perior to their new residence.
Yet his former experience enabled him the better to accommodate himself to
the way of living at Oreville.

For a month the two friends worked steadily at their claim, which Ashton
had finally given them. They made little. In fact, it was with difficulty
that they made expenses.

"It will be a long time before we make our pile, Ernest," said Luke one
evening, as he sat in front of his cabin smoking.

"Yes, Luke, things don't look very promising," replied Ernest gravely.

"If it weren't for my pipe I should feel blue."

"That is where you have the advantage of me, Luke."

"You have the same chance that I have. I have an extra pipe. Won't you
take a smoke?"

Ernest shook his head.

"I think I'm better off without it."

"Perhaps you're right, lad. I remember my poor father warned me against
smoking. The question is, how long we'd better keep at it."

"Is there anything else, Luke?"

"Well, no; not here."

"And we haven't money enough to get away."

Just then a tall man with reddish hair strode across the field to their
cabin.

"Good-evening, neighbors," he said. "How are you making out?"

"Not over well," answered Luke.

"There's a difference in claims. You've got a poor one."

"Probably you are right."

"There's been considerable gold-dust gathered in Oreville within six
months. I have been one of the lucky ones."

"Indeed! I am glad of it."

"Yes; I found a nugget two months since that I sold for two thousand
dollars. I have made five thousand within a year."

"You've been in luck. I wish the boy and I could be as successful."

"The claim is not good enough to support two. Why not let the boy find
something else?"

"You wouldn't have me freeze him out?" said Luke in a tone of
displeasure.

"No, but suppose I find something for him to do? What then?"

"That's a different matter. Have you an extra claim?"

"Yes; but that isn't what I offer him. I have a plan in which he can help
me."

"What is it?"

"All our supplies come from Sacramento. What we need is a retail store in
Oreville--a general store for the sale of almost everything that miners
need."

"It would be a good plan to open one," said Luke approvingly.

"Now, you must know that I am an old storekeeper. I had for years a store
about twenty miles from Boston. I succeeded fairly with it, but my health
gave out. The doctor told me I must not be so confined--that I needed
out-of-door exercise. So I