allee same. Last Hope. Me savee," and trotted
off in a celestial flutter.
Dolores felt keenly the disgrace that was about
to fall upon her mother's husband. " I cannot
accuse him," she thought, " Let Captain Jim do
" Does Kelvyn know anything about the Boss
Claim ? " Banatyne inquired of his daughter.
" He and I were among the prospectors who
located it. Where is your ' Last Hope' mine
located ?" she asked, leaning a little heavier upon
" Why, up there in Amador County, between
Gold Gulch and Hangtown," explained her father^
pointing as if it Avas just across the street, and
he fumbled at his pocket, took out the telegram,
and read it again. " This fool thing says it be¬
longs to ' no man.' Who does it belong to then ? "
he asked Avith a puzzled look, and replacing the
dispatch in his pocket when his daughter's ansv/er
arrested his action.
" Possibly to a Avoman," she said calmly, as she
started to go, then turned, and said again: " But
send for Captain Jim. He will tell you all," and
left the room Avith Tricksie, while Banatyne re¬
peated, in a puzzled, mystified Avay: " To a
Avoman? to aAvoman? Hoav's that going to help
me?" His obtuseness, as thick as a stone Avail,
as usual, prevented his taking the hint.
Tricksie felt confident that her idea was the
correct one. She could only look upon any
episode involving a handsome young man and a
beautiful young girl in the light of a love romance.