The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-12-05
CHAPTER TT.
AT JUNEAU CITY.

The foregoing will explain how it
came about that the steamer from
Seattle to Juneau, in early April, 1897,
bore among its numerous passengers,
three persons in whom we are inter
ested. In honor of the occasion, jeff
Graham wore a substantial coat over
his red flannel shirt, while the boys
were warmly clothed. They were in
high spirits, for youth is always buoy
ant at the prospect OF adventure,
especially when the promise of a great
reward lies at the end
The steamer was crowded with gold
seekers, for the news of the rich finds
in the Klondike region had already
spread along the Pacific coast, the wild
rumors being received with distrust in
the east. The distance from Seattle to
juneau is nearly a thousand miles,
and is hardly the real beginning of the
journey. Numerous acquaintance
We're made on the boat, but, following
the advice of Jeff, the cousins had lit
tie to say regarding their future
plans. In fact they did not know
enough about them to give out infor
nation. The old miner believed in
keeping his business to himself.
Juneau, the metropolis of Alaska,
was founded in 1880, and named in
honor of Joseph Juneau, the discoverer
distant. There is located the Tread
Well quartz mill, the largest in the
world. The city nestles at the base of
a pIecipitOus mountain, 300 feet high
has several thousand inhabitants, with
its wooden houses regularly laid out
good wharve5, water works, electric
lights, banks, hotels, newspapers,
schools and churches.
Here's where we get our outfit, -
coiA To- h .ial
plank to the landing, but Where can
Tim be?"
He paused abruptly as soon as ne
was clear of the crowd and looked
around for the one who was the cause
of his coming to this out-of-the-way
! corner of the world. He was still gaz-
ing when a man dressed much the
same as himself, but short stockilv
built and with the reddest hair and
whiskers the boys had ever seen, his
round face aglow with pleasure,
stepped hastily forward from the group
! of spectators and extended his hand
''Ah, jeff, it does me good to see your
j handsome silf; and how have We been,
and how do We expect to continue to
hap
Tim McCabe was an Irishman who,
when overtaken by misfortune in San
Francisco found Jeff Graham the good
sufficient gratitude therefor. 1t was
only one of the many kindly deeds the
old miner was always performing, but
he did not meet in every case with
such honest thankfulness.
! Jeff clasped his hand warmly and
! then looked at the smiling boys, to
whom he introduced his friend and who
shook their hands. He eyed them
closely, and with the duizzical ex-
!
pie. said:
,"And these are the laddies We wrote
about?" Ye said they were likely
broths of boys. but, Jiff We didn't dc
them justice, they deserved more"
Tim is always full of barney" ex-
planned Jeff, who, it was evident, was
fond of the merry Irishman; so yOr
mustn't MIND him and his WAYS"
Roswell and Frank blushed at thf
pointed compliments, and addressing
himself to the miner, Tim said:
I've engaged quarters for ye at the
hotel, but didn't know whether to take
a whole flure or not; come wild me"
1t was only q short distance to the
hotel, where the youths found hettel
accommodations than they expected
The meals were good and the charge:
moderate 4 brief conversation brough
out the fact that Tim McCabe had no
a dollar to his name. and but for thu
coming Of his friend he would no
have known where his next mouthfu
of food was to come from. Nothing
however, could uamnen his overflow
ing spirits AS for JEFF, he was glat
in his heart that his old friend was i'm
poverisT ed, for it gave him the pleasur
of providing for him. He had returned
from the KlCndike region a few week
before, being one Of those who me
with poor luck. He had taken GU