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+    <title>The Trail Of The Badger, by Sidford F. Hamp.</title>
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+
+    <h2>Excerpt from The Trail Of The Badger, by Sidford F. Hamp.</h2>
+    <h3>As taken from <a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/files/43989/43989-h/43989-h.htm">Project Gutenberg</a></h3>
+
+<p>As it was against the rule, laid down by Uncle Tom himself, for any one
+to disturb me at my studies, I naturally looked up from my books to
+ascertain the cause of the intrusion, when, with a cigar in his mouth
+and his hands in his pockets, he came bulging in, half filling the
+little room.</p>
+
+<p>That there was something unusual in the wind I felt sure, and my
+guardian's first act went far to confirm my suspicion, for, removing one
+hand from his pocket, he quietly reached forward and with his finger
+tilted my book shut.</p>
+
+<p>"Put 'em away," said he. "You won't need them for a month or more."</p>
+
+<p>As the fall term of school was then in full swing, this declaration was
+a good deal of a surprise to me, as any one will suppose, and doubtless
+I showed as much in my face.</p>
+
+<p>"I have a scheme in my head, Frank," said he, with a knowing wag of that
+member, in reply to my look of inquiry.</p>
+
+<p>"I know <i>that</i>," I replied, laughing; for there<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> never was a moment when
+Uncle Tom had not a scheme in his head of one sort or another.</p>
+
+<p>"You spider-legged young reptile!" cried he, with perfect good humor,
+but at the same time shaking a threatening finger at me. "Don't you dare
+to laugh at my schemes; especially this one. For this is a brand-new
+idea, and a very important one&mdash;to you. I'm leaving to-morrow night for
+Colorado."</p>
+
+<p>"Are you?" I cried, a good deal surprised by this sudden announcement.
+"When did you decide upon that?"</p>
+
+<p>"To-day. I got a letter this afternoon from my friend, Sam Warren, the
+assayer, written from Mosby&mdash;if you know where that is."</p>
+
+<p>I shook my head.</p>
+
+<p>"I didn't suppose you did," remarked Uncle Tom. "It is a new mining camp
+on one of the spurs of Mescalero Mountain in Colorado, and in the
+opinion of Sam Warren&mdash;my old schoolmate, you know&mdash;it has a great
+future before it. So he has written me that if I have the time to spare
+I had better come out and take a look at it."</p>
+
+<p>Uncle Tom's business was that of a mining promoter, the middle man
+between the prospector and the capitalist, a business in which<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> his
+ability and his honorable methods had gained for him an enviable
+reputation.</p>
+
+<p>"So you have decided to go out, have you?" said I.</p>
+
+<p>"Yes," he replied. "I leave to-morrow evening&mdash;and you are coming with
+me."</p>
+
+<p>As may be imagined, I opened my eyes pretty widely at this unfolding of
+the "brand-new idea."</p>
+
+<p>"What do you mean?" I asked.</p>
+
+<p>"Look here, Frank, old chap," said he, seating himself on the edge of
+the table and becoming confidential. "You've stuck to your books very
+well&mdash;if anything, too well. Now, I've had my eye on you ever since the
+hot weather last summer, and it strikes me you need a change&mdash;you are
+too pale and altogether too thin."</p>
+
+<p>Being fat and "comfortable" himself, Uncle Tom was disposed to regard
+with pity any one, like myself, whose framework showed through its
+covering.</p>
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