What to read after Burning Daylight?

It was a quiet night in the Shovel. At the bar, which ranged along one side of the largechinked-log room, leaned half a dozen men, two of whom were discussing the relative merits ofspruce-tea and lime-juice as remedies for scurvy. They argued with an air of depression and withintervals of morose silence. The other men scarcely heeded them. In a row, against the oppositewall, were the gambling games. The crap-table was deserted. One lone man was playing at thefaro-table. The roulette-ball was not even spinning, and the gamekeeper stood by the roaring, red-hot stove, talking with the young, dark-eyed woman, comely of face and figure, who wasknown from Juneau to Fort Yukon as the Virgin. Three men sat in at stud-poker, but they playedwith small chips and without enthusiasm, while there were no onlookers. On the floor of thedancing-room, which opened out at the rear, three couples were waltzing drearily to the strains ofa violin and a piano.Circle City was not deserted, nor was money tight. The miners were in from Moseyed Creekand the other diggings to the west, the summer washing had been good, and the men's poucheswere heavy with dust and nuggets. The Klondike had not yet been discovered, nor had the minersof the Yukon learned the possibilities of deep digging and wood-firing. No work was done in thewinter, and they made a practice of hibernating in the large camps like Circle City during thelong Arctic night. Time was heavy on their hands, their pouches were well filled, and the onlysocial diversion to be found was in the saloons. Yet the Shovel was practically deserted, and theVirgin, standing by the stove, yawned with uncovered mouth and said to Charley Bates: -"If something don't happen soon, I'm gin' to bed. What's the matter with the camp, anyway?Everybody dead?"Bates did not even trouble to reply, but went on moodily rolling a cigarette. Dan MacDonald, pioneer saloonman and gambler on the upper Yukon, owner and proprietor of the Tivoli and allits games, wandered forlornly across the great vacant space of floor and joined the two at thestove."Anybody dead?" the Virgin asked him."Looks like it," was the answer."Then it must be the whole camp," she said with an air of finality and with another ya