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i) seas ae oI, = ~ Ot ee Poe JACK AND HIS SEVEN FOES. os a * fe ee 2 * oe z age hie =¢ e ve Bot a fortune under our noses, | who budges an inch is a traitor to all, and we'll stand our ground. Isitso? » | ond deserves death.” — “Yes,” said the Swaggerer and the “Tle ought to be shot,” said the Panther. Panther. “Touch handsuponit,” said Jim Black. The Swaggerer was silent. They did so, and he continued— ‘‘Ttis so,” said Jim, ‘‘and, by heaven ! «« All stand our ground, and the man | I’ll shoot him!” CD? CO EO EO COR 0 (O79 CO CO (O20 _— CHAPTER LIII. \- ABEL NEWCOMBE’S DIGGINGS—JACK IN GOOD QUARTERS—A NOTE OF WARNING. Ratpu, though professing to keep his | wise engaged, and a number of children birthday , did not drink much, nor stay | rolled about in the sunshine. very long at the shanty where the A busy but peaceful scene ; no brawl- liquor was sold. ing, no blaspheming—nothing but good Taking adyantage of a bit of a brawl | honest work and cheerfulness. between some of the men, he quietly Seated on camp-stools not far from withdrew. the big house were the Silver King and His way lay across a rugged country, | Jack. and ere he had gone far he came upona A year had made some difference in man sitting upon a stone, quietly | the latter; his igure was now filled out, smoking a pipe. and a finer, handsomer young fellow . It was Jacob Sturmby. ee si salah Lae 6 ah Se ch _ His strength was apparent as he sat, ; ae et Te ae ae NN in the length of limb and the breadth “Tt was all as I'd heard,” replied of Earnie f h _ Ralph; “they came into shares to-day, h * ay Laing, Dey was.) HOWeyeL, (une and I give ’em a skeer.”’ roche ; : “You didn’t say much, I hope? ” The eens look in his face “The very mention of his name was | 7 TS" Sag “Ghee: Gt his woke See ie oe em hike linen vengeance, but his spirit was not at all And Ralph, as he filled his pipe to SP ee . ; . He was going on to the end, choosin “Sie ee any with the other, laughed his own ia a he had done before. : eartily As Ralph and Jacob Sturmby drew They moved on side by side, ascending near, he rose, and Abel Newcombe, a a rocky piece of country that led them | fine, handsome man, in the prime of life, to a wood, through which they passed, followed his lead. and finally came to an open piece of “Tl just go down to the engine- land, their destination. house,” he said. ‘“ How long will you Here was a busy scene, for 1t was the be talking over your business, Jack ?”’ 1 : 9 T spot where Abel Newcombe 1 elgned, ‘Not. more than five minutes,’ Jack and he was the true Silver King. answered. His house, of considerable proportions, “ Well, when you’ve finished, lad, go though built entirely of wood, stood on | and ask Annie to get out the tea. I’m . : the right. getting wolfish.” : 0 SSS a On the left was the engine-house,| Jack was soon put in possession of where the pounding- machine was kept | what had passed in the drinking shanty, going day and night. _ and it raised the shadow of asmile upon Men were moving to and fro, and | his handsome face. mules dragging in rough carts laden “You know one from the others, I with the precious ore. suppose ?” he said. At the doors of numerous huts dotted | “Oh, yes; there’s the Swaggerer, about, stood women, knitting or other- | with his blackguard, respectable air,” CONnNIEOOKS (EO)