"Tell 'em Sam Herbenfelder sent you.

They 'll let you have it." "Can't carry the thing on my shoulder." "I 'll get the Sampler's truck"-- a new volunteer had spoken--"there won't be any kick about it." Another suggestion, still another.

Soon men began to radiate, each on a mission.

The word passed down the street.

More loiterers--a silver miner spends a great part of his leisure time in simply watching the crowd go by--hurried to join the excited throng.