A miner of the Coeur d'Al ne was returning alone on foot, one winter evening, from the town in the gulch to his solitary claim far up on the timbered mountain-side.His nearest way was by an unfrequented road that led to the Dreadnaught, a lofty and now abandoned mine that had struck the vein three thousand feet above the valley, but the ore, being low-grade, could never be made to pay the cost of transportation.He had cached his snow-shoes, going...
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