There was really a lovely row on at Dan MacGrath’s Eldorado Saloon in Three Star Camp. The saloon, a long and narrow room, built of rough, feather-edged boards and decorated with scraps of turkey-red cotton and cheap calico lining, with occasional portraits of local celebrities rudely drawn in charcoal, was well filled with the crew of miners and camp followers which made up the population of Three Star Camp--Three Star, it is needless to explain, after the well-known legend on the brandy bottles.…
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