The old Indian Slumach walked the dusty streets of New Westminster with his backpack hanging heavy on his back. He had just spend weeks in the mountains behind Pitt Lake where his greatest secret awaited him. Hidden deep in those mountains away from the prying eyes of the white man, there was a river that contained gold nuggets the size of walnuts. It was enough to make a man rich for a thousand lifetimes, but he took the secret to his grave. He was jailed and hung for stabbing Molly Tynan.