The Lost Cabin Mine, As A Name, Is Familiar To Many But The True Story Of That Mine There Is No Man Who Knows Of That I Am Positive Because Dead Men Tell No Tales It Was On The Sixth Day Of June, 1900, That I First Heard The Unfinished Story Of The Lost Cabin, The First Half Of The Story I May Call It, For The Story Is All Finished Now, And In The Second Half I Was Destined To Play A Part Of The Date I Am Certain Because I Verified It Only The Other Day When I Came By Accident Upon A Pile Of Letters, Tied With Red Silk Ribbon And Bearing A Tag Letters From Francis These Were The Letters I Sent To My Mother During My Odyssey And One Of Them, Bearing The Date Of The Day Succeeding That I Have Named, Contained An Account, Toned Down Very Considerably, As I Had Thought Necessary For Her Sensitive And Retired Heart, Of The Previous Day S Doings, With An Outline Of The Strange Tale Heard That Day That Nothing Was Mentioned In The Epistle Of The Doings Of That Night, You Will Be Scarcely Astonished When You Read Of Them I Was Sitting Alone On The Rear Verandah Of The Laughlin Hotel, Baker City, Watching The Cicadi Hopping About On The Sun Scorched Flats, Now And Again Raising My Eyes To The Great, Confronting Mountain, The Lower Trees Of Which Seemed As Though Trembling, Seen Through The Heat Haze While Away Above, The White Wedge Of The Glacier, Near The Summit, Glistened Dry And Clear Like Salt In The Midst Of The High Blue Rocks The Landlord, A Thin, Quick Moving Man With A Furtive Air, A Straggling Apology For A Moustache, And Tiny Eyes That Seemed Ever On The Alert, Came Shuffling Out To The Verandah, Hanging Up There, To A Hook In The Projecting Roof, A Parrot S Cage Which He Carried.
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- 312 pages
- The Lost Cabin Mine
- Frederick Niven
- 28 June 2018 Frederick Niven