You see, Jack, Uncle Sam don't want to
mix in other folks' troubles. He believes in playing in his own back
yard, but when any one treads on your Uncle's toes, or injures one of
his citizens--then, look out for high voltage shocks."
"You have relieved my mind a whole lot, Mr. Bradley," said Jack
gratefully. "I guess it's as you say. Madero and his crowd wouldn't
want to run the risk of an American invasion."
"You can bet a stack of yaller chips on that, boy. But now, let's
follow this Dutchman around and see what the lay of the ground is. If
we've got to put up a scrap--and I guess we have--it's a long move in
the right direction to have your surroundings sized up accurate. By
the way, is this fellow Geisler all right?"
"My father thinks he is the most faithful and capable mining super in
the country," answered Jack warmly. "I guess he is, too. I only met
him once before on a former visit to the mine, but he sort of inspires
me with confidence."
"Same here, Jack. I tell you the Dutch kin raise some Cain when they
get going, and that fellow looks to me like one of the right brand.
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