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Down the Mother Lode

Down the Mother Lode

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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1744    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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whatever it is-all the way down to a motorcycle side car), and you ferry across the bay and the straits, and if the motor-cop

e rich, you bought a horse or a mule and rode for the rest of your journey. If you were poor, or thrifty perhaps, you walked, or tried t

tion, then situated at a point three miles eas

found in certain wooded tracts which have not given way to the fruit ranches; and th

very difficult. Every stick of lumber in my grandfather's house came by ship "around the Horn," an

ilding which could be used for social purposes, and this was often

f one Sunday in Stinson's bar room,

ong four men. When a man invited a lady to come to a dance, in many instances he insisted upon the privilege of buying her a silken gown and slippers to wear, and

hrough the dawn and the sunrise, and into broad daylight. The door was pushed open, letting in a rush of cool, sweet air which gut

The preacher's coming over from Folsom, and there will be church held here in one hour. He's a busy man today. An infa

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le in a corner. "His last strike turned out to be only a small pocket, and so he drowns his woes in liquor, as usual." He bowed to his recent card partners. "Gentlemen, I

ce authoritatively, "I shall not go out. It is my desire to pray for my sins today *

candlesticks and vases which had been carried across the plains. Every individual in the community came to church and stayed afterward for the christening. At least twenty men expressed a wish to be god-father to the baby and

dooms some joy to death. O'er thee let years so gen

stage!' Let us on with the next scene," and he

e wedding were interrupted by the shouts

Dolton's Bar. Jim caught he's stealing his horse and I'm afraid the dirty greaser's killed him. We got 'im,

rroom table, the same table which a few minutes

r," he said. The men standing a

her baby to its father and seizing pencil and paper, ran forward.

carried away to be made ready for the last sleep, only the

ife we are in deat

the life which the Lord, thy God, hath p

the world for a younger son." The minister had not

, for a hearing. He may be a horse thief and a murderer but you shall take the rop

the friends of Muldoon across the table which had so lately been his bier,

a suit of finest black broadcloth for a shroud, and the little bride, keeping one flower from her wedding bouquet, placed the rest in the dead man's hands. She kissed him softly

pen and read his letter. His elder brother, heir to the title and great houses and landed estates of his family

rl of-but no, his family name ha

erein. * * * We do sign him with the sign of the cross in token hereafter that he shall manfully fight against the sin, the world, and the devil; and to continue

ered together," standing beside the man she loved. The service for the dying: "When we shall have served thee in our generation we may be gathered unto our Fathers, having the testimony of a good conscience,

itten, the letter written for the man who had died, the Mexican's sombrero on a chair, t

e huntsman's silver horn from across the seas calling him home to carry on the destiny of

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