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sigh. "Oh, I do hope we can locate that lost mine!" "We all hope that!" said Dave. "Indeed, we do!" cried Phil. "We've just got to do it," he added, enthusiastically. Now that he had made up his mind to undertake the expedition, old Tom Dillon brightened up wonderfully, and to the boys he appeared ten years younger than when they had first met him. He was a fatherly kind of a man, and the more they saw of him the better they liked him. He selected the outfit with care, securing five good horses--one for each of them and an extra animal for the camp stuff, and other things they were to take along. In a place like Butte, where Tom Dillon was so well known, it soon became noised around that he was going on a prospecting tour. Some asked him where he was going, but he merely replied that he was going along with his young friends to show them the mining districts. "It won't do to let 'em know we are going to look for a mine," he explained, in private. "If we did that, we'd have a crowd at our heels in no time." The news concerning the expedition reached the ears of Sol Blugg and his cronies, and this, coupled with the sudden departure of Abe Blower, set that crowd to wondering what was up. "Maybe it's another gold strike," suggested Larry Jaley. "It might be," said the fellow called Staver. "If I thought it was a gold strike I'd follow 'em," announced Sol Blugg. "Tom Dillon allers was a good one at strikes, an' so was Abe Blower. They know enough to keep away from anything thet looks like a wildcat. I'm a-goin' to look into this," he concluded. And after that the Blugg crowd kept close watch on Dave and his friends. The departure was made from Butte about noon of the next day. It was clear and warm, with a gentle breeze blowing from the west. "We might have taken a train for the first forty miles," remarked Tom Dillon. "But it wouldn't have helped us a great deal, for we'd have to side-track for ten miles. We'll go the old way--the way we went afore there was any railroads." "There must be a lot of mines in Montana," remarked Phil, as they rode out of Butte. "Somebody told me there had been over fifteen thousand minin' claims staked and recorded," answered the old miner. "O' course, lots of 'em ain't never been developed. But a good many of 'em have." "They must produce a lot of gold," said Dave. "Yes, lad, the output runs up into the millions every year. Oh, a good mine is a bonanza!" adde
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