Down the Mother Lode by Vivia HemphillDown the Mother Lode by Vivia Hemphill

Down the Mother Lode

byVivia Hemphill

Paperback | October 12, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ... days were often as "Rough and Ready" as the reasons for their being! Most of them spoke, more or less eloquently, for themselves and no man picked by fame in glowing wise from the heterogeneous mass of persons could hope to escape a nickname. A miner was discovered roaming down a river bed minus his nether garments, and lives to this day in the appellation of Shirt Tail canyon. Two men fought. One of them lost an eye in the manner indicated by Gouge Hye. Hundreds of wild geese were wont to gather on a sunny mesa above the river. It made a splendid level town called Wild Goose Flat. The plains were covered with "Antelope." The end gate of a prairie schooner was lost on a hill, and Tail Gate mountain came into being. Humbug Creek panned light with gold. Red Dog, Hangtown, Round Tent Claims, Dry Diggings, Let 'Er Rip, You Bet, Yuba Dam, One Horse Town, and Hell's Delight shriek for themselves, or should! This, then, is the tale of Grizzley Bob, who mined in Snake Gulch at the foot of Bear Mountain. "The bear made straight for me! Old Bull-doze was hangin' onto him below, somewhere, but I dropped my Killer (gun) and grabbed my knife, 'cause I knew if I didn't get in on him with Slasher it was all up with both of us. Bear and I took a tight grip on each other and I hit straight for his heart just as he gave me a swipe in the face. "We both fell, the bear on top, and then I didn't remember anything for awhile. When I woke I felt something heavy on my stomach, but I couldn't see anything for blood." "Hu-ray!" cheered old Solly Jake, thinking the tale was finished. Sick Jimmy, from behind the bar, prodded him goodhumoredly. "Dry up, Soll." "I am dry," whimpered old Soll, "I'm dryer'n before I got drunk!" "Here, then," pushing a bottle across the...
Title:Down the Mother LodeFormat:PaperbackDimensions:26 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.05 inPublished:October 12, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217465633

ISBN - 13:9780217465632