in the upbuilding of the West, that this tale of the
Discovery of Gold in California has been written.
No nation can afford to forget its builders.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. El Feroz
II. Death of the Miner
III. The Skin Map
IV. At the Conroyal Rancho
V. Off for the Gold-Mines
VI. The Sign of the Two Red Thumbs
VII. Caught in the Flood
VIII. Accused of Murder
IX. The Testimony of Bill Ugger
X. The Missing Button
XI. An Unexpected Witness
XII. Hammer Jones
XIII. Explanations
XIV. The Luck of Dickson
XV. Around the Supper Table
XVI. Unexpected Company
XVII. Pockface Again
XVIII. Story of the Great Discovery
XIX. Some Exciting Moments
XX. Robbed
XXI. Pedro
XXII. The Mystery of the Tent
XXIII. On the Shore of Goose Neck Lake
XXIV. In Lot's Canyon
XXV. The Cave of Gold
XXVI. The Catastrophe
XXVII. Home
ILLUSTRATIONS
"You lie!" and the hard fist landed squarely on the man's chin
The skin map
"You can turn your horses around and ride back the way you
came"
"Is there any! just look there! and there! and there!"
Bud bent and stretched his free hand down to Marshall
"It is gold! it is gold! and enough of it to make us all
rich beyond our fondest dreams"
The Cave of Gold
CHAPTER I
EL FEROZ
"Whoa!"--"whoa!" With quick jerks on their bridle reins Thure Conroyal
and Bud Randolph pulled up their horses and listened shiveringly.
Again that same shrill whistling scream of dreadful agony and fear, that
had caused them to rein up their horses so suddenly a moment before,
came from the valley beyond the brow of the little hill up which they
had been slowly riding, and chilled the very marrow in their bones with
the terrible intensity of its fear and anguish. Then all was still.
"What--what was it?" and Thure turned a startled face to Bud. "It didn't
sound human and I never heard an animal scream like that before. What
can it be?"
"I don't know," Bud answered, his face whitening a little; "but I am
going to find out. Come on," and, swinging his rifle into position where
it would be ready for instant use, he started up the hill, his eyes
fixed in the direction whence had come those fearful screams.
"We'd better go a little slow, until we find out what i
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