“Benjamin,” said Aunt Sally, still looking at him over her spectacles, “it is not a slight difference of opinion; it’s a vehy wide one, indeed. If yo’ had a hundred thousand dollars to-day, suh, yo’d be grub-stakin’ all the pesky mines in the mountains around Gold Bluff; yo’ know yo’ would. There are times, suh, when it’s necessary fo’ me to put my foot down, and I ain’t goin’ to neglect my duty any longer. Mr. Gilder has got to know the true situation, and if he has no mo’ sense than to go on givin’ yo’ money to dig a worthless hole in the earth, why, I’ll wash my hands of him, and have the consolation of knowin’ that I told him befo’ hand what he might expect.” Vance would have been amused, had he not observed the pained expression on Louise’s face and the evident discomfiture of Colonel Bonifield. In reality, it was an opportune time for him to make an observation that he had long wanted understood between the Colonel and himself, and therefore he said:
“I am highly honored, Miss Bonifield, by your advice. Your brother, the Colonel, has been very enthusiastic in regard to Gray Rocks.”
“Don’t I know it?” interrupted Aunt Sally. “Haven’t I told him he was makin a fool of hisself?”
“Well,” continued Vance, “I will not go quite so far in my remarks as that, but I will say this—that it would please me very much to have the Colonel’s assurance that if he fails to find the wealth he has been looking for so many years when the 500 foot level is reached, that he will abandon work on Gray Rocks and accept certain offers of a pecuniary nature in the east, which I have in mind.”
“Well, if I knew,” replied Aunt Sally, “that there was to be an end to this thing, I’d have mo’ patience in waitin’ but my land! he no sooner gets to one level than he wants to push on to the next hund’ed foot level, and goodness gracious! there’s no end to it! Why, if Benjamin had his way, and his life was spared long enough, I ‘low he’d have a hole clear through the earth!”
The Colonel was noticeably disturbed. He had risen and was walking back and forth in a nervous, yet dignified way.
“Yo’r request, Mr. Gilder,” he finally said, “shall be complied with, suh, and in complyin’ with it, I hope that I also pacify my sister. I give yo’ my word of honor, suh, that when the 500 foot level is reached, and we have cross-cut into the vein of wealth that I feel positive, yes, suh, positive, is waitin’ to be brought to the light of day—if, I say, we should again be disappointed, then I am ready to give up my labors on Gray Rocks; yes suh, give up my life’s work. Of course, suh, yo’ cannot undehstand and perhaps neveh will, the magnitude of this promise.” There were tears in the Colonel’s voice, as well as in his eyes, when he ceased speaking.
“Thank the Lord!” exclaimed Aunt Sally, as she raised her hands in an attitude of supplication and thanksgiving. “I feel now there’s goin’ to be an end of this tomfoolery, and I’ll not say another word, nary a word, until the 500 foot level is reached.” She turned to Vance as she started to leave the room, and bade him good-evening, and assured him that in her opinion she had accomplished a “mighty sight of good.”
As soon as the door closed behind her, Vance turned to the Colonel and begged him not to take the slightest notice of what his sister had said, for he knew her peculiarities and thought nothing of them. He also thanked him for his promise. Vance’s words seemed to relieve the Colonel greatly, and he became almost himself again before the evening was over, and narrated to Vance with a fair degree of enthusiasm how nicely the pumps and other machinery in the mine were working.
Afterwards Louise favored them with music, and Vance quite forgot himself, so pleasantly was he entertained, until, glancing at his watch, he found it was almost eleven o’clock. Soon after, he took his departure, and with a light heart wended his way to the printing office.