It's a sure good idea to keep an eye out for town sites all the way up." He stood a while longer, gazing out over the lonely flat and visioning with constructive imagination the scene if the stampede did come.

In fancy, he placed the sawmills, the big trading stores, the saloons, and dance-halls, and the long streets of miners' cabins.

And along those streets he saw thousands of men passing up and down, while before the stores were the heavy freighting-sleds, with long strings of dogs attached.

Also he saw the heavy freighters pulling down the main street and heading up the frozen Klondike toward the imagined somewhere where the diggings must be located.
He laughed and shook the vision from his eyes, descended to the level, and crossed the flat to camp.

Five minutes after he had rolled up in his robe, he opened his eyes and sat up, amazed that he was not already asleep.