You can put the horse in Musgrave's stable yonder." Then, while Devine laughed softly, Weston strode up to the veranda and thrust a heavy bag into the storekeeper's hand.
"Get a light," he said, "and look at them." It was ten minutes later when they sat around a little table in the back store, which smelt unpleasantly of salt pork and coffee.

A big kerosene lamp hung above their heads, and the storekeeper gazed with almost incredulous eyes at the litter of broken stones in front of him.
"Oh, yes," he said, "it's high-grade milling ore.

You'll say nothing to the boys, and get your record in to-morrow.

Then what's your program ?" "I'll go on to Vancouver and see about getting a well-known mining man to go up and certify my statements," said Weston.

"Then I'll try to raise sufficient money to make a start with.