"
Burke experienced a thrill of exultation as he looked around him. In the
distance, other carriages were crawling like beetles. A couple of
shanties, newly built on a near-by ridge, glittered like gold in the
sun, and the piles of yellow lumber and the straddle-bugs increased in
number as they left the surveyed land and emerged into the finer tract
which lay as yet unmapped. At noon they stopped and fed their animals,
eating their own food on the ground beside their wagons.
While they rested, Bailey kept his eyes on their backward trail,
watching for his partner, Rivers. "It's about time Jim showed up," he
said, once again.
Burke seemed anxious. "They won't get off the track, will they?"
Bailey laughed at his innocence. "Jim Rivers has located about
seventy-five claims out here this spring. I guess he won't lose his
bearings."
"I'm afraid Blanche'll get nervous."
"Oh, Jim will take care of her. She won't be lonesome, either. He's a
great favorite with the women, always gassin'--Well, this won't feed the
baby," he ended, leaping to his feet.
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