I may be wrong, but I seem to have heard that you and young Mitchell have found a copper claim that's pretty fair, and a little over.

I believe it, anyhow.

And I'm willing to take the risk that you'll keep your word.

I'll shoot the works on this hand--cash, bank roll, and the joint, against a quarter interest in your mine." "Son," said Johnson, "I wouldn't sell you one per cent of my share of that mine for all you've got.

Come again!" The gambler laughed contemptuously.