Charming Billy, his hat carefully dimpled, his blue tie fastidiously knotted and pierced with the Klondyke nugget-pin which was his only ornament, wandered hastily through the assembled groups and slapped viciously at mosquitoes.

All the smart young women with their gold-nugget buttons as big as your thumb, lucky miners from the creeks with heavy consignments of dust to take home, had been too wary to run any risk of the Never-Know-What closing inopportunely.

A year apart... journalism and leaving home Chapter 10 Growing up with the Herald... Chapter 11 In black & white... newsdesk nuggets Chapter 12

It's right around your neck, in that nugget locket you wear there.

" "But he might have got the nuggets somewheres else" "Hold your horses.