Quickly the blacks were harnessed into the big wagon, hay, rugs, and pillows thrown in, and soon they were excitedly discussing the surprising and delightful discovery, as they jolted along.
It was impossible to drive to the spot, but when they reached the cliff Andy, after a hurried examination, declared that it was a real vein of gold.
“I knew there was gold in this country, but I didn’t know where to look for it,” commented the millionaire. And on their return he related numerous experiences he and his agents had had prospecting.
Arrived at the cabin, they found Petersen, who lost no time in declaring that Hall, Perkins, and Simmons were the ones who had tried to blow up the dam.
“Sure you weren’t there too?” demanded Mr. Hopkins.
“Yes, sir. I’m good now. I prove by catching Hall, Perkins, and Simmons, yes?”
“You certainly will, if you deliver them to the sheriff at Bradley,” declared Andy.
“Good. I do it.” And he galloped away.
“When can we begin mining?” asked Ted.
“After the harvest. The gold will keep, but your crops won’t,” smiled the millionaire.