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Collection: Books and Periodicals

Three Years in California by John D. Borthwick (1857)(LoC) (423 pages)

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COMFORTABLE QUARTERS. 217 well-finished two-storey houses, with columns and verandahs in front. The most prominent places in the town were of course the gambling saloons, fitted up in the usual style of showy extravagance, with the exception of the mirrors ; for as everything had to be brought seventy or eighty miles over the mountains on the backs of mules, very large mirrors were a luxury hardly attainable ; an extra number of smaller ones, however, made up for the deficiency. There were several very good hotels, and two or three French restaurants ; the other houses in the town were nearly all stores, the mining population living in tents and cabins, all up and down the river. I put up at a French house, which was kept in very good style by a pretty little Frenchwoman, and had quite the air of beinga civilised place. I was accommodated with half of a bedroom, in which there was hardly room to turn round between the two beds ; but I was so accustomed to rolling myself in my blankets and sleeping on the ground, or on the rocks, or at best being stowed away on a shelf with twenty or thirty other men in a large room, that it seemed to me most luxurious quarters. The salle & manger was underneath me, and as the floor was very thin, I had the full benefit of all the conversation of those who indulged in late suppers, whilst next door was a ten-pin alley, in which they were banging away at the pins all night long; but such trifles did not much disturb my slumbers. There was no lack of public amusements in the