Ge. One day his pick struck something hard. It might be a rock which would need to be removed. He dug round it patiently, but when he wished to lift it after it was loosened, he found it necessary to summon Bradley to his assistance. "Why, Ben!" exclaimed Bradley, in excitement, "this isn't a rock; it is a nugget, and a bouncer." "'A nugget'!" repeated Ben, incredulously. "Yes; look here!" and Bradley pointed out the indubitable signs of its value. "Yes, Ben, your fortune has come at last." "How much is it worth?" demanded Ben, almost breathless with excitement and exhilaration. "How much? Three thousand dollars at least." "Then I can go home." "Ye