Once you reach the hills, you’re one of few miners looking for treasure. Things are looking up.
Even though you spent the last of your money on a pickaxe and a crude map, you swell with confidence — at least it’s not shoulder-to-shoulder with prospectors, you reason.
A camp is springing up about 40 yards up the hill, laborers laying some type of scaffolding around the entrance to a large cave.
Axe on your shoulder, you climb past the camp, across a ridge line, and past a small spring. You identify a small cavern and start picking away.
Your optimism is quickly validated. After less than an hour of picking, you see a dull glint coming from a rock cleavage. You discover a lode line in the cavern.
“El Dorado!” you whisper, and your pulse quickens.
A seam of gold as long as your leg, and almost as thick, is just below the surface. You quietly pick out the gold, place it all in a burlap sack, and head back into town.
The goldsmith gives you the good news — your find is worth nearly $2,300, which translates to more than a hundred thousand dollars today.
Your first day, and you’re already rich!
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