H. De Vere Stacpoole

H. De Vere Stacpoole

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Portrait of H. De Vere Stacpoole H. De Vere Stacpoole Signed and Witnessed (1926)

I sleep best in the open, but I couldn't sleep a wink thinking of the spending I'd seen all day and the sure certainty of a gold famine. It's dead sure to come and then they'll be catching old-timers like myself and putting us through the third degree to find out where the gold mines have hid themselves. Search me, I don't know where they are. I've raked the whole world for metals, but I don't know where they are; they ain't there. But I could tell them where silver is, and, mark you, the time for silver is coming.
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Portrait of H. De Vere Stacpoole H. De Vere Stacpoole Signed and Witnessed (1926)

One could do smelting in the cañon, but what bothered me was the getting the bar silver down to St. Miguel Bay, till I remembered the existence of mules. It was the country of mules; they were the railways and omnibuses of the place, cheap transport and lots of it. I was putting up a hymn of praise to the man who invented the breeding of mules when I heard Billy, who was prospecting along the cliff, let out a swear as if a wasp had stung him.
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