The smell of bacon and eggs, hash-browns on the grill and homemade toast crisping in the oven made for a good start to a new day. Goldsmith, hungry from the night before looked forward to his morning coffee and now friends, he'd call them. The small village had a charm that lingered on and more and more the humble abode felt like home. The other miners early to rise were chatting and laughing as...

"Matthew! Do you agree with the consensus?" The group of miners all staring at Matt as they huddled around the table at Mammie's for their evening meeting. Matthew had developed his leadership skills some, as Goldsmith had been coaching him along. Matt, still insecure on the inside and with a manner some would consider weak, was after all very intelligent and learning the ropes of mining...

It was a grueling task, pulling out the old beams, setting a new path for a way into the mine. The deep crevasse now evident was to be carefully walked around. A small railing, now in place, was all the team could come up with. Goldsmith brought his compass and measured what he had now discovered was the actual vein of gold predicted years past. He felt his temperature rise, even on this cold,...

After a restless sleep Goldsmith woke to find the morning light barely reaching his lonely window. The wood heat was out and the room felt cold. The previous night had awoken some of his own pent up feelings. He thought of his father. Not someone he admired, well, if it hadn't been for his grandfather…He pulled the covers over the bed and moved quickly to make a much needed fire. Soon the...

The day advancing made all the gazing onlookers jolt back to the reality of the moment as the chill of the oncoming evening reminded them of the warm wood heat in their humble homes. They decided to head back for a good dinner and a meeting. So much had happened and the turn of events decidedly changed the game. "What say we meet at Mammy's for dinner and a meeting?" Black Jack spoke up,...