The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1875-08-21
CHAPTER XXXV.

| GOld
That was the thought and word whicI
was uppermost as the little party Of 6v,
entered nugget gulch, and bent their en-
ergies to search for the auriferOus treasur,
SO dear to every human being, SO capable
of good and evil.
Gold
The gulch was noted for the richness o.
its deposits. Ii was q spot where hun
dreds of miners had been, in every instance
ninety-nine men going away disappointed,
which perhaps, one man would be made Q
millionaire or something less by the for.
tunate discovery of pocket" containing
four or five nuggets 80 large as to be bulky
and unwilldy.
Gold
If they should find a nugget
Jack would return to England and spend
his time in breaking up the gambling
banks by rare streak of luck"
Ben would spend his all in aiding him
in his wild design. Not from any laudable
resolve, only for the excitement.
Raymond would return to England and
prove his innocence.
Percy would marry the sweet patient
girl who had him farewell three years be-
fore, and was now true to him in Eng gland.
Werner would-he sighed as he thought.
There was law against him he did not
diyulge to any one, a mystery he kept a
profound secret. He resolved to work and
wait; and so they started out one beauti-
full morning to seek for the treasure
Each one was elated at the thoughts which
inspired their minds, every member Of the
little party was in the best Of spirits.
So they delved and searched, the hot
broiling sun at noon pouring its scorching
rays upon party Of men who had not as
yet discovered the first indication of gold
Evening found their efforts still unre-
warded. The deepest and closest search
had failed to reveal the fret trace of the
precious ore.
SO they repaired to their tent despondent
and discouraged.
Il am an old MINER" said Ben, ''and
don't believe there is pin-head nugget of
gold in the whole valley"
"Nor |, " broke in Jack, when my eyes
first struck the spot did not believe there
was any gold here, but Id heard such
wonderful stories about the place L resolv-
ed to try the thing and see what it would
pan out.
"And it panned out nothing, said Ben.
"Just 50, said Jack, ''and what's more
in my opinion it won't.
''We will give it another days trial any
way, " said Raymond as he took up the
water pail to 90 for water TO the brook,
preparatory for their evening meal.
The men waiting for their supper were
aroused by series Of loud cries from Ray
mond; few moments later they fastened
to the brook.
There stood Raymond. He had dipped
the pail in the brook near where spring
bubbled up, where his eyes rested on a
shallow hole in tho brooklet. 1t was
pocket, and in it were nearly a dozen
immense Jumps Of yellow smooth boulders.
"What do you cali that T. he demanded
excitedly Of his companions, az they gath
cred around him in a curious circle.
He had fshed up boulder as he spoke.
'Gold p yelled Jack ''Gold it is =
echoed Ben. Busy hands soon emptled
the pocket.
1t was a beautiful vein, the genuine
metal yielded a regular bonaza Of over ten
pounds of gold, pure clear nuggets of gold
Nugget gulch had not behed its name.
They searched still further, but were unre
warded, and at last excited, and triumph
ant carried the treasure to their tent, there
to partake Of light meal, and then to es-
innate their find and talk over their wond
erful treasure they had secured in the
brooklet.
To be continued nsrt i0eek