Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 35: what you’re looking at

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DEADWOOD DICK. 37, - “Of course; take it; I don’t want it, and you do. I am going back to Right Bower, now. Next time you see me, I am Mr. Cleveland St. Cecil. Do you understand?” “Great ham-bone, yes.” “Very good. I’m of now!” And turning, he strode rapidly off toward Right Bower. The following morning Mr. Cleve St. Cecil was at the # mining company’s office bright and early, ready for busi- ness, He looked fresh and rested, and though attired in the Same suit he had worn when he arrived in Right Bower, looked scrupulously neat and dashing. Stephen Raymond was already at the office, and they soon got to work at the accounts and gave them an ex- amination. - : Everything was apparently straight on the books, which showed the production of the mines, and the expenses, and dividends that had been declared. St. Cecil, however, noticed that all the books were new, and did not have the appearance of having been used long; ; but he kept the discovery to himself. : “You see, Farmer is hot-headed and wrong in suspect- ing any crookedness,” Raymond remarkec. We would not take a cent’s advantege of him for the world. Here- after we shall realize more, as we opened a new vein the other day.” “You are right, so far as these books tell,” St. Cecil said. “You are paying your men two dollars — jmore than any other mining company I know of. cy ;Mmust accordingly be reduced to fcqw dollars. . | “Sir, this is impossible! They will strike in an in- stant!” | “Let them. In ten hours I can flood the town with men who will jump at an offer of twenty-four dollars a week, “But I insist that you do not meddle in this matter , St. Cecil. The men have been getting six, and I don’t see but what they carn it. If you make yourself officious in this matter, I will guarantee that the men will turn om you. ~ “3 you mean that as a threat, sir, Ill guarantee you that I am not one to be frightened out of a purpose. [I have my orders from Mr. Farmer to reduce the wages, if they exceed four dollars ver day.” ' Ccomicloooks.comnn)