The San Francisco call., 1898-04-11
TmTON of the Steam Whaer Befvedee, When
 He Arrived at St. With

ing out some of Captain Tuttle's orders about breaking up illicit distillieries and this was resented by the distillers and their friends. The murderers lay in wait for their victim until he and | his wife returned on dog sled with a | load of wood.
 Another murder. which was without any direct provocation, took place on one of the rivers running into kotZebue | Sound a short time before we were there. A white man named Boyad, 1 who had been fitted out by Captain Nelson of the Liebes whaling station at Point Hope, was murdered by a mali cious native whose father was killed in 1880. Boyad was on his way up the river where he intended to prospect for gold. On his way up there he stopped at a native village and hired two natives as guides. One of them was from Cape Prince of Wales, and it seems that his father had been killed in the Captain Gilly massacre F years ago, during the progress Of riot in which the ma tives were trying to capture whaling; brig. The young mans father was one of fourteen who were shot and thrown overheard during the fight. Though the murderer of Boyad was babe when his father was killed he has been
 
 he would kill white man to avenge his fathers death
 "A few weeks before the murder of Boyad the murderer tried hard to get a shot at white man on schooner. Failing in this he hired out to Boyad. The story of the murder was told by the other native, who accompanied murderer and murdered on the voyage. From his narrative it appears that ha r111r6arpr loading rifle and asked him what he was doing it for.
 TO shoot seal was the reply.
 "'There is no seal here, said the tourist.
 Yes there is one. said the native.
 "So Boyad turned his head to look in the direction indicated, whereupon the native shot him. and threatened to shoot his companion unless the latter promised not to tell how the killing oc- cured.
 "The murderer made his way to Cape l Blossom where a mission was started 1 last year, told the missionary that he had not been paid for his services because Boyad accidentally shot himself, and was therefore paid by the missionary for his services. Later the other native told the truth I used some of Boyad's s provisions on my way down and car | ried a sack of flour stained by his blood If I could have found the na- l tive who committed the murder 1 would | have shot him. This is the way they | administer law up there. Soon after this found some natives who lived at | Cape Prince of Wales. They were go- | ing to kill the murderer but l warned | them not to do so, but to turn him over to the Bear and let the law have it's course There are many more natives | there who have the same sort of griev- ance and the case ought to be made an example to deter others from similar crimes against white men. I find that the bitterest natives are said to be those who have grown to manhood since their pirate fathers were shot.
 After leaving this part of the deso- late region which we traversed we found nothing very startling until we got to within fifteen miles of St. Mi l chael. where we found the steamer Alice lying in the ice. After leaving the Alice we went up the Yukon River This was a very bad trip, the cold be- ing about forty degrees below zero most of the time.
 "One night we camped out under a drilling tent, as there was no snow. On January 25 we came upon the steamer Mare Island, and a ball was given in my honor. There were only two or three ladies aboard, but some of the men tied handkerchiefS around their arms to designate that they were play ing female parts, and we danced until nearly morning. By the way, there was nothing to drink, and nothing is needed. for there is nothing that will finish a man quicker in that cold re- zion than drink A drinking man in an Arctic climate has no chance The best drink is tea or few drops of tabasco sauce in a glass of water. It is wonderful how warm that stuff will keep one. Coffee is good, but tea is l better
 Well, as we went on our mail pouch began to --- w heavier, so that when I arrived in Portland I had a hundred pounds. I started with about twenty bounds from Point Barrow but picked up letters here and there through all the Alaska country.
 At various points on the march had to rob the native caches of their food, but I always left some ammunition to pay for the grub I took. which is a custom of the country. Well, after we left the Mare Island we began the peril ous trip southward. We had a hard trip of 32O miles to the town of An | droska. We h. I orders on the Alaska Commercial Company's stores there to refit us for the trip. They furnished us fresh dogs and -ortage to the Kusku- cuim River, 1S0 miles away. We had | ~ ou,P,l tourney over the unol1nfaj inc