MARK TWAIN

rainbow—first appearing at 8 P. M.—moon at first quar-
ter—very light drizzling rain.

It was about this time that he went to Angel's
Camp, to follow pocket mining. It was not cold in
January, but it rained a great deal which made
mining difficult. The hotel at Angel's Camp was
not much more inviting. The food was unsatis-
factory.

Beans and coffee only for breakfast and dinner every
day at the French Restaurant at Angels—bad, weak
coffee. J. [Jim Gillis] told waiter he must have made a
mistake—he asked for "cafe"—this was day-before-yes-
terday's dish-water.

Narrow escape, Jan. 25, 1865. Dark rainy night—
walked to extreme edge of a cut in solid rock 30 ft. deep
and while standing upon the verge for half a dozen sec-
onds, meditating whether to proceed or not, heard a
stream of water falling into the cut, and then my eyes
becoming more accustomed to the darkness saw that if
the last step taken had been a handbreadth longer I must
have plunged into it.

January 23, 1865, Angels. Rainy, stormy, beans and
dish-water, for breakfast at the Frenchman's; dish-water
and beans for dinner, and both articles warmed over for
supper.

24th. Rained all day—meals as before.

2jth. Same as above.

26th. Rain, beans and dish-water—beefsteak for a
change—no use, couldn't bite it.

27th. Same old diet—same old weather—went out to
the "pocket" claim, had to rush back.

28th. Rain and wind all day and all night. Chili-beans
and dish-water three times today as usual and some kind
of "slum" which the Frenchman called "hash." Hash be
damned I