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A DRY SUIT—RESTAURANTS—WAITERS AND CHAMPAGNE—TWO INDIVIDUALS “ TIGHT ”— 
A $10 DINNER—MONTE-BANKS AND MUD—GAMBLING AND ITS RESULTS—GROWTH OF SA¬ 
CRAMENTO CITY—UNPARALLELED PROSPERITY—A REVULSION AND ITS CAUSE—THE 
FLOOD. 
Our first want was a dry suit, consequently we were on the 
qui vive for a clothing establishment; the first store we came 
to was unfinished, the front being hung with blue jean. This 
we pulled aside, and found, not only clothing, but an old ac¬ 
quaintance. I was soon in my dishabille, and as soon in full 
dress. We now feel comfortable ; but near by is a restaurant, 
where they serve up beef and venison steak, chickens and 
turkeys, with coffee, tea, and champagne, &c., &c. Do not be 
impatient, dear reader, for only think what we had at our last 
supper and breakfast. We soon found ourselves seated at a 
table at the Empire, surrounded by three waiters, and I never 
saw waiters before that bore such a strong resemblance to 
guardian angels. I could hardly tell the difference. One hour 
after, we were in the same position. We were refreshed; our 
waiters were jaded; our champagne bottles were standing 
before us, with their mouths wide open; we were sitting down 
with ours in the same condition. My companion would look 
at me and give a knowing wink. I would wink knowingly at 
him. Then we would both laugh. We would fill our glasses 
and wink and laugh again. We were at this particular time 
rich and happy. We had money in our pockets, and felt that 
community were largely indebted to us. When we were in¬ 
formed at the bar that our bills were $10 each, we were sur¬ 
prised at the extreme moderation of our host. 
We now sallied forth into the street, and spent the afternoon 
and evening in the most jovial manner, going the rounds of the 
