We, the undersigned, claim four claims of 300 feet each in this silver and gold bearing quartz lead, or lode, extending north and south from this notice, with all its dips, spurs, angles, and variations, together with 50 feet of ground on either side for working the same.
Each of the three signed the paper.
Similar location notices were posted on the individual claims.
Hugh took charge of operations. He hired men, bought tools and supplies, selected the spot for the shaft, and himself tossed out the first shovel of dirt. When operations were under way he turned the management over to his partners and returned to Virginia City.
The business of the firm called him. Incidentally, he wanted to see his week-old nephew, Alexander Hugh McClintock.
He went directly to his brother’s house on A Street. At his knock the door was opened by a young woman. She was dark and slender, and at sight of him her eyes flashed.
“You’re Mr. Hugh McClintock,” she cried.
“Yes. You’re the nurse, I suppose. How is Mollie?”
The face of the young woman held surprises. Mischief bubbled over it for a moment. “Yes, I’m the nurse. Would you like to see—Mrs. McClintock?”
“If I may.”