A boy stopped near another boy and studied a stone, picked it up, examined it closely, spat on it, and rubbed it clean and inspected it until he forced the other to demand, What you got there? And casually, Nothin’. Jus’ a rock. Well, what you lookin’ at it like that for? Thought I seen gold in it. How’d you know? Gold ain’t gold, it’s black in a rock. Sure, ever’body knows that. I bet it’s fool’s gold, an’ you figgered it was gold. That ain’t so, ’cause Pa, he’s foun’ lots a gold an’ he tol’ me how to look. How’d you like to pick up a big ol’ piece a gold? Sa-a-ay! I’d git the bigges’ old
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