There was a time, a time of gold was to be found miles and miles around from the beginning Coast to the end of coast, when rivers was filled with riches of gold from the murky waters of the river in the frontier of the west. I prosperton them hills of mountain in a mineshaft due northampton checkpoint of the river where gold was being pick by the dozens. I was digging for diamonds and emeralds of all types of gems that could make a man rich, richer than the whole damn president of the whole frontier in the whole wild west. Now that I retired but the of...