California sunshine, and other verses . Down the deep ravine I hastenedTo bring back the little worn shoe,Sobbing, I struck with pick the rocks,As any old miner would do. I had shattered gold-bearing quartz,Through its heart ran a golden line;Tis the richest claim in the State,And I call it The Sunshine Mine.

---

Size: 2899px × 862px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No

Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1910, bookpublishersanfranciscocalamr