sluice-boxes

At present he was not washing out a diurnal thousand dollars; but his dumps grew, shift by shift, and there would come a time when those dumps would pass through his sluice-boxes, depositing in the riffles, in the course of half a dozen days, several hundred thousand dollars.

The Priestly Prerogative 2010

Too Much Gold was the fabled creek of which all sour doughs dreamed, whereof it was said the gold was so thick that, in order to wash it, gravel must first be shovelled into the sluice-boxes.

TOO MUCH GOLD 2010

"And when God Almighty washes Daylight's soul out on the last big slucin 'day," MacDonald interrupted, "why, God Almighty'll have to shovel gravel along with him into the sluice-boxes."

Chapter 1 2010

At present he was not washing out a diurnal thousand dollars; but his dumps grew, shift by shift, and there would come a time when those dumps would pass through his sluice-boxes, depositing in the riffles, in the course of half a dozen days, several hundred thousand dollars.

THE PRIESTLY PREROGATIVE 2010

But they were all moderate discoveries, and the miners still dreamed and searched for the fabled stream, "Too Much Gold," where gold was so plentiful that gravel had to be shovelled into the sluice-boxes in order to wash it.

The Gold Hunters of the North 2010

Too Much Gold was the fabled creek of which all sour doughs dreamed, whereof it was said the gold was so thick that, in order to wash it, gravel must first be shovelled into the sluice-boxes.

Too Much Gold 2010

The wreckage of the spring washing appeared everywhere -- piles of sluice-boxes, sections of elevated flumes, huge water-wheels, -- all the debris of an army of gold-mad men.

Chapter XIII 2010

Afterward they go off looking for "Too Much Gold," a fabled creek in which the gold was said to be so thick that in order to wash it gravel had to be shovelled into the sluice-boxes.

“I, in the course of making my living by turning journalism into literature. . .” 2008

It was a regular antheap all the way in, with the miners crawling over the tree-clad slopes, and the ceaseless thump of picks and scrape of shovels and ring of axes, and ramshackle huts and shanties and sluice-boxes everywhere, with dirty bearded fellows in slouch hats and galluses cussing and burrowing, and claim signs all along Sweetheart Mine, Crossbone Diggings, Damyereyes Gulch, and the like.

Isabelle Estelle Bruno 2010

Every Wady which cuts, at right angles, the metalliferous maritime chains, should have been carefully prospected; these sandy and quartzose beds are natural conduits and sluice-boxes.

The Land of Midian 2003