Excerpt from The Pioneer, Vol. 3: Or, California Monthly Magazine; Jan; To June, 1855 Nearly every day, I was dreadfully frightened, by seeing a boat-load of intoxicated men fall into the river, where nothing but the fact of their being intoxicated, saved many of them from drowning. One morning, about thirty dollars worth of bread, (it must have been tipsy cake, which the baker was conveying to Smith's Bar, fell overboard, and sailed merrily away towards Marysville. People passed the river in a boat, which was managed by a pulley and a repe, that was strained across it from Indian Bar to the Opposite shore. Of the many acquaintances, who had been in the habit Of calling nearly every evening three, only, appeared in the cabin during as many weeks. Now, however, the Saturnalia is about over. Ned and Choch, have nearly fiddled themselves into their respective graves, the claret (a favorite wine with miners) and oysters are exhausted, brandied fruits are rarely seen, and even port wine is beginning to look scarce. Old callers occasionally drop in, looking dreadfully sheepish and subdued, and so sorry, - and people are evidently arousing themselves from the bacchanal madness, into which they were so suddenly and so strangely drawn. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.