On acquaintance with it I did not discover much in this western city to admire. A person of sanguine hopes, and anxious to accomplish great things in a very little time, is, perhaps, not in a fit frame of mind to form correct conclusions; and this may account for my being discontented with Saint Louis. I could not obtain a situation in a city where there was but little to be done, and no great wages for doing it. I was told that I might find employment in the country--at splitting rails, cutting wood, and other such laborious work; but in truth, I was not in the vein to submit myself to this kind of toil. I was disappointed at finding, that in the great West I should have much more work to do than I had previously imagined. It chanced that at this time there was a grand commotion in Saint Louis. Gold had been discovered in California--lying in great quantities in "placers," or gold washings; and hundreds were departing--or preparing to depart--for the land where fortunes were to be made in a single day. This was precisely the sort of place I was looking for; but to reach it required a sum of money, which I had not got. I had only the poor satisfaction of knowing that there were many others in a similar situation--thousands of them, who wished to go to California, but were prevented by the same unfortunate circumstances that obstructed me. Many were going overland--across the prairies and mountains; but even this manner of reaching the golden land required more cash than I could command. A horse, and an outfit were necessary, as well as provisions for the journey, which had to be taken along, or purchased by the way. I regretted that I had not shipped in New York, and worked my passage to California round the Horn. It was too late now. To get back to any seaport on the Atlantic, would have required fifteen or twenty dollars; and I had only five left, of all that I had earned upon the liner. I spent these five dollars, before I had succeeded in discovering any plan by which I might reach California. I felt convinced that my only chance of finding my relatives, and making myself worthy of Lenore, lay in my getting across, to the Pacific side of America. While thus cogitating, I was further tantalised by reading in a newspaper some later accounts from the diggings. These imparted the information that each of the diggers was making a fortune in a week, and spending it in a day. One week in California, was worth ten years in any other part of the world. Any one could get an ounce of gold per diem--merely for helping the giver to spend the money he had made! Should I--the Rolling Stone--stay where I could find employment at nothing better than splitting rails, while Earth contained a country like California? There was but one answer to the interrogation: No. I resolved to reach this land of gold, or perish in the attempt. Volume One, Chapter XVII. ON HORSEBACK ONCE MORE.