Here there were at least a few hotels and some sort of office quarters--sheds beneath which the shearing could take place--and there the herd assembled.
Of course, the cougars followed, and, oh, the easy pickings for them! A fresh kill daily.

Warm meat with every meal.

Such hunting they had never known, hence they gorged themselves openly, seldom quarreling among themselves nor even bothering to conceal the carcasses of their prey.

It was easier to pull down a new victim than to return to the one of the day before.
Rooming houses slept their guests in relays, canvas dormitories sprang up on vacant lots, the lobbies of the hotels were packed with shouldering maniacs until they resembled wheat pits, the streets were clogged with motor cars, and the sidewalks were jammed like subway platforms.

Store fronts were knocked out and the floor space was railed off into rows of tiny bull-pen brokers' offices, and in these companies by the hundred were promoted.