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Show 41 Chapter Six A chill wind stirred down from the mountains. By now Josh hurt all over, and he could hardly keep his eyes open. The pack straps were eating into his shoulders, and he felt like he could barely lift one foot after the other. But he wouldn't give Cap Mullins the satisfaction of asking to quit. As long as he could stumble on, he would. They were far into the hills now, up Quartz Canyon. The moon was still in the sky, but dropping lower now. As they stopped for a breather, Cap pointed to the yellow mine dumps shining bright in the moonlight against the darker hillsides. This was where the useless or low-grade ore was dumped as the tunnels were bored into the mountains during the mining days. "See that? That's the Lucky Lady," Cap explained as he pointed out one particularly huge dump on the mountainside. "My pop says in the old days they took twenty million dollars gold outa that one mine. 'Course it's like a honeycomb in there with tunnels all through the mountain." "Twenty million dollars i" Josh whistled. He leaned back with a groan and fought to keep his eyes open. "Pop says there oughta be at least one million left in the creek for him to find someday." "You think he will? Find a big strike, I mean." Cap plucked a twig from a nearby bush and chewed on it a long |