Excerpt from The City of Six It was one of those old river-beds that they had stumbled on, that had enriched the canyon with a portion of its wealth where it had been eroded out by the North Fork; and the canyon was now a treasure-house at whose door they were knock ing. Virgin gold, coarse gold in profusion in the gravel, and theirs for the gathering The chill winds of autumn betokened the approach of a Sierra winter, a season which at their...
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