Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 36: what you’re looking at

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wre 38 DEADWOOD DICK. “Very. well. a tas gg not responsible. If you wish to lose your here, you cannot adopt a.surer plan than by the wages of the men one-third.” “I'll take all the chances. We will now get down to other business.” They figured up the accounts and sundry expenses; . then, after everything was deducted, there was a balance of thirty thousand dollars in gold, ten of which went to Stephen Raymond and Ralpha Chester, while St, Cecil took charge of the other twenty. “I will ship this to Mr. Farmer to-day,” he said. “When I have consigned it to the care of Wells and Forgo’s agent, I will notify the men of the proposed reduction. Let me see—what. time does the stage pass throng Right Bower?” “This afternoon, at three. Once more, Mr. St. Cecil, I would advise you, as a friend, not to attempt to chang? the present rate of wages.” ‘Thanks, Mr, Raymond, for your advice, but my resolve cannot be altered. Two dollars a day on seventy-five mea is a trifle worth looking after in behalf of Mr. Farmer’s interest, even if you despise the saving of it.” He then left the office. and made his way to Wells and Fargo’s office, where he made arrangements for the trans- Geceeen of i to Helena. 4 Ss soon as was gone, Stephen Raymond stepped to a desk, and. wrote the folowing. words upon a sip of paper: “Be ready, and make no. botch of it!” be From a cage in a rear apartment he took a carrier-j ry 3 fastened the slip of paper under its wing, and tll gion ply cy aig oy res Then, putting on his hat, he made his way rapidly to tice Tananilasks having ‘Eomaleied dois bsg ig we ‘Fargo’s agent, St. Cecil bethought hi ever h went, he left the camp in a course that w eee tienen aide and be Five Up apres ee » conmiclooks.coun 7