Jim put on his hat with a certain jaunty air of importance, and taking
the grave little man on his arm, with the new-made doll and the pup for
company, he followed, where Keno had just disappeared from view, down
the slope.

A moment later the town was in sight, and groups of flannel-shirted,
dusty-booted, slouchily attired citizens were discernible coming out of
buildings everywhere.

Running up the hill again, puffing with added explosiveness, Keno could
hardly contain his excitement.

"I've told em!" he panted. "They know he's alive and smart as mustard!"




CHAPTER IV

PLANNING A NEW CELEBRATION

The cream, as it were, of the population of the mining-camp were ready
to receive the group from up on the hill. There were nearly twenty men
in the delegation, representing every shade of inelegance. Indeed,
they demonstrated beyond all argument that the ways of looking rough
and unkempt are infinite. There were tall and short who were rough,
bearded and shaved who were rougher, and washed and unwashed who were
roughest. And there were still many denizens of Borealis not then on
exhibition.