They would soon see his enemies suing for aid.

He was applauded to the echo.

All this and much more was in the _Clarion_ next day, with some very pointed satire about "rival mines." Keith, meantime, was busy poring over plats and verifying lines.
The old squire came to town a morning or two later.

"I see Mr.
Wickersham's struck coal at last," he said to Keith, after he had got his pipe lit.

His face showed that he was brimming with information.
"Yes--_our_ coal." Keith showed him the plats.