There is no picking and choosing among the females, as God gives them.

But he has given you for a blessing and saving to my old age, my dearie." "Oh, Uncle Sam, now the nugget!" I cried, desiring like a child to escape deep feeling, and fearing any strong words from Firm.

"You have promised me ever so long that I should be the first to show Firm the nugget." "And so you shall, my dear, and Firm shall see it before he is an hour older, and Jowler shall come down to show us where it is." Firm, who had little faith in the nugget, but took it for a dream of mine, and had proved conclusively from his pillow that it could not exist in earnest, now with a gentle, satirical smile declared his anxiety to see it; and I led him along by his better arm, faster, perhaps, than he ought to have walked.
In a very few minutes we were at the place, and I ran eagerly to point it; but behold, where the nugget had been, there was nothing except the white bed of the river! The blue water flowed very softly on its way, without a gleam of gold to corrupt it.
"Oh, nobody will ever believe me again!" I exclaimed, in the saddest of sad dismay.

"I dreamed about it first, but it never can have been a dream throughout.

You know that I told you about it, Uncle Sam, even when you were very busy, and that shows that it never could have been a dream." "You told me about it, I remember now," Mr.Gundry answered, dryly; "but it does not follow that there was such a thing.