AMUSEMENTS.
POLLARD’S PICTURES. POLLARDS’ PICTURES WEDNESDAY. THE STORY OF GOLD.” The tired gaunt prospector gazed intently into his dish, as he slowly poured the water off. On the bottom were tiny specks of gold. At last his luck had changed—he had struck it. Rising to his feet, he wildly threw his arms up to Heaven and shouted “I’m rich! I’m rich at last!” But his cries of jubilation died away on that lonely plain almost as soon as he utcred them. His joy turned stale within his heart; he was mad with happiness, but there was no one to tell of his great fortune. Then a hot, moist nose touched hia hand, and he turned and saw his . old mare, “Desert Gold,” whom he had forgotten in his moment of jubilation. He threw his arms round her neck and poured liis joy into, her understanding ears. “We’re rich', Desert Gold, we’re rich, and it’s you for clover all your life now, and me for race-horses that will beat the world!”
And so it came to pass in later years when that prospector was a wealthy horse-owner that ho named a tiny foal “Desert Gold” after his old horse—his friend and companion in the desert years before.
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Hokitika Guardian, 6 January 1920, Page 1
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206AMUSEMENTS. Hokitika Guardian, 6 January 1920, Page 1
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