A hundred men or so, garbed in furs and warm-colored wools, lined the walls and looked on.
But the mumble of their general conversation destroyed the spectacular feature of the scene and gave to it the geniality of common comradeship.

For all its _bizarre_ appearance, it was very like the living-room of the home when the members of the household come together after the work of the day.

Kerosene lamps and tallow candles glimmered feebly in the murky atmosphere, while large stoves roared their red-hot and white-hot cheer.
On the floor a score of couples pulsed rhythmically to the swinging waltz-time music.

Starched shirts and frock coats were not.

The men wore their wolf- and beaver-skin caps, with the gay-tasselled ear-flaps flying free, while on their feet were the moose-skin moccasins and walrus-hide muclucs of the north.