Judge Lynch recalls the first evening which led to the trouble. It was a hot August evening, a bit after sunset, and sitting in his loft, up over the press room of the Clarion, Tennessee's partner calls in to see how he stands lawfully on the joint claim that they own. Tennessee was a gutter rat, and his partner lifted him a few years ago, put him on his feet, gave him a stake in his claim, and he'd repaid the kindness by stealing his woman, and all of the gold dust from the claim!