|A miner watches an assayer weigh his week's work.|
It was the site of a bath house, saloon, brothel (though, what place wasn't the site of a brothel or saloon in early Sacramento?) and, most important for those and other enterprises, it was where Prof. Lauriet opened his assay office. Miners brought their gold (in chunks or dust, what have you) and Prof. Lauriet weighed and assigned a dollar value to the find.
Miners could either buy goods and services directly in gold, or exchange it for coin which, ironically, came to less than the gold they brought in (kind of like winning the lottery and settling for a lesser lump sum while the state got its cut in taxes); the banks and exchanges loved this fact.
This site will not feature the large "gateway" signs of Waterfront and Pioneer parks in Old Sacramento. Boo!
|The office in extended view, to accommodate the arch shape. The hardware on the small drawers |
to the assayer's right were altered in the final step to look a tad more Victorian with a coupla curlicues.
|This captured the right composition, though some details are not resolved; |
for example, shouldn't we see the miner's face?
|No, this miner's just too Gabby Hayes.|
|The composition is better, though the assayer's face is tangled in the scale.|
|The miner in profile, which the clients preferred. He needed to be gaunt and scruffy, |
just not like the '49ers who appears in logos and legend.