Charles Rae and his family still operate some fishing huts where formerly they had a dance hall. Of all the roller coasters, barrooms, dance halls, chute-the-chutes and merry-go-rounds, their place is the last remnant of the rat-infested amusement park. His yard is littered with planks, rowboats and the whatnot of fishing stations.
In Mr. Rae's old dance hall is an old potbellied stove that has a circle of chairs around it. It is still decorated with flags gone dingy -- a reminder from happier days. Now it's a storehouse for marine engines, oars, lanterns, tools, paints and other odd and ends.
From 1917 to 1929 nothing much happens at North Beach. A reporter viewing its remains writes 'nominally still in existence but actually long dead.'