I came to Angel’s Camp to work as a printer’s devil for the Calaveras Gazette. I first saw Meili at the local laundry owned by her father. Her beautiful smile won my heart. Soon we were in love and talked about a new life together. A marriage had been arranged to a wealthy San Francisco merchant when Meili was a little girl. Her parents planned to take her to The City when the pass cleared of snow. We left late at night planning to hide out in one of the old abandoned mines in the back country. The trackers found our bodies down in the shaft where we had fallen. The old timers say that they can hear us calling to each other late at night out at the old mine. They call it the Lost Lovers Mine.
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