a millionaire of rough-and-ready-第5章

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the　box　beside　the　driver；　the　latter　remarked；　curtly；

〃Ye　gave　me　a　right　smart　skeer；　a　minit　ago；　stranger。〃

〃Ez　how？〃

〃Well；　about　three　years　ago；　I　was　comin'　down　this　yer　grade；　at
just　this　time；　and　sittin'　right　on　that　stone；　in　just　your
attitude；　was　a　man　about　your　build　and　years。　　I　pulled　up　to　let
him　in；　when；　darn　my　skin！　if　he　ever　moved；　but　sorter　looked　at
me　without　speakin'。　　I　called　to　him；　and　he　never　answered；　'cept
with　that　idiotic　stare。　　I　then　let　him　have　my　opinion　of　him；　in
mighty　strong　English；　and　drove　off；　leavin'　him　there。　　The　next
morning；　when　I　came　by　on　the　up…trip；　darn　my　skin！　if　he　wasn't
thar；　but　lyin'　all　of　a　heap　on　the　boulder。　　Jim　drops　down　and
picks　him　up。　　Doctor　Duchesne；　ez　was　along；　allowst　it　was　a
played…out　prospector；　with　a　big　case　of　paralysis；　and　we
expressed　him　through　to　the　County　Hospital；　like　so　much　dead
freight。　　I've　allus　been　kinder　superstitious　about　passin'　that
rock；　and　when　I　saw　you　jist　now；　sittin'　thar；　dazed　like；　with
your　head　down　like　the　other　chap；　it　rather　threw　me　off　my
centre。〃

In　the　inexplicable　and　half…superstitious　uneasiness　that　this
coincidence　awakened　in　Mulrady's　unimaginative　mind；　he　was　almost
on　the　point　of　disclosing　his　good　fortune　to　the　driver；　in　order
to　prove　how　preposterous　was　the　parallel；　but　checked　himself　in
time。

〃Did　you　find　out　who　he　was？〃　broke　in　a　rash　passenger。　　〃Did　you
ever　get　over　it？〃　added　another　unfortunate。

With　a　pause　of　insulting　scorn　at　the　interruption；　the　driver
resumed；　pointedly；　to　Mulrady：　〃The　pint　of　the　whole　thing　was　my
cussin'　a　helpless　man；　ez　could　neither　cuss　back　nor　shoot；　and
then　afterwards　takin'　you　for　his　ghost　layin'　for　me　to　get
even。〃　　He　paused　again；　and　then　added；　carelessly；　〃They　say　he
never　kem　to　enuff　to　let　on　who　he　was　or　whar　he　kem　from；　and　he
was　eventooally　taken　to　a　'Sylum　for　Doddering　Idjits　and　Gin'ral
and　Permiskus　Imbeciles　at　Sacramento。　　I've　heerd　it's　considered
a　first…class　institooshun；　not　only　for　them　ez　is　paralyzed　and
can't　talk；　as　for　them　ez　is　the　reverse　and　is　too　chipper。
Now；〃　he　added；　languidly　turning　for　the　first　time　to　his
miserable　questioners；　〃how　did　YOU　find　it？〃


CHAPTER　II


When　the　news　of　the　discovery　of　gold　in　Mulrady　shaft　was　finally
made　public；　it　created　an　excitement　hitherto　unknown　in　the
history　of　the　country。　　Half　of　Red　Dog　and　all　Rough…and…Ready
were　emptied　upon　the　yellow　hills　surrounding　Mulrady's；　until
their　circling　camp　fires　looked　like　a　besieging　army　that　had
invested　his　peaceful　pastoral　home；　preparatory　to　carrying　it　by
assault。　　Unfortunately　for　them；　they　found　the　various　points　of
vantage　already　garrisoned　with　notices　of　〃preemption〃　for　mining
purposes　in　the　name　of　the　various　members　of　the　Alvarado　family。
This　stroke　of　business　was　due　to　Mrs。　Mulrady；　as　a　means　of
mollifying　the　conscientious　scruples　of　her　husband　and　of
placating　the　Alvarados；　in　view　of　some　remote　contingency。　　It　is
but　fair　to　say　that　this　degradation　of　his　father's　Castilian
principles　was　opposed　by　Don　Caesar。　　〃You　needn't　work　them
yourself；　but　sell　out　to　them　that　will；　it's　the　only　way　to　keep
the　prospectors　from　taking　it　without　paying　for　it　at　all；〃
argued　Mrs。　Mulrady。　　Don　Caesar　finally　assented；　perhaps　less　to
the　business　arguments　of　Mulrady's　wife　than　to　the　simple
suggestion　of　Mamie's　mother。　　Enough　that　he　realized　a　sum　in
money　for　a　few　acres　that　exceeded　the　last　ten　years'　income　of
Don　Ramon's　seven　leagues。

Equally　unprecedented　and　extravagant　was　the　realization　of　the
discovery　in　Mulrady's　shaft。　　It　was　alleged　that　a　company；
hastily　formed　in　Sacramento；　paid　him　a　million　of　dollars　down；
leaving　him　still　a　controlling　two…thirds　interest　in　the　mine。
With　an　obstinacy；　however；　that　amounted　almost　to　a　moral
conviction；　he　refused　to　include　the　house　and　potato…patch　in　the
property。　　When　the　company　had　yielded　the　point；　he　declined；
with　equal　tenacity；　to　part　with　it　to　outside　speculators　on　even
the　most　extravagant　offers。　　In　vain　Mrs。　Mulrady　protested；　in
vain　she　pointed　out　to　him　that　the　retention　of　the　evidence　of
his　former　humble　occupation　was　a　green　blot　upon　their　social
escutcheon。

〃If　you　will　keep　the　land；　build　on　it；　and　root　up　the　garden。〃
But　Mulrady　was　adamant。

〃It's　the　only　thing　I　ever　made　myself；　and　got　out　of　the　soil
with　my　own　hands；　it's　the　beginning　of　my　fortune；　and　it　may　be
the　end　of　it。　　Mebbee　I'll　be　glad　enough　to　have　it　to　come　back
to　some　day；　and　be　thankful　for　the　square　meal　I　can　dig　out　of
it。〃

By　repeated　pressure；　however；　Mulrady　yielded　the　compromise　that
a　portion　of　it　should　be　made　into　a　vineyard　and　flower…garden；
and　by　a　suitable　coloring　of　ornament　and　luxury　obliterate　its
vulgar　part。　　Less　successful；　however；　was　that　energetic　woman　in
another　effort　to　mitigate　the　austerities　of　their　earlier　state。
It　occurred　to　her　to　utilize　the　softer　accents　of　Don　Caesar　in
the　pronunciation　of　their　family　name；　and　privately　had　〃Mulrade〃
take　the　place　of　Mulrady　on　her　visiting　card。　　〃It　might　be
Spanish；〃　she　argued　with　her　husband。　　〃Lawyer　Cole　says　most
American　names　are　corrupted；　and　how　do　you　know　that　yours
ain't？〃　　Mulrady；　who　would　not　swear　that　his　ancestors　came　from
Ireland　to　the　Carolinas　in　'98；　was　helpless　to　refute　the
assertion。　　But　the　terrible　Nemesis　of　an　un…Spanish；　American
provincial　speech　avenged　the　orthographical　outrage　at　once。　　When
Mrs。　Mulrady　began　to　be　addressed　orally；　as　well　as　by　letter；　as
〃Mrs。　Mulraid；〃　and　when　simple　amatory　effusions　to　her　daughter
rhymed　with　〃lovely　maid；〃　she　promptly　refused　the　original　vowel。
But　she　fondly　clung　to　the　Spanish　courtesy　which　transformed　her
husband's　baptismal　name；　and　usually　spoke　of　himin　his　absence
as　〃Don　Alvino。〃　　But　in　the　presence　of　his　short；　square　figure；
his　orange　tawny　hair；　his　twinkling　gray　eyes；　and　retrousse　nose；
even　that　dominant　woman　withheld　his　title。　　It　was　currently
reported　at　Red　Dog　that　a　distinguished　foreigner　had　one　day
approached　Mulrady　with　the　formula；　〃I　believe　I　have　the　honor　of
addressing　Don　Alvino　Mulrady？〃　　〃You　kin　bet　your　boots；　stranger；
that's　me；〃　had　returned　that　simple　hidalgo。

Although　Mrs。　Mulrady　would　have　preferred　that　Mamie　should　remain
at　Sacramento　until　she　could　join　her；　preparatory　to　a　trip　to
〃the　States〃　and　Europe；　she　yielded　to　her　daughter's　desire　to
astonish　Rough…and…Ready；　before　she　left；　with　her　new　wardrobe；
and　unfold　in　the　parent　nest　the　delicate　and　painted　wings　with
which　she　was　to　fly　from　them　forever。　　〃I　don't　want　them　to
remember　me　afterwards　in　those　spotted　prints；　ma；　and　like　as　not
say　I　never　had　a　decent　frock　until　I　went　away。〃　　There　was
something　so　like　the　daughter　of　her　mother　in　this　delicate
foresight　that　the　touched　and　gratified　parent　kissed　her；　and
assented。　　The　result　was　gratifying　beyond　her　expectation。　　In
that　few　weeks'　sojourn　at　Sacramento；　the　young　girl　seemed　to
have　adapted　and　assimilated　herself　to　the　latest　modes　of　fashion
with　even　more　than　the　usual　American　girl's　pliancy　and　taste。
Equal　to　all　emergencies　of　style　and　material；　she　seemed　to
supply；　from　some　hitherto　unknown　quality　she　possessed；　the　grace
and　manner　peculiar　to　each。　　Untrammeled　by　tradition；　education；
or　precedent；　she　had　the　Western　girl's　confidence　in　all　things
being　possible；　which　made　them　so　often　probable。　　Mr。　Mulrady
looked　at　his　daughter　with　mingled　sentiments　of　pride　and　awe。
Was　it　possible　that　this　delicate　creature；　so　superior　to　him
that　he　seemed　like　a　degenerate　scion　of　her　remoter　race；　was　his
own　flesh　and　blood？　　Was　she　the　daughter　of　her　mother；　who　even
in　her　remembered　youth　was　never　equipped　like　this？　　If　the
thought　brought　no　pleasure　to　his　simple；　loving　nature；　it　at
least　spared　him　the　pain　of　what　might　have　seemed　ingratitude　in
one　more　akin　to　himself。　　〃The　fact　is；　we　ain't　quite　up　to　her