Coin Machine Review (& Pacific ...)

Issue: 1940 September

"How did you get on the trail of it and
what makes you think there is any truth to
the story?"
"This squaw I was tellin' you about. It
seems one of the Indians suspicioned some-
thin' was up and made his get-a-way. The
story was passed on from generation to
generation. This Greaser I'm countin' on to
take me there knows about it. He's been
there. Went up with three other Greasers
an' a nigger an' come back alone. His old
car was shot full of holes but nary a mark
on him. Some thinks he found the mine all
right an' killed off the rest so's nobody
would know about the mine but him."
"Looks like you're taking a pretty lon11:
chance if he is that sort of fellow," I
remarked.
"Me! I kin take care of myself. Been
doin' it for over fifty years an' no Indian or
Greaser ever's got the best of me yet."
After the work at the studio was over I
took the Old Timer and we drove out to
Terminal Island where in the middle of a
God-forsaken wasteland the "Greaser" lived
in a squalid adobe shack. No amount of
persuasion on the part of the Old Timer or
display of readiness to finance the trip on
my part would induce him to guide a party
back there.
Yes, he'd been there, seen the mine. No,
he had not been inside the shaft. They had
found it all as described. Inside could be
seen the gold hanging from the walls; the
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dead Indians lying in rows, but inside was
Death. His companions went in; never came
out. As he stood at the opening of the shaft
waiting for them the Black Death, "The
Curse of the Padres," he called it, came
over him. He lost consciousness; when he
came to he was back in camp not knowing
how he got there. Nothing on earth would
take him back to that spot.
That was that. The story was fantastic;
wierd; impossible. The Old Timer and I
parted never to meet again. But before he
went his way he gave me what brief direc-
tions he had as to how to locate the Lost
Padre which history showed actually did
exist long ago and in approximately the
place he described.
I tried to forget it but somehow the
memory of that mine kept coming back to
me and would not let me be. But I never
looked for it,
Years later I was hunting in Arizona. We
had made camp on a peak of the Winches-
ter range. It was a beautiful moonlight
night and below us the valley lay like a
lake of shimmering sand. On the other side
of the basin towered the Dos Cabezos Moun-
tains and Mexico. Afar a coyote made weird
music and in the distance his mate an-
swered with the age-old mating call.
We had finished our supper and were
sitting there smoking when I thought of the
Lost Padre Mine. We were, according to
my information, in the region where it was
supposed to be, if it existed at all. I made
mention of it to Nigger Jim, my guide and
friend.
Now Nigger Jim was a famous character
in Arizona, New Mexico and Mexico. Blacl~
as the Ace of Spades and straight as a
ram-rod, he claimed to be over a hundred
( the records proved him to be past eighty)
he could vault into the saddle without so
much as laying hand to horse. A dead shot,
he did not know the meaning of fear. Tomb-
stone knew him well in its Hell-roarin' hey-
dey. Wyatt Earp, the Clantons, Billy the
Kid, Doc Holliday, Curley Bill, he knew
them all. There were thirteen notches on
his gun and he claimed to be "wanted" in
seven states.
NAME AND
No matter. He was a man and loyal to
his friends. That he had killed many men
and would kill again mattered not. It was
due to the code under which he had been
raised. He guided Miles when Geronimo
was captured, drew a pension from the Gov-
ernment and each month marked his X
on the check when it came in to the Post
Office at Wilcox, for he could neither read
nor write.
Now he rolled and lit a cigarette before
he spoke. Then:
"What do you know about the Lost
Padre, Parker?" he asked.
I told him the story in more detail than
I've given here. When I had finished he did
not say anything for a long time. At last he
asked a question which seemed at the mo-
ment to me irrelevant. "That Greaser you
talked to, Parker, is he still alive?"
"As far as I know, Jim. Why?"
"I aims to meet up with him again some
day. You see, Parker, I'm that nigger he
left for dead in the shaft."
So I got the third link in the story of the
Lost Padre Mine. It checked in every point
with the others. Jim, the Greaser, and three
other Mexicans, had gone in search of the
mine. They found it with little difficulty and
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he gave me the directions readily enough.
They were the same as those the Old Timer
had given me.
The entrance to the shaft was blocked
with rocks and when they cleared these
away Jim and the three Mexicans prepared
to enter. The Greaser hung back, made a
pretext of going back to the car to get
something. Jim was at the entrance of the
shaft when he heard a shot. Turning he saw
the Greaser methodically bumping off the
Mexicans. One was already down, the other
two were returning the fire which explains
those bullet holes in the car I mentioned.
Finally all there were dead. The Greaser
jumped in his car and drove off. Evidently
his idea was to desert Jim or come back
later and take him by surprise, kill him
and have the gold of the Lost Padre all to
himself.
Jim made sure the Greaser was gone, he
could see the car for miles as it streaked
off across the desert, then he entered the
shaft.
"The wall was lined with gold, Parker.
The swellegant Colonial Dining Room of the swanky Wilshire Bowl will resound to the merri-
It hung like curtains an' you could tear it
ment of hundreds and hundreds of operators, iobbers , distributors, manufacturers and their
down by hand. Pure, virgin gold it was. A
parties on Wednesday evening, November 20th, when the Colossal Ball and Banquet is staged.
man'd never want for money again if he
A floo r show that would make the old time Orpheum look sick will be provided, plus a 30-
had that. The dead Indians were all there
minute coast-to-coast Mutual broadcast. Phil Harr is and his Recording Band will provide the
right enough. All layin' in rows where
dance ditties. The Coin Machin e folks will have the Bowl as their very own on an exclusive
they'd been shot down mebby a hundred
arrangement with the management.
years ago. An' they was all kinds of gold
statues an' vessels from the Missions. I
never saw nothin' like it afore an' that
mebby a hundred yards from the shaft.
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ain' t all; I never will again. Gold, solid THE ENTRANCE TO THE SHAFT WAS
gold, millions there must a been. Then, I
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don't know no more'n you do what hap- . we first found it. But they weren't no human
CHI CAGO-Harry Schifren, veteran coin
pened, but I felt myself passin' out. I tried
bein' around. No tracks or signs. If they
machine salesman, has joined the Baker
to cry out though I knew there wasn't
had a been I'd found 'em for they ain't a
Novelty Company. Schifren, who has been
nobody there to hear me, but no sound
better tracker than Old Jim.
traveling and selling coin-operated equip-
come. I tried to walk or run back to the
"I'd a tho ught I dreamed it all if it
ment for many years, has an enviahle
open air but my legs just wouldn't move weren't for the dead bodies of them three
record for getting business and at the
an' things got blacker an' blacker an' it Mexicans layin' right there where the
same time enjoying- the respect and ad-
seemed like I was chokin' an' that's all I
Greaser had killed 'em. That's all. I got
miration
of his customers. He was formerly
remember.
out of there fo a hurry an' I ain't never
connected with the Exhibit Supply Com•
"When I come too it was night. I'd gone
been back. I ain't never goin' back neither.
pany.
in early in the mornin', an' I was layin'
But some day I aims to meet up with that
Schifren will open headquarters in San
Greaser."
Francisco and represent the Baker Com-
No amount of persuasion on my part
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could change Jim's decision to have nothing
president of the Company, announced to
more to do with the Lost Padre Mine. No
the trade that this is another step in their
amount of money would induce him to
program to place capable and well liked
guide me there. He freely gave me direc• representatives in the field for the purpose
insures
ti'ons which checked absolutely with those of offering a closer contact between dis-
of the Old Timer. But Nigger Jim was
tributors and the factory, and in this man-
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Indians and the eternal silence of the moun-
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Only the Ace ROUND
"Are you secretly married to her?"
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I've still got the rude map he sketched
"No, she knows it."

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that night by the campfire there in the
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I've
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the
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given me by the Old Timer. Maybe some
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