Argosy All-Story Weekly, November 12, 1927 — page 7: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

ARGOSY-ALLSTORY Pe SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 12, 1927 Ss Ll = VOLUME 190 NUMBER 4 By C. C. WADDELL Author of ‘‘ Adventure’s Price,’’ ‘‘ Double Indemnity,”’ ete. CHAPTER I. GOLD! GOLD! GOLD! UOONAH was three days old, and already a city of fifteen thousand people—a city, if you didn’t mind what you said and chose to give that title to a mere indiscriminate huddle of shacks and tents. A week before, it had been just “‘ some- where in Nevada,” a barren stretch of re- 1A mote mountainside, with no human being in sight save for two grizzled, unwashed, old desert rats plodding by with their ancient burro. They had camped there for the night, and the next morning while doing a little desultory prospecting had managed to stumble on a lode of virgin gold. Staking out their claims, they had hurriedly loaded up a couple of sacks of ore samples for assay, and started off for Goldfield vowing 481 COPMNICMOOOKS a (E©)