But this time it was neither an ante nor a stake that he threw away, but a mere marker in the game that he who held so many markers would not miss.
As a night, it eclipsed anything that Dawson had ever seen.

It was Daylight's desire to make it memorable, and his attempt was a success.
A goodly portion of Dawson got drunk that night.

The fall weather was on, and, though the freeze-up of the Yukon still delayed, the thermometer was down to twenty-five below zero and falling.

Wherefore, it was necessary to organize gangs of life-savers, who patrolled the streets to pick up drunken men from where they fell in the snow and where an hour's sleep would be fatal.

Daylight, whose whim it was to make them drunk by hundreds and by thousands, was the one who initiated this life saving.