The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-11-10

GOT TWENTY BULLETS.
Tale of a Wild Young Man Who De-
serted from a Whaler.

San Francisco Examiner: Joseph FiSet,
one of the crew of the whaling steamer
Belvedere, that reached port yesterday,
after a two years cruise in the Arctic,
was close friend of Robert Thomas of
the jeanette. who was shot and killed
while trying TO desert from his vessel to
reach the gold mines of the Yukon
FiSet was with Thomas in the attempt
to desert. Their vessel had caught prac-
tically nothing and they had little hopes
Of gaining anything but the rough expe-
rience in a whaler's forecastle at the end
of the voyage. They had both been rear
ed in refined homes. but wild life had
estranged them from society. They re-
belled at their treatment by the officers
of the vessel, who made no distinction
between them and the vilest of the men
before the mast. They joined with Il
others to desert and trust to luck to
reach the Yukon. They broke into the
storeroom of the whaling fleets head
quarters on Herschel island took guns
and supplies and with the barometer SO
degrees below zero started on their long
tramp.
About so miles away from the ship
in line almost from Herschel island -
said FiSet, I'VE came to a native hunter S
camp and there we replenished our sup
asking the owner. He was not there.
and that was an excuse for our con-
sciences. AS we were leaving, after rest
ing a day. some of the men destroyed the
articles we left in the snow in a most
malicious manner.
mo wonder the hunter was angry
when he returned and viewed the scene
of devastation We had left behind US.
About that time party from the vessel
came after us and the native hunters in
their anger were easily induced to join
them. They followed us for about 20
reached another hunters camp. They
called on us to surrender, and Thomas.
who was nearest them, called back in
defiance. He raised his rife to his Shout
der and aimed at our pursuers. / rushed
toward him, calling ID him not to shoot
but he did not heed me and a bullet
was sent toward the party of Esquimo
hunters who were with the men from
the ship. Their rifles were leveled on
him in an instant and he fell at their
first shot. He was on the summit of a
little mound when he fell. 1 lodged
behind a pile of rocks and escaped the
hail Of bullets that was sent in our di-
rection. Some of our party tried to re-
turn the fire, but their weapons were of
an old pattern and they were poor marks
men and it was to little effect.
The native hunters were armed with
good rifles and they were crack shots.
We had to give in, though FIVE of our
the ravines and they afterward reached
the mines. Thomas was the mark for the
natives and when his body was picked
up twenty bullets had been sent into il
by the revengeful Esquimaux. Thomas
was the son of a well-to-do piano manu-
facturer Of Hamilton, Ontario"
TRIALS OF COUNTRY JOURNALISM.
An exchange of the Fourth Estate
relates an interview with a publisher, in
which the latter tells how he tried to
change a prosperous little weekly paper
in North Dakota into daily. He said:
Our ambitious souls aspired to some
he
itan than a newspaper published once a
week. We must have a daily. OF
course the enterprising merchants patted
me on the back and said Go in And 1
went in.
while the novelty lasted the adver-
tisements flowed in in way to delight
the heart of the crankiest country editor
that ever sawed wood. But while nov
city in this business is a thing of beauty.
ii is not a joy forever by a darn sight.
The novelty wore off.
Along in the early summer one day
the wife of the leading druggist went
over into Pembina county on a visit. Now
her husband was one of our few good
every -day-in-the-week advertisers. Any
thing he wanted in this hop went
But his wife's departure escaped the
attention Of the entire editorial and bust
ness force and it went unchronicled. Per-
hapS we should have remained ignorant
neighbor gone to Grand Forks on little
visit. also few days later and a personal
appeared to that effect next morning
when l came down to the office to-
ward noon that day met our liberal ad-
vertising patron, the druggist, just COM
ing out and looking as sour as a pot of
old paste. l greeted him, of course with
the obsequious friendliness our circum-
stances demanded. but was repulsed with
yoliey of German-American eXpletives
that staggered me. Then te recited the
story of his wrongs in a way that made
my hair curl. and when he told me he
had ordered his ad. out and stopped his
paper my blood ceased to circulate. So
did the daily Post Bugle."
e-<ZS-S-
DR.. Cornet of Berlin, has made an in
teresting experiment, which discloses
what danger there is of communicating
tuberculosis. He collected dust from the
walls and headboards of beds in which
tuberculosis patients had been confined
and found that in Is cases out of q the
dust was capable of inoculating animals
with the disease.
New York Commercial Advertiser:
Dobson-Do you believe in second
sight?
Hobson-No, but my wife does, When
l go shopping with her she always says
to the clerk: 'Tll come in and look at
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