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Title: "Quad's odds";
Year: 1875 (1870s)
Authors: Quad, M., 1842-1924
Subjects: American wit and humor
Publisher: Detroit, R. D. S. Tyler & Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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ization that womenand children were sometimes spoken of or dreamed about,but never seen. Without the least warning the cry of a child arose onthe midnight air, penetrated the huts, and the sleeping menawoke and wondered if they had heard aright. Theysprang up, rushed out, and found that there actually wasa child in camp. At an early hour in the morning Big Ben Raynor andthree or four men had departed for a gulch a dozen milesaway to purchase supplies, and this was the party, safelyreturned, which had the boy in charge, for the child was aboy—a handsome little fellow about four years old. Theyhad found him on the trail beside a dead man—a grizzlyold miner who was apparently coming up to the Diggings,but whose strength gave out when five miles distant. Ourmen tried to solve the mystery, but there wasnt a scrap ofwriting about the dead man to establish his identity, andthe boy had but one answer to all inquiries: Im Jacks boy! He wouldnt say a word about father or mother, brother 104
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/ TAKE ME TO JACK. 105 or sister, and was too young to realize the mystery of death.He thought the dead man had fallen asleep, and waspatiently waiting for him to awake. Our men buried thecorpse as well as they could, picked up the boy and cameon, and in five minutes after they entered the Diggingsevery man on the side-hill was out to look upon the boyand become excited over his arrival. It was a strange fix for a mining town—to have a pale-faced innocent child suddenly thrown into the arms of menwho would as quick thought of buying a canary bird. Thechild was tired and sleepy, and fell asleep with all thecrowd around him and some of the men touching his faceand hair to see if he was alive or stuffed. Big Ben had carried the boy from where the dead manwas found, and he wouldnt give him up to any of us. Heplaced the child on his own blanket, cleared the cabin, andwe had to wait until daylight before curiosity was furthergratified. The men gathered in groups and talked thebalance of t

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