"But don't you-all come squealing if I take twenty or thirty thousand out of it." Johnny grinned cheerfully.
"Gimme the tobacco," he said.
"Wish I'd staked alongside," Long Jim murmured plaintively.
"It ain't too late," Daylight replied.
"But it's a twenty-mile walk there and back." "I'll stake it for you to-morrow when I go up," Daylight offered.
"Then you do the same as Johnny.

Get the fees from Tim Logan.

He's tending bar in the Sourdough, and he'll lend it to me.

Then fill in your own name, transfer to me, and turn the papers over to Tim." "Me, too," chimed in the third old-timer.
And for three pounds of Star plug chewing tobacco, Daylight bought outright three five-hundred-foot claims on Bonanza.

He could still stake another claim in his own name, the others being merely transfers.
"Must say you're almighty brash with your chewin' tobacco," Long Jim grinned.