ands of persons in this city, otherwise passing for sane, believe in this development, and are sinking all that they have saved by years of thrift in the several Comstock mines.
The Comstock lode lies on Mount Davidson, in Nevada; though the mines are chiefly owned by San Franciscans.
Some of these mines, such as the Ophir anComstock lode lies on Mount Davidson, in Nevada; though the mines are chiefly owned by San Franciscans.
Some of these mines, such as the Ophir and the Mexican, have been worked for twenty years. The silver veins are long; four or five miles in length; but as no one has yet traced them out, their value is an unknown figure.
From the stores of Virginia, built around the openings of these mines, the silver veins run up a gulch to Gold Hill, where they strike on beds of still engines and more skilful labour.
Prices have been depressed, and thrifty persons have been laying up their dollars in savings banks, instead of sinking them in Comstock mines.
Sharp as a shot has come a change.
I'll tell you how it came about, says a banker, sitting next to me at dinner.
Five or six of our worthy citizen