The Happy Days Saloon and Joe--Buy or Sell, the pool-room and the restaurant, alike slept for want of custom.

He felt again the eeriness of this desertion, and hurried on past the silent places.
Emerging from the lower end of this street he came upon a log cabin where activity still survived.

He joined the group before its door.
Inside two cameras were recording some drama of the rude frontier.

Over glowing coals in the stone fireplace a beautiful young girl prepared food in a long-handled frying pan.

At a table in the room's centre two bearded miners seemed to be appraising a buckskin pouch of nuggets, pouring them from hand to hand.