The gold hunters : $b A first-hand picture of life in California mining camps in the early fiftiesBorthwick, John David
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The gold hunters : $b A first-hand picture of life in California mining camps in the early fifties
Borthwick, John David
California -- Gold discoveries; California -- Social life and customs -- 19th century; Mining camps -- California -- History
Englishmen seemed to adhere to the shooting-coat style of dress, and the
down-east Yankees to their eternal black dress-coat, black pantaloons,
and black satin waistcoat; while New Yorkers, Southerners, and
Frenchmen, came out in the latest Paris fashions.
Those who did not stick to their former style of dress, indulged in all
the extravagant license of California costume, which was of every
variety that caprice could suggest. No man could make his appearance
sufficiently _bizarre_ to attract any attention. The prevailing fashion
among the rag-tag and bobtail was a red or blue flannel shirt,
wide-awake hats of every conceivable shape and color, and trousers
stuffed into a big pair of boots.
Pistols and knives were usually worn in the belt at the back, and to be
without either was the exception to the rule.
The few ladies who were already in San Francisco, very naturally avoided
appearing in public; but numbers of female toilettes, of the most
extravagantly rich and gorgeous materials, swept the muddy streets, and
added not a little to the incongruous variety of the scene.
To a cursory visitor, auction-sales and gambling would have appeared two
of the principal features of the city.
The gambling-saloons were very numerous, occupying the most prominent
positions in the leading thoroughfares, and all of them presenting a
more conspicuous appearance than the generality of houses around them.
They were thronged day and night, and in each was a very good band of
music, the performers being usually German or French.
On entering a first-class gambling-room, one found a large
well-proportioned saloon sixty or seventy feet long, brilliantly
lighted up by several very fine chandeliers, the walls decorated with
ornamental painting and gilding, and hung with large mirrors and showy
pictures, while in an elevated projecting orchestra half-a-dozen Germans
were playing operatic music. There were a dozen or more tables in the
room, each with a compact crowd of eager betters around it, and the
whole room was so filled with men that elbowing one’s way between the
tables was a matter of difficulty. The atmosphere was quite hazy with
the quantity of tobacco smoke, and was strongly impregnated with the
fumes of brandy. If one happened to enter while the musicians were
taking a rest, the quiet and stillness were remarkable. Nothing was
heard but a slight hum of voices, and the constant clinking of money;
for it was the fashion, while standing betting at a table, to have a lot
of dollars in one’s hands, and to keep shuffling them backwards and
forwards like so many cards.
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