CHAPTER VIII.

As it was sunset when we came to anchor, we deferred our landing

till the next morning; but one of the owners coming on board brought

a large budget of letters, among which there were several for our

party. Having devoured them with that intensity of interest that can

be understood only by those who have been in similar circumstances, we

laid them aside for a more careful perusal, and gathering round the

two or three old settlers who had come from the shore, listened with

breathless attention, the careless, genteel indifference with which

they talked of hundreds, of thousands, and of millions, affecting the

imagination far more than the wildest excitement. As the old man says

in the play, there is a positive pleasure in simply talking of such

big numbers; they fill the mind with such grand and noble ideas.

The next day boats came from the shore in hopes of obtaining

passengers.

"How much do you charge?" cried Captain Bill, looking suspiciously

down upon the boatman.

"Only one dollar!" he replied, and in a tone that seemed to say that

the rates of fare had recently fallen; but our minds had not yet

sufficiently expanded to receive this information with the gratitude

it deserved. We looked admiringly upon the sturdy knave who dared to

speak thus disrespectfully of the almighty dollar, but preferred to

wait till we could obtain a passage in one of the boats belonging to

the ship. An opportunity soon offered; and in a few minutes we were

gliding across the bows of the vessels that lay in denser phalanx near

the wharf. On the high yellow bank stood groups of men ragged and

miserable. They leered upon us, as we passed, as much as to say, "Now

then, here you are! but wait awhile my hearties, till you've been here

long enough to find out a thing or two; and then,--"

This, however, was only a subsequent interpretation; at the time,

I had no doubt that everybody had his pockets stuffed with gold,

and, like enough, a heavy belt around his waist filled with the same

precious metal; and the rags and tatters that flaunted so boldly

seemed rather to confirm this gratifying supposition.

Strolling, yet that is not the word, buzzing a few hours through the

city was enough to fill us brim full of excitement. To repeat the

figure already employed, we had descended farther and farther into

this worldwide maelstroom, and seemed now each moment about to plunge

into the vortex. Round and round, faster and faster, spun the dizzy

tide; sure such a devil's dance was never danced before.

Everything was on a monstrous and perverted scale. The apparent

simplicity of the means employed was ridiculous compared to the

sublime result. It seemed impossible that a wealth greater than

the Indies should flow through such a narrow channel;--that such

prodigious power should be confined in the one story, wood and canvass

houses of that awkward shambling city. It was as marvellous almost,

and incredible, as that the genie of the Arabian tale should have

shrunk his steeple bulk into the little copper vessel,--or that the

more modern genie of steam, which the other so well symbolized, should

suffer himself to be penned in any other than walls of iron and brass.

Piles of merchandize of every description, bags, barrels, boxes, and

bundles, filled the stores to suffocation, and ran over into the

street. Fat gouty mittens, bursting with gold dust,--the thumb alone

stiff with a hundred dollars,--turned up their round yellow bellies

on the rude counters, like a frog in the last stages of the dropsy;

while bars and lumps of still more seductive unity nestled on the

window seat, or leaned poker-and-shovel-wise against the corners.

Pounds and ounces took the place of dollars and cents,--the appearance

of one of the latter was sure to provoke a laugh, but the dollar,

though a decided parvenu, was gradually working his way into good

society. The time had past when a pinch of gold dust was the lowest

standard of value, and when, for want of silver, the nobler metal was

forced to perform the most menial offices of trade.

Among all this, in the midst of all these symbols of wealth and power,

the miner who had called them into being, moved about with an air

of sturdy independence, which received a fresh accession every time

he squeezed, between his thumb and fingers, the buckskin bag in his

breeches' pocket. Little groups assembled at the corners, and in the

principal stores, each one striving to surpass the last speaker in

his stories of big lumps,--of holes that paid five or ten dollars a

bucket,--and of pockets that made the lucky finder rich in a single

hour.

There was something very attractive in this use of the word pocket.

There was an appropriateness, an harmony about the idea that imposed

upon the understanding. There was such a thing, to be sure, as an

empty pocket,--but the old grandam earth had lived a great many

years,--she had always been a saving sort of a body, and must have

hoarded up quite a handsome pennyworth; it would certainly be a fine

thing to have the ransacking of her chinks and crannies.

But the gambling-houses presented scenes of yet fiercer excitement.

The finest buildings in the city were devoted to this purpose. Wide

doors, standing constantly open, admitted the visitor at once into

spacious apartments, where, for every hour in the twenty-four, except

a short interval in the morning twilight, were heard the chink of gold

and silver, and the confused hum of voices. There is no employment

so thirsty as gambling; and the large and splendidly appointed bar

was the most striking feature in these establishments. Here the

fever-and-aguish gamester sought by one fire to put out another; one

drank because he was hot, another because he was cold,--this one

because he was losing, that because he had gained.

A curious crowd of spectators circled among the little tables,

watching, with an interest second only to that of the principal

performers, the movements of the game; or gazing boldly, or with

modest obliquity of vision, upon the lascivious pictures that hung on

the walls. Little boys of ten or twelve called imperiously for brandy

smashes, and staked their all on the turn of a card, or the rolling

of a ball with hideous nonchalance; while the next moment oaths as

big as cannon balls rolled from their hard lips to testify their

impish malice or exultation. The simple novice from some New England

village, who has never before been farther from home than the nearest

town, proud of his first beard, and champing the ends of his moustache

between his lips, sidles timidly up to the bar, and calls in a low

voice for a glass of lemonade.

"Yes," cries his Mephistopheles, with a patronizing laugh, "and put a

stick in it."

"Well," he replies, laughing in his turn, but more feebly than the

other, "I guess I will have a stick in it."

Delighted with the puzzling novelty of the phrase, that, without

seeming to mean anything, means so much, he soon repeats the

experiment, partly to show he is not afraid, and partly from an

indescribable, often unconscious pleasure of doing what he would

hardly have dared even to think of at home. He thinks of his mother

and sisters and aunt Mary, and wonders what they would say, if they

saw him in such company and drinking brandy, at a bar! and in a

gambling house besides!! The idea of their horror and incredulous

wonder is rather pleasing to his selfish vanity; one is very apt to be

vain of such loving tender pity. He has learned to put a stick in it;

well for him if he does not ere long put in his whole foot.

After several hours thus spent in wandering from one centre of

attraction to another, we returned to the ship, weary of excitement,

and hoping to find there at least one place free from the general

infection. On reaching the deck, however, a hubbub of voices assailed

our ears in which every other word seemed to be diggins, holes, lumps,

pockets, &c., &c. Other parties had been like ours wandering through

the city; each had brought on board its own budget of news, and now

poured them out before us in bewildering confusion.

One had a long story to tell of a lump found in the southern mines.

The man who told him knew the man who saw the lucky fellow that found

it. Most of these stories were in this respect, too much like the

final clause of the story of the house that Jack built.

Others were more interested in the price current of different

articles. Saleratus was eight dollars a pound, and everybody wondered

he had not brought a few barrels; it would have been the easiest thing

in the world, and would have made his fortune at once. Salt, on the

other hand, which we had all taken care to bring with us, was worth

nothing. On hearing this, Charley Bainbridge hastily descended into

the cabin, and presently returning with a bag containing some twenty

or thirty pounds, plunged his knife into its belly, and triumphantly

emptied the salt into the sea.

"What are you doing there?" cried Busby, who had just come aboard.

"Only throwing overboard some salt," returned Charley, with a chuckle,

as if he had been performing some very brilliant action.

"Why," replied Busby, staring very hard as if he did not exactly see

the humour of the thing; "you might have given it away if you didn't

know what else to do with it."

"Oh," said Charley, "'taint worth anything."

"Ain't worth anything!" retorted the other indignantly; "it's worth

twenty-five cents a pound, and I call that something."

This turned out to be the fact; and Charley never heard the last of

this adventure, though he said he didn't care, the fun was worth the

money any day.

Every one vented his delirium in his own fashion. Dan Carpenter, who

was one of the worst affected, clasped his hands on the top of his

head as if afraid it should fly away like a balloon; but in spite of

this precaution he was raised bodily from the deck, and danced up and

down for the space of half an hour, striking his heels three times

against each other at every spring; when thoroughly exhausted he was

dropt with such violence into a campstool, that it gave way, and let

him treacherously down on to his back; whereupon Captain Bill advised

him to keep steady, and haul in his jib-sheets; and every one gave him

a word of counsel and exhortation.

Such being the food of our waking imagination, it is easy to see what

stuff our dreams were made of. All day long we talked and thought of

nothing but gold,

And then, in dreaming,

The clouds, we thought, would open, and show riches

Ready to drop upon us; that when we waked,

We cried to dream again.

The mines were now all before us where to choose; but there was no

visible Providence for our guide; and among so many conflicting

reports, it was difficult to arrive at any fixed conclusion. The

southern mines abounded more in lumps and rich deposits, but the

gold was distributed more equally in the northern, and the labourer

was accordingly more certain of his reward. In each of these grand

divisions there was an endless variety of creeks and rivers, every

one of which had its advocates, who set forth its advantages to

the best of their ability, till the new comer, weary of weighing

these opposing probabilities, often rested his decision upon the

most trifling coincidence. Twenty dollars a day was said to be the

average earned by the miners, but each man's hope told him a far more

flattering tale.

Under these circumstances it may seem unaccountable that we should

have waited nearly two weeks at San Francisco for our provisions to

be unloaded, when, if our calculations were well grounded, we lost so

much by the delay. The hope that every day would be the last, and the

difficulty of unlearning all at once, that system of pennywise economy

in which we had been educated, are the only explanation of this

anything but a masterly inactivity.

In the mean time, through the agency of Captain Bill, whose good luck

was signally manifest on this occasion, we made the acquaintance

of a Mr. Primrose, said by some to be the most scientific miner in

California. To a digger of any experience, the word scientific would

have indicated nothing but the most besotted ignorance; but, to our

Old-World notions, it sounded grand and imposing.

This scientific miner had a machine,--a scientific machine,--a machine

such as is used in the gold mines of Virginia, and must of course be

equally well adapted to this new territory. The machines had not yet

arrived; but the scientific miner assured us that the vessel in which

they had been shipped had sailed months before, and was now expected

every day. In the meantime he would be happy to show us a drawing,

from which we could form a tolerable idea of the mode of operation.

We accordingly examined the drawing with great attention; we turned

it upside down,--we looked at it straightforward and obliquely,--we

looked at it with both eyes, and squinted at it after the most

approved fashion with only one,--and finally came to the conclusion

that it resembled nothing so much as a patent beehive, and of course

must be a very scientific machine indeed.

"But will it work?" we asked the scientific miner.

The scientific miner, who was by the way a tall and rather comely

personage, in a white neck-cloth, something between a clergyman and

a broker, made no immediate reply, but taking from a table several

hemispherical cakes of gold, looking like so many cakes of beeswax,

and thereby confirming our notion of the patent beehive, placed them

in our hands with a bland smile, and asked if that would do.

"Certainly," we replied, "that would do very well, if we could do it

often enough."

"What do you say to once a week?" inquired the scientific miner.

Captain Bill looked at me, and I looked at Captain Bill, with a smile,

half of satisfaction, half of incredulity, but made no answer.

The scientific miner noticed this telegraphic communication, and went

on with mathematical gravity and precision.

"This gold," said he, "was washed out in a single week by one of these

machines now in operation at Mormon Island; and that, too, from earth

that had already been through the common rocker. With one of these

machines you can make a thousand dollars a week from almost any earth

in California, and ten thousand under favourable circumstances."

Having paused a moment, as if to enable us to digest these assertions,

the scientific miner went on in a pleasant and confidential manner

that was very encouraging.

"You know how it is," said he; "most that come to this country are

ignorant mechanics and labourers, that are not fit to be trusted with

such things; but with such energy and intelligence as you possess, you

cannot help being successful."

At this, we both looked as intelligent as we possibly could; and

Captain Bill, gazing respectfully, almost fearfully, at the drawing,

asked the scientific miner how many men were required to work the

machine; to which he replied that four could work it when everything

was handy, but five or even six might sometimes be necessary. The

price was one thousand dollars, on which a short credit would be

allowed; but as only three hundred machines were expected in the first

vessel, it would be necessary to decide without any great delay. Most

of these were already engaged, but he thought he could manage to

reserve one for us.

As soon as we got into the open air our enthusiasm, which we had

prudently restrained in presence of the scientific miner, at once

burst forth.

"Keep cool, boys, keep cool," cried Captain Bill, slapping his thigh,

as his manner was, his broad, good-humoured face shining like a pewter

platter, "steady your helm and haul in your jib-sheets."

"Look here, Bill!" I began, with a look intended to repress all such

unseasonable mirth, "I'll tell you what we'll do. A thousand dollars

is a good deal, I know, to give for a machine; but what of that? we

can pay for it in a week, and all we make after that will be clear

profit."

"Si," said Captain Bill.

"Well, then, if we find it work, you know, we'll just send down and

order three more, one for each of us; and then, all we'll have to

do will be to oversee the workmen, and attend to the amalgamating

process."

"Si,--si,--si," said Captain Bill, once to each of the three rockers,

but slowly, and at long intervals, as the magnificence of the idea

gradually insinuated itself into his mind, like a boa-constrictor

gorging a buffalo; and he already saw himself sitting lordly on a

stone, engaged in the agreeable occupation of reckoning his gains, and

keeping a sharp lookout on the poor fellows that were toiling for him

at their miserable pittance of eight dollars a day, simply because

they hadn't a scientific machine too; "but I say; this is one of the

machines you read of, isn't it."

"Taking the very lowest calculation," I continued, striving to

quench his fervour by my cool, business-like manner, "that 'ill be

a thousand dollars apiece a week; or we may as well make it twelve

hundred while we are about it, so as to cover all expenses; and, at

that rate, I think I could be content to stay in the mines a year."

"Yes, yes," cried the Captain, now at last driven to the use of his

own vernacular, "so could I."

"But," said I, with inexorable coolness, "we must be cautious--very

cautious. It won't do to be in too much of a hurry. We'll wait and see

the machine at Mormon Island, and then we shall know what we know."

"Mr. Primrose seems a very clever sort of a man," returned Bill, "but,

after all, it's the lumps that does the business."

Number Four had already been to see the scientific miner, but neither

he nor Tertium were aware of the extent of their good fortune; and

now Captain Bill taking them, as was his wont, mysteriously aside,

undertook to enlighten them. He led them along softly, step by step,

touching briefly on the machine, the chief merit of which was that we

knew so little about it,--descanting at some length on the honesty

and uprightness of the scientific miner, of which we knew still

less,--coming down with ever-increasing emphasis on the lumps,--and

finally, seeing them now prepared to receive it, winding up with a

grand flourish on the twelve hundred a week.

The others listened attentively, but Tertium, who was always a

horrible fellow for doubting, was still incredulous.

"Take him to see the lumps," I suggested, somewhat indignantly, for I

must confess I felt hurt at his want of scientific ardour, "for, as

you say, it is the lumps that does the business."

And indeed there was no getting over the lumps,--they were most

weighty arguments, stubborn facts, addressing themselves to sight and

touch with a silent eloquence no words could equal. Tertium saw them,

and hesitated; he lifted them, and was convinced. Still, we determined

to proceed with the utmost caution; and, for my part, I believe I

derived almost as much satisfaction from the contemplation of my

own superior wisdom, as from gloating over the fifty thousand that

only waited my arrival to fall into my hands. We were careful to say

nothing of our discovery to our less fortunate companions, for fear

they should go at once and buy up every one of the thousand machines,

leaving us, when too late, to lament our foolish procrastination.

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