Five Years in New Zealand eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 159 pages of information about Five Years in New Zealand.

Five Years in New Zealand eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 159 pages of information about Five Years in New Zealand.

The “stuff” in which the gold is supposed to be is thrown into the race, where, by the action of the current of water, the earth, stones, rubbish and light matter are washed away and the heavy sand, etc., falls through the grating into the box.  As frequently as necessary this box is removed and another substituted, when the contents are washed carefully by means of the basin.  By degrees all the sand and foreign matter is washed away, leaving only the gold.

The cradle is very similar to what it is named after, a child’s swing cot.  It is simply a suspended wooden box, fitted with an iron grating and tray beneath into which the “stuff” is cradled or washed by rocking it by hand.

It takes considerable experience of the art of finding gold to enable a man to fix on a good site for commencing operations.  There are of course instances of wonderful luck and unexpected success, but they are very much the exception, and form but a diminutive proportion of the fortune of any gold diggings.  We hear of the man who has found a big nugget and made a fortune, but nothing of the thousands who don’t find any big nuggets, and earn but bare wages or often less.

On most diggings a large proportion of the men are working for wages only, and it not infrequently depends on the fortune of the employer whether the labourer receives his wages or not.  It may be a case of general smash.  We saw much of this on the Lindis diggings.  They were not a general success at that time, as we soon discovered to our cost; and many who went there wildly hoping to find gold for the picking up, and with no means to withstand a reverse, were only too glad to work for those who had means to carry on for a while, for their food only.

We procured a long Tom, and spent some days prospecting with variable success—­i.e., we found gold nearly everywhere, each shovelful of earth contained gold, but in quantities so generally infinitesimal as to be not worth the time spent in working for it.  The land was impregnated with gold, but the difficulty was to find it in sufficient quantity to pay.

We at length fixed upon a claim and set up our gear.  From daylight to dark we worked day after day, excavating, cradling, and washing, each one taking it in turns to look after the horses and tent and fetch food from the camp, which was at some distance away.  The final washing of the stuff was done twice daily, at noon and again at evening, and what an exciting and anxious operation this was!  How earnestly the decreasing sediment was peered at to discover signs of the precious metal!  How our hearts would jump with delight when a bright yellow grain was discovered, appearing for a moment on the dark surface, then more careful washing, with beating hearts and necks craning over the fateful dish as the mass got less and less, and then the sinking and disappointment to find that the day’s hard work of four men did not bring us five shillings worth of gold!  But hope, with the young and sanguine, is hard to beat, and the following morning would see us at work as cheerily as ever.

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