The occupants were mostly men, and one or two nice appearing ladies, but perhaps of doubtful reputation.

The men were of all classes--lawyer, doctors, preachers and such others as wanted to make money without work.

The miners, especially sailors, were eager to try to beat the games.

While I was here the table was only occupied by a sailor lying upon it and covered with a green blanket.

All at once the fellow noticed a large _piojo_ walking slowly across the table, and drawing his sheath knife made a desperate stab at him, saying "You kind of a deck hand can't play at this game." Our claims, by this time were nearly worked out, and I thought that I had upward of two thousand dollars in gold, and the pile looked pretty big to me.