December 16, 2022
Snapshots at home, and San Francisco's City Hall with December's full moon rising
San Francisco in the years before the 1906 fire provided a sort of Big Rock Candy Mountain for the entire American people . . .
Good Americans when they died might, in the terms of the epigram, go to Paris. While they where alive they wanted to go to California.
Oceans of champagne, silk hats and frock coats, blooded horses, and houses on Nob Hill, these were the rewards that came to the industrious, the far sighted, or the merely fortunate.
What better scheme of things, at least on this side of the river, could any man ask?
Lucius Beebe
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