in his memory, woke suddenly, like the first bluebird's note in spring. All the songs and scraps of poetry in which his vagrant moods had been wont to find expression had been locked in the frosty constriction of his new and perplexing responsibi lities. Oh, lassie ayont the hill, Come ower the tap o' the hill! Come ower the tap, wi' the breeze o' the hill. he hummed to himself as he strode through the aspens that shivered in the sunshine. The smooth stemmed aspens themselves were not more daintily, slenderly rounded or more unobtrusive in their clear, cool colors. Hilgard did not like showy girls. He held, with most young men, very positive opinions as to the kind of girl he liked, when in reality it was quality, not kind, that interested him. "Con, my boy," he recklessly apostrophized his troublesome neighbor, "you've got my ore in your ore bins, but if it came to a settlement for damages there is metal of yours that is more attractive."
The next instant he rebuked himself for his profanity. His spirits were rising into rebellious gayety, animated by the dramatic implacability of the circumstances that hedged in his lovely foewoman. He laughed aloud, thinking of the innocent audacity with which she had crossed the contested line and waited for him at the top of his own shaft.
But the mood did not long abide with him. The first bluebird's note is an uncertain harbinger of spring.
As he climbed the trail of his own side of the gulch and looked across to the Shoshone's shafthouses, its new oresheds, the procession of ore teams loading at the dumps and all its encroaching activities in full play, and then reviewed his own empty bins and barren underground pastures the color of romance died out of the prospect.
He walked back to his office and took up a package of letters from his desk. The one from the president of his company he opened first. It wad-an order to shutdown!:
CHAPTER HI
The Led Horse had a somewhat, dubious reputation in mining circles. The generally unsatisfactory condition of its affairs might have been described in the words of a clever man's impromptu abstract of life, "Too poor to pay, too rich to quit."
It had opened brilliantly, on a promising vein which had been "stoped out" to a considerable depth, and then had become suddenly barren. The ore bearing rock Was there, precisely similar in character to that which had yielded 200 ounces of silver to the ton, but the silver was not there.
The expenses of the mine rapidly turned its balance the wrong way. There were calls from the home office for retrenchment and appeals for money from the mina Its condition was that of a young man who has spent a small patrimony without having fitted himself for earning his own living. It was altogether probable that the capacity for earning a living was there, but it had become necessary that no time should be lost in developing it.
There was a change in the management, even as the young man, in his altered circumstances, turns from the counselors of his days of extravagance to others better acquainted with hard work and economy. At this juncture Hilgard had been sent out with a few thousands to expend in enabling the Led Horse to support himself, and, if possible, to lay up money in dividends, but the dividends were as yet a long way in the future.
Hilgard had had four years' practical experience in mines, but this wj^,
first essay in management. He was well aware that he was milking it under
great disadvantages, tie could not put ore into a barren vein, and a prolonged period of unproductive expenditure in prospecting for ore would, in the event of not finding any, count heavily against him in his opening career. It was inevitable that the manager of a mine should be considered successful according to his fulfillment of the hopes of the owners, especially when the owners were half the width of the continent away and generally ignorant of the conditions which affect success in the iniuiagement of mines.
The Shoshone had been in barren rock for many months. It had small capital and less credit, when, a short time after Hilgard's management began, a sudden jhange took place in the aspect of its af!airs. At the change of shifts a daily increasing number of men were seen around its shafthouses new ore sheds were put up its long unused wagon roads became deeply rutted by the heavy ore teams going and returning from the smelters, and a rumor pervaded the camp that the lucky Shoshones had "struck it away up in the hundreds," and were shipping ore at the rate of 50 tons a day.
Soon after the Shoshone's prosperity became evident, West, the mining captain of the Led Horse, communicated to his chief his suspicion that the Shoshone strike had been made on Led Horse ground. From the lower drifts the sounds which came through the intervening rock from the new Shoshone workings indicated to an experienced ear that they had crossed the boundary line between the claims.
Hilgard had proposed to Conrath, the superintendent of the ©hoshone, that a survey should be made through the Shoshone drifts, but at the expense of the Led Horse, to prove that the boundary line was intact. He put the whole matter lightly, as a possible mistake which either party might have made. Conrath took it by no means lightly. He even appeared to seize upon it as an occasion for giving expression to a latent feeling of antagonism toward Hilgard, which the latter had not been entirely unconscious of. Conrath refused to admit the possibility of his having crossed the line, or to permit any one to explore the Shoshone workings for any purpose whatever. This unexpected irritability on the subject could but increase Hilgard's suspicions. The sounds through the rock which had been at first very faint, having become, day by day, more distinct, Hilgard had started his defensive drift in the direction of these sounds.
Oie Led Horse had not as yet achieved its independence of eastern capital. The few thousands which had been subscribed at the beginning of Hilgard's management had been spent in "prospecting," with no result as yet, except a little low grade ore and "favorable indications." The small working force of the mine had beea concentrated upon the defensive drift, which was in barren rock.
At this juncture, while the mine was dependent on its monthly drafts from the east, the last of these drafts came back dishonored
It was a time of bitter excitement to Hilgard. Already the unfortunate Led Horse, with its hopes and its reverses, had become to him almost like some living thing in his care. It was more than a feeling of pride in his work—it was a passionate personification of it— more especially since he had been beset by treachery without as well as by poverty within. Hilgard was experiencing the well known effect of isolation and responsibility upon a concentrated nature cut off from those varied outlets for its energy which the life of cities and large communities affords. He wrote long, passionate letters on the situation to the home office, wrhere they awoke trouble and perplexity in the mind of the anxious president, but failed materially to alter the situation.
It was during the sultry weather of early September when these vehement appeals from the desperate executive in the west poured in on the worried administration in the east.
The Led Horse proudly boasted in its prospectuses that its stock was "nonassessable. The men who held it were engaged in larger schemes, which made the fate of the Led Horse of comparatively little consequence. They were scattered far and wide, on board yachts, at remote fishing and hunting grounds, at watering places at home and abroad. To hold a timely meeting of stockholders under these circumstances would have puzzled the most active administration. 4It was undeniable that, beyond the office which bore its name, the crisis in the affairs of the Led Horse made not even a ripple on the "street." "A draft for $2,000 promptly will save us!" Hilgard wrote. "Another week will drive the drift through to the Shoshone workings. Then we can put up a barricade, shut down and go into court'with a clear case."
The president trusted, in his reply, that the "barricade" would be unnecessary. He deprecated any manifestation in the direction of expected or intended violence. The law alone could decide these points, and with this ultimate decision in view he advised that an injunction be got out against the suspected parties and evidence collected to support it, while he in the east would do his best to provide money for conducting the subsequent suit for damages. For the payment of the running expenses, Hilgard must absolutely rely on his own resources or else shut down. The president concluded by adjuring him to satisfy himself that his suspicion was correct before taking any steps in regard to an injunction.
Hilgard leaned back in his chair. He was mentally replying to the letter he held in his hand "The 'resources' I am 'to depend on' are in the hands of the Shoshones—tho proof of my 'suspicion' is there, the evidence for the injunction is there, the question is how am I to get here!" He pushed his chair back impatiently.
1'Can't
this
they understand that it's impossi
ble to shut down with a gang of men
unpaid ty.,', It had taken a ivp.elr for his first tro-
test against the order to reach the office two weeks for repeated letters to make, so it seemed, any impression on that far off east to which he looked for succor After three weeks of waiting the replv had come, and it had brought him only into closer contact with a growing dread, a dread of the final resort to those wild counsels of primitive justice from which he felt the strong recoil which marks the passage from irresponsible boyhood to manhood.
The first overt act was before him which would bring him into sharp personal contact with Conrath. The act was now become inevitable, and whether the truth of his suspicion were proved by it Dr not the hostility on Conrath's part .vould follow with certainty.
He went out into the cool starlight and walked about on the bare space of trodden earth outside his office door.
At sunset the restless winds, whirling in a dervish like dance along the highways of the camp, scattering straws and chips and scraps of paper and sinking as suddenly as they rose in abject heaps of dust by the roadside, had fainted and died away, as if their souls had departed in the soft breeze that wandered soughing up the gulch.
Sounds of music floated up from the camp, where it sparkled like a restless reflection of the night sky in the dark valley below. The lights in the two shafthouses burned warily, eye to eye, across tho gulch. "Oh, lassie ayont the hill!"—the words which had fitfully recurred in his mind through its late preoccupations— came back now with a wistful note. The sweet lassie had kept on her own side of the hill, and he had never gone over to find her. He had liever seen her since she had vanished below the sun illumined hilltop.
Where was she tonight? Dancing at the ball of the "Younger Sons" perhaps, to that music which came faintly to his ear, or alone in the hostile Shoshone camp? Conrath had gone over the range
Both men glowered at the fire in, silence. two days ago. He liked better to think of her alone, though it could be no part of his to comfort her. Somehow he did n6t find the dramatic nature of the situation as exhilarating at it had seemed on the day of her innocent invasion.
He went down the hill to a little cabin built against its steepest side, where West sat by his fire moodily smoking and communing with himself, after the manner of lonely men.
He wras a slenderly built, wiry man, of about 30, with a nervous mouth and a quiet blue eye, which could kindle quickly, as it did now at the sound of Hilgard's step and his bright, authoritative voice. He got up and gave his only chair to his young chief, drawing forward an empty powder keg and seating himself on its inverted bottom. Hilgard lit a cigarette and sat down astride of tho chain with his arms across the back. Both men glowered at the fire in silence. "A letter came from the old man today," Hilgard presently said. "It's no use, West. The thing is narrowing down to just this—we've got to get into the Shoshone workings."
West looked up quickly. "If Conrath won't go over the ground with us, we must go over it alone and take the risk of his catching us in there.''
West smoked hard for a minute. "I could have got in there long ago, sir, if you'd said the word," "I didn't want to say the word! It's an ugly thing to do, creeping about another man's mine to find out if he's a thief and a liar!" "Gash can lie. He's an old hand at this game. He made his boast in Deadwood that he could always find plenty of ore as long as his neighbors had any. It's like as not he's fooled Conrath all through. When he struck that streak of ore, he couldn't keep from followin it any more'n you kin keep a hound off a bear track. When shall I get in there, sir?" "You're not going in, West. I'll have a surveyor up from the camp to run the end line across and get the distance tc the Shoshone shaft. Then I'll get underground somehow with a pocket compass."
You'd better let me go down, sir. '•It can't be done that way. I've got to give my affidavit to get out the injunction on. Then we'll drive that drift through till we can swear what ground we're on!" "It's a good time to go now, sir. Conrath's over the range, and Gash hai been on a spree. He won't be under ground tomorrow anyhow. How much time would you want?" "I shall not go in until Conrath is back." Hilgard had risen and stood befora the fire, his head well lifted, hit cigarette burning out in his fingers. "I think you might's well take youi chance, sir. He'd do it with you quick enough. It's no fool of a job you're undertakin, Mr. Hilgard" "I know it, West, but if I do it at al. I've got to do it my own way—not Conrath's way or Gashwiler's. I'll take my chances with Conrath on the ground'-'
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