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The Moon Metal

Chapter 3 THE GRAND TETON MINE

Word Count: 1317    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

rly into the blue eye of Jenny's Lake, lying at the bottom of the profound depression among the mountains called Jackson's Hole. Bracing against one anothe

ed with glaciers, which shine like silver trappings when the morning sun come

made their flesh creep, accustomed though they were to rough scrambling among mountain gorges and on the brows of immense precipices, when they glanced up the face

e, made by piling up rocks, six or seven feet across and three feet in height, bearing evidences of great age, and indicating that the red Indians had, for some unknown purpose, resorted to the summit of this tremendous peak long before the white

end of the basin, and then, as if shrinking from the threatening brows of the Tetons, whose fall would block its progress, makes a détour of one hun

Hole, and pausing upon a commanding eminence, with exclamations of wonder, glanced across the great depression, where lay the shining coils of the Snake River, at the towering forms of the Tetons, whose

antry of the mountains in their morning sun-bath. Curling above one of the wild gorges that cut the lower slopes of the Teton

r exploring party could make a smoke like that. But a word f

l, and the mine

and they did. No time was then lost in communicating with the various governments, and arrangements were quickly perfected whereby, in case the inspection of Dr. Syx's mine and its resources proved satisfactory, America and Europe should unite in adopting the new metal as the basis of

n acres of ground around the mouth of my mine. This was done as soon as I had discovered the metal. The filing of the claim and the subseq

to his words with silent attention, while their horses

was safe from intrusion, and even from idle curiosity, for the reason I have just mentioned. In fact, so exclusive was the attraction of the new gold-fields that I had difficulty in obtaining

enough metal to supply the mints

ut I no longer employ the large

red this question during our preliminary negotiations, but I ask it agai

curious smile, "2500 tons of refined artemisium,

collect such inconceiva

e people have learned to value it, and the

d you arrive at t

be reckoned at the same intrinsic value per ton, but I have considered it preferable to take advantage of the smaller weight of the new metal, which permits us to make coins of the same size as the old ones, but only one-quarter as heavy, by giving to artemisiu

p trail, forded the Snake River, and, skirting the shore of Jenny's Lake, soon found themselves gazing up the headlong slopes and dizzy parapets of the Grand Teton. Dr.

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