Digging for Gold. Horatio Alger Jr.

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      “Good-morning, Grant,” said the young man. “What brings you to Crestville so early?”

      “I came to see you, Mr. Heywood.”

      “You did? Well, I’m glad to see you. Won’t you come into the house?”

      “No, I’ll sit down here,” and Grant took a seat on a wood horse, while Heywood leaned against the well curb, and waited for his young visitor to open his business.

      “I hear you have been very lucky in California, Mr. Heywood.”

      “Yes,” answered the young man, with complacency. “I brought home ten thousand dollars. It makes me feel like a rich man. I’m only twenty-nine, and I didn’t look to be worth that sum before I was sixty-nine. A clear gain of forty years!” he added with a laugh.

      “You got it by digging gold, didn’t you?”

      “Yes.”

      “And I suppose there’s more gold in California? You didn’t take it all?”

      “I should say not. There’s piles, and piles of it left.”

      “Is digging gold very hard work? Is it too hard for a boy?”

      “You don’t mean to say you’re thinkin’ of goin’ to California yourself?” said Heywood quickly.

      “Yes, I do.”

      “Well, you’re a good, stout boy. I don’t see why you should not succeed. But you’ll have to work hard.”

      “I am willing to.”

      “What will your folks say?”

      “Mother has given her consent. As for Mr. Tarbox, my step-father, he hasn’t got anything to say about it.”

      “You are working for him now, aren’t you?”

      “Yes, I’m working for my board and clothes. The board is fair enough, but he is not willing to give me any clothes.”

      “That’s a nice suit you have on.”

      “So it is, but I had to buy it with my own money. He hasn’t spent but ten dollars for my clothing in a whole year.”

      “I’ve heard he was a mean man.”

      “He thinks everything of a dollar. Mother made a great mistake in marrying him.”

      “Then, under the circumstances, Grant, I don’t know as I blame you. But, you know, it takes money to go to California.”

      “I know that. How much did it cost you?”

      “I went across the plains. By the time I reached the mines I had spent about ninety dollars.”

      “Ninety dollars!” repeated Grant in a tone of satisfaction. “But how am I to go, even if I have the money. I can’t start across the plains alone.”

      “No, of course not. It’s always better to have a little company. There’s a family goin’ from this town in about a week – Mr. Cooper’s family. I am sure they will be willing to have you go with them. Shall I speak to them about it?”

      “Yes, I wish you would.”

      Much pleased, Grant set out on his long walk home. He found his step-father furious at his absence.

      “Where have you been, Grant?” he demanded.

      “Over to Crestville.”

      “You’ve taken ’most a day of my time. It’s a shame! I can’t afford to take care of you, and give you victuals and clothes, when you’re playin’ truant half the time.”

      “I don’t expect you to, Mr. Tarbox. I don’t want you to lose money by me,” said Grant demurely, “so I’ve made up my mind to leave you.”

      “To leave me?” ejaculated Seth Tarbox, aghast. “Where are you goin’?”

      “I’m going to California!”

      Seth Tarbox dropped the hoe he had in his hand, and stared at Grant as though the boy had taken leave of his senses.

      CHAPTER VIII

      ALL IS SETTLED

      “Goin’ to Californy!” ejaculated Mr. Tarbox in a dazed tone.

      “Yes. I’ve seen John Heywood – that’s what I went to Crestville for – and he tells me there’s a chance for a boy to make money out there.”

      “Goin’ to walk, I s’pose,” said Seth satirically.

      “I’m going across the plains, if that’s what you mean.”

      “Where are you goin’ to get the money? It will cost a good deal.”

      “I have made arrangements about the money.”

      “Is John Heywood goin’ to supply you with funds?”

      “I’d rather not tell,” answered Grant mysteriously. He was glad that this idea had occurred to his step-father, as he did not wish him to know that he had any funds of his own.

      “I don’t know as I’ll let you go,” went on Seth Tarbox slowly.

      “What right have you to stop me?” demanded Grant, not very much alarmed.

      “I’m your step-father.”

      “Yes; but you’re not my guardian.”

      “Mind, I don’t say I’ll stop you,” said Seth, for an idea had occurred to him whereby he might turn the expedition to his own advantage. Should Grant bring back a good sum of money, he meant to get control of it, and thought he should succeed on account of the boy’s being so young.

      “No, Mr. Tarbox, it wouldn’t be any use.”

      “Does John Heywood really think you can make it pay?”

      “He says there’s piles of gold there.”

      “Piles of gold!” repeated Seth Tarbox, an expression of greed stealing over his face.

      “Yes, that’s what he said.”

      “I wish I was a young man. I ain’t sure but I’d go myself. But I’m sixty-eight.”

      “That’s a little too old to go.”

      “If you are prosperous, Grant, take care of your money and bring it all home. We’ll be glad to see you back safe and prosperous, your mother and me.”

      “Thank you, Mr. Tarbox.”

      This conversation relieved Grant’s mind. Even if Mr. Tarbox were opposed to his going, he meant to go all the same, but it was pleasanter to have no trouble in the matter.

      The next day he went to Crestville again, this time to see СКАЧАТЬ