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Show 3. Dream Mine cabin on his way home. When he came in sight of i t and sax? the old horse s t i ll t i ed and hitched to the wagon, he began to run. He knocked on the door of the cabin, but got no answer. Throxiing his pack on the ground he headed doxmhill to the Dream Mine. As he ian he called, "Hello, hello. Anyone here?" He heard a strange animal-like reply. Slowing doxm, turning his head in every direction, he t r i e d to figure out what i t vias and where i t xaas coming from? He'd awakened the baby in the cabin and i t s lonely crying in the gathering dusk scared him more than if he'd heard the howling of a bobcat. A hundred yards away from the mine he stopped-looked cautiously around. They had to be in there. The xiheel-barrow they used to haul the gravel out of the mine x-jas missing,t_jr:their rocker s t i l l had gravel on i t ' s plate and the ruffle hadn't been cleaned of i t s gold dust. Bill xsalked slox^ly over to the entrance of the mine. Cupping his hands around his mouth and leaning into the damp blackness of the timbered-up tunnel he called, "Hello, hello in there? Are you a l l right?" No one ansxjered. He, wentcrrr^into the mine; the sound of the running water from the river and the high screaming of the baby from the cabin became fainter; the a i r became colder and |
