re,
and would prove in the end of infinitely more value to him than any
settlement of the mere mining claims at issue. For several hours he
had been below in the tunnel of the "Little Yankee," measuring
distances, and sampling the grade of ore. All the afternoon and much
of the early night had been utilized in a careful exploration of the
surface ledges; creeping in, under protection of the low-growing
cedars, as closely as a vigilant rifle-guard would permit, to the great
ore dump of the busy "Independence"; diligently studying their system
of labor, and slowly crystallizing into shape his later plan of action.
He was already morally convinced that the Farnham people were actively
engaged in stealing the "Little Yankee" ore; that they were running
their tunnel along the lead of the latter; that they were doing this
systematically, and fully conscious of the danger of discovery. His
lines of survey, the nature of the ore bodies, the muffled sound of
picks, plainly discernible in the silent breast of the "Little Yankee"
while he lay listening with ear to the rock, as well as the close
secrecy, all combined to convince him fully of the fact. Yet such
vague suspicions were perfectly useless. He must have absolute,
convincing proof, and such proof could be obtained nowhere excepting at
the bottom of the "Independence" shaft.

He talked over the situation frankly with the two partners in the
little single-roomed cabin perched on the cliff edge, while the
obedient though grumbling Mike, rifle in hand, sat solemnly on the dump
pile without. Little by little the three conspirators worked out a
fairly feasible plan. There were numerous chances for failure in it,
yet the very recklessness of the conception was an advantage. Winston,
his face darkened as a slight disguise, and dressed in the rough
garments of a typical miner, was to hide beside the footpath leading
between the "Independence" bunk-house and the shaft. Should one of the
men chance to loiter behind the others when the working shift changed
at midnight, Brown was to attend to him silently, relying entirely upon
his giant strength to prevent alarm, while Winston was promptly to take
the vacated place among the descending workmen. By some grim fate this
crudely devised scheme worked like a well-oiled piece of machinery. A
sleepy-headed lout, endeavoring to draw on his coat as he ran blindly
after the others, stumbled in the rocky path and fell heavily. Almos