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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"The Story of a Mine"

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Then the lesser and the greater scamp looked at each other, and for a
moment or two felt a warm, sympathetic, friendly emotion for each other,
and quietly shook hands.
Depend upon it there is a great deal more kindly human sympathy between
two openly-confessed scamps than there is in that calm, respectable
recognition that you and I, dear reader, exhibit when we happen to
oppose each other with our respective virtues.
"And ye'll get the appale?"
"I will."
And he DID! And by a singular coincidence got the District Attorneyship
also. And with a deed for one half of the "Red-Rock Rancho" in his
pocket, sent a brother lawyer in court to appear for his client, the
United States, as against HIMSELF, Roscommon, Garcia, et al. Wild
horses could not have torn him from this noble resolution. There is an
indescribable delicacy in the legal profession which we literary folk
ought to imitate.
The United States lost! Which meant ruin and destruction to the "Blue
Mass Company," who had bought from a paternal and beneficent Government
lands which didn't belong to it.


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