VOLUME YII. WASHINGTON CITY>, D. G., AUGUST 5,1877. NUMBER 23: t i "The mountain mother is in travail with edge of the crag and looked over. "It is into Concho's protuberant eye, opened his if ye'll git from'em the score I've got agin THE CAPITAL, it.1' . Concho, the imbecile," said Pedro, con- mouth and gazed at tho swollen tongue, 'em, darlint, I'll add a blessing to it." PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY " Are you i-ure that your comrades have temptuously. and then suddenly rose to his feet. There WHS a laugh at this from the by- THE CAPITAL PUBLISHING COMPANY, not taken possession of the mountain mo- "But if he should not be alone, or if he " Tear down those notices, boys, but koep standers, who, somehow, resented tho in- ther?" should waken ?" them. Put up yourown. Don't be alarmed, trusion of these strangers. 027 D street, Washington, D. C. "As how?" " I will watch and wait. Go you and aiiix you will not be interfered with, for here is " I fear you wil I find it no laughing mat- DONN PIATT, . ... EDITOR. " By claiming its disoovery under the the notification." ijiurder added to robbory." ter, gentlemen," said Dr. Guild, a little TERMS : Per year, (including postage,) $2.50; six mining laws, or by preemption ?" Wiles disappeared. Pedro began to creep " Murder!" stiffly, " when I tell you that a murder has months, $1.50; three months, 75 cents—in advance. " They shall not." down the face of the rocky ledge, supporting "Yes," said the Doctor,excitedly, "I'll been committed, and the men I am seeking Single copies, 5 cents. " But how will you, single-handed, fight himself by chemisal and brush-weod. take my oath on any inquest that this man within an hour of that murder put up that CLUBS : Ten copies to one address, $20 In advance, the. four; for I doubt not your scientific The next moment Pedro stood beside the was strangled to death. He was surprised notice signed by their names," and Dr, with one copy free. Twenty copies to one address, $35 friend has a hand in it ?" unconscious man. Then he looked cau- while asleep. Look here." He pointed to Guild displayed the paper. in advance, with one copy free. " I will fight." tiously around. The figure of hiBoompanion therevolverstillin Concho's stiffening hand, There was a breathless silence among the "Yes, my Concho, but suppose I take the was lost in the shadow of the rocks above ; which the murdered man had instantly crowd aB they eagerly pressed around the fight off your hands. Now, here's a propo- only a slight crackle of brush betrayed his cocked, but could not use in the struggle. Doctor. Only Roscommon kept on wiping sition: I will get half a dozen Americanos whereabouts. Suddenly Pedro flung his "That's so," said the President, "no man his counter. The Story of a Mine. to go in with you. You will have to get serapi over the sleeper's head, and then goes to sleep with a cooked revolver. What's "You will observe, gentlemen, that the money to work the mine—you will noed threw his powerful frame and tremendous to be done ?" . name of Roscommon also appearson this funds. You, shall share half with them. weight full upon Concho's upturned face, "Everything," said the Doctor. "This paper as one of the original locators." They will take tho risk, raise the money while his strong arms clasped the blanket- deed was committed within the last two "And sure, darlint," said Roscommon, WRITTEN FOB THE CAPITAI, and protect you." pinioned limbs of his victim. There was a hours; the body is still warm. The mur- without looking up, "if ye've no better ivi- "I see," said Concho, nodding his head momentary upheaval, a spasm and a strug- derer did not come our way, or we should dince agin them boys then you have for- BY BRET HARTE. and winking his eyes rapidly. " Bueno."' gle ; but the tightly-rolled blanket clung to have met him on the trail. He is, if any- ninstme, it's home ye'd bother be riding to the unfortunate man like cerements. " I will return in ten minutes," said the where, between here and Tret Piuos. wanBt. For it'B meself as hasn't sturred fut [Copyright, 1877.] Doctor, taking his hat. There was no noise, no outcry, no sound " Gentlemen," said the President with a Out of the store the day and nolght—more He was as good as his word* In ten min- of struggle. There was nothing to be seen slight preparatory and half-judicial cough, betoken as tho boys I've sarved kin tes- utes lie returned with six original locaters, but the peuceful, prostrate figures Of the two " two of you will stay here and stick! The tify." a board of directors, a president, secretary men darkly outlined on the leage. They others will follow me to Tres Piuos. The "That's so, Ross' right," chorused the CHAPTER III. and u deed of incorporation of the " Blue might have been sleeping in each others law has been outraged. You understand crowd, " Wo've been running the olfl man WHO CLAIMED IT. Mass Quicksilver Mining Co." ThiB-latter arms. In the black silence the stealthy the Court !" all night." The fog bad already closed In on Mon- was a delicate oompliment to the Doctor, tread of Wiles in the bush above was dis- terey and was now rolling, a white, billowy By some odd influence the little group of "Then how comes your name on this pa- who was popular. The President added to tinctly audible. aea above, that soon shut out the blue half-cynical, half-trifling and wholly reck- per?" these necessary articles a revolver. Gradually the struggles grew fainter. breakers below. Once or twice in descond- less men had beoome suddenly sober, "O, inurdher! will ye listin to him, boys. Then a whisper from the crags: ing the mountain Concho had overhung the "Take it," he said, handing over the earnest citizens. They said, "Go on," AB if every felly that owed me a whisky bill cliff and look«d down upon the curving weapon to Concho, "take it; my horse is " I can't see you. What are you doing ?" nodded their heads and betook themselves didn't oome to me and say, 'Ah, Misther horse-shoe of a bay below him—distant yet Outside; take that, ride like h—1 and hang "Watching!" to their horses. Roscommon,' or *Molke,'as the case moight many miles. Earlier in the afternoon he on until we come!" "Sleeps he?" "Had W9 not better wait for the inquest be, sure it's in illlgant sthrike I've made had seen the gilt cross on the white-faced In another moment Concho was in the "He sleeps!" and sw^ar out a warrant?" said the Secre- this day, and it's meself that has put down Mission flare in the sunlight, but now all saddle. Then the mining director lapsed "Soundly?" tary, cautiously. your name as an original locater, and yer was gone. By the time he reached the high- into the physician. " Soundly." "How many men have we?" fortune's made, Mr. Roscommon, and will way of the town It was quite dark, and he "I hardly know," said Dr. Guild doubt- "After the manner of the dead?" " Five!" , yer fill me up another quart fbr the good plunged into the first Fonda at the way- fully, " if in your present condition you "After the fashibn of the dead!" "Then," said the President, summing luck betune you and me. Ah, but ask Jack side, and endeavored to forget his woes and ought to travel. You have just taken a The last tremor had ceased. Pedro rose up the Revised Statutes of the State of Cali- Brown over yan If it isn't siok that I am of his weariness in aguardiente. But Concho's powerful medicine," and the Doctor looked as Wiles descended. fornia in one strong Bentence; " then we his original locations." head ached, and his back ached, and hypocritically concerned. "All is ready," said Wiles; "you are a don't want no d d warrant." The laugh that followed this speech, and be was so generally distressed that "Ah — the devil!" laughed Concho, witness of my placing the notifications ?" Ha practical applications,convinced the party he bethought haua of a medico—an Ameri- "what is the quicksilver that is in to that "lama witness.". CHAPTER V. that they had blundered, that they could can doctor—lately-come into the town, who which is out t Hoopa la! Mula!" and with "But of this one?" pointing to Concho. •WHO HAD A LIEN ON IT. obtain no due to the real culpritB here, and had once treated Concho and his mule a clatter of hoofs and jingle of spurs, he was " Shall we leave him here?" It was high noon at Tres Piuos. The that any attempt by threats would meet vio- with apparently the same medicine, presently lost in the darkness. "A drunken imbecile—why not?" three pines from which it gained its name, lent opposition. Nevertheless the Doctor and after the same heroic fashion. Con- " You were none too soon, gentlemen," Wiles turned his left eye on the speaker. in the dusty road and hot air, seemed to was persistent! cho reasoned, mot illogicaily, that if he said the American Alcalde, as he drew up They chanced to be standing nearly in the smoke (com their balsamic spires.