“I remember the day that Lisbeth Peyton
announced herself promised to Lysander Cox. Along the Americam, where miners outnumbered
women a thousand to one, this was an event of importance. I also remember how Edmond
Jones took the news. The camp expected him to get drunk. He didn’t. He went to
work.”
Todhunter Ballard
brings us this amiable story of a “lazy” dreamer and his Rube Goldberg efforts
to mine with as little effort as possible and the ramifications those schemes
have upon a community.
The story is infused
with mining details but that does not intrude with the amiable drawl of the
story. While not an essential read it’s also not bad at all.
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