Alberta Rose and the Legend of the Lost Lemon Gold Mine – 9



Alberta Rose kept her shotgun ready at her side. Carl had his can of mace close at hand and Little Bearclaw listened to the sounds of the mountain, but at least for the moment everything was at an evening calm.

“How far is it to the mine?” Carl asked.

Bearclaw shrugged his shoulders. “Not far. Maybe 1500 feet, but we have to climb from here.”

“Blackjack never mentioned anything about climbing.” Carl argued.