This kind of talk was freely carried on around the camp fire in the long evenings, and who knows how many of these royal good fellows realized those bright hopes and glorious anticipations?
Who knows?
The names come back in memory of some of them, and others have been forgotten.

I recall Washington Work, H.J.Kingman, A.J.Henderson, L.
J.Hanchett, Jack Hays, Seth Bishop, Burr Blakeslee, Jim Tyler, who was the loudest laugher in the town, and as he lived at the Clifton House he was called "The Clifton House Calf." These and many others might be mentioned as typical good fellows of the mining days.

The biggest kind of practical joke would be settled amicably at the saloon after the usual style.
One day Jack Hays bought a pair of new boots, set them down in the store and went to turn off the miners supply of water.

When he returned he found his boots well filled with refuse crackers and water.

This he discovered when he took them up to go to dinner, and as he poured out the contents at the door, a half dozen boys across the street raised a big laugh at him, and hooted at his discomfiture.