The Cariboo Trail: A Chronicle of the Gold-fields of British ColumbiaLaut, Agnes C.
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The Cariboo Trail: A Chronicle of the Gold-fields of British Columbia
Laut, Agnes C.
British Columbia -- History; Gold mines and mining -- British Columbia
For seven miles along William's Creek worked four thousand men.
Cariboo Cameron took a hundred and fifty thousand out of his claim in
three months. In six months of '63 William's Creek yielded a million
and a half dollars, and this was only one of many rich creeks. From
'59 to '71 came twenty-five million dollars in gold from the Cariboo
country. By '65 hydraulic machinery was coming in and the prospectors
were flocking out; but to this day the Cariboo mines have remained a
freakish gamble. Mines for which capitalists have paid hundreds of
thousands have suddenly ended in barren rock. Diggings from which
nuggets worth five hundred dollars have been taken have petered out
after a few hundred feet. Even where the gravel merged to whitish gold
quartz, the most expert engineer in the camp could not tell when the
vein would fault and cease as entirely as if cut off. And the
explanation of this is entirely theoretical. The theory is that the
place of the gold was the gravel bed of an old stream, an old stream
antedating the petrified forests of the South-west, and that, when vast
alluvial deposits were carried over a great part of the {49} continent
by inland lakes and seas, the gold settled to the bottom and was buried
beneath the deposits of countless centuries. Then convulsive changes
shook the earth's surface. Mountains heaved up where had been sea
bottom and swamp and watery plain. In the upheaval these subterranean
creek beds were hoisted and thrown towards the surface. Floods from
the eternal snows then grooved out watercourses down the scarred
mountainsides. Frost and rain split away loose debris. And man found
gold in these prehistoric, perhaps preglacial, creek beds. However
this may be, there was no possible scientific way of knowing how the
gold-bearing area would run. A fortune might come out of one claim of
a hundred feet and its next-door neighbour might not yield an atom of
gold. Only the genii of the hidden earth held the secret; and modern
science derides the invisible pixies of superstition, just as these
invisible spirits of the earth seem to laugh at man's best efforts to
ferret out their secrets.
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