The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1898-08-12

away, clear to the hide and further. l
was obliged to hold down my coat tails
for some days afterward as my change
of clothing was tied up with my outfit.
"The next day we all left Sheep camp
and went owe to Lake Linderman
where we again passed a night in a
bunk tent and I caught a terrible cold.
In the morning, our outfit having ar
rived, we went on to Linderman. The
us nearly all day to make it, the trail
a so bad. At Linderman we first
pitched our tent on the snow, and with
a few spruce boughs under our Sleep
ing bags we slept away our first night.
Palmer claimed that he liked to cook,
so I let hin do my work, contenting my
self with hauling wood for the fire.
"The town of Linderman consists of
some 800 or 1000 tents. The bishop
preached here for the Presbyterian
minister, Mr.. Dickey, in a large frame
tenting covered building to at least 100
S ~AN S"SASy "oAAACA .
Monday we loaded our outfit upon
Yukon sleds and started upon our long
journey. The snow was soft and SO
were we, and after a tramp of six miles
camp. Next morning we were up at
4 o'clock and reached Lake Bennett in
the afternoon. Starting again at 4
o'clock h next morning we reached
the foot of Lake Tagish, where we
went into camp to build our boat,
which was quite a job. The trees have
to be cut into logs and with a whip
saw converted into lumber, and from
these boards we made a boat twenty
two feet long n five feet across. BY
the time his was done Lake Under
a had opened enough so that we
could pass down the lake, through
the river to Lake Marsh. Here our
trouble began, as we found it closed
with ice. We went into camp again
and Sunday the bishop held an out
door service, at which were present a
large c%oncourse of men and two
"oAAACA IL S1l611S was SplGuulO ana
all seemed to enjoy the service, being
most of them Christians. Starting
again we went down the lake until we
found twenty parties busy breaking
the ice n Joined them, and after a
time got way. But next day we came
upon solid ice again and pulled our
boat and outfit over it for six miles,
when we came to open water. Here
we ound some men bound for the
mines who had a rough raft with a
large sail. They joined US and the
sail saved us lots of work.
I'VE stopped over night at Miners
creek, where providence helped us
again. A man who knew the river Of
fered to pilot our boat if we would let
him go with us, which we were only
too glad to do.
mo stranger should attempt to row
a boat through White Horse rapids, as
the risk is too great. Many men who
have attempted to run them nave lost
their lives, or what is about the same
in this country their cargoes. I have
never seen anything like this stream
for anger, fury and malice, so much
above the power Of man to control.
Niagara may hav the power, but not
approaches the canyon in the shape
of an g. so that you cannot see it
until you are in it. The banks are
high cliffs, and the river, suddenly
narrowing from 100 yards to less thar
fifty feet, hurls the water from either
side and creates waves of terrible
height and force. There are six waves
and then a quiet basin, then another
rush, but not so bad as the first, and
with only three or foul waves. Then
the river spreads out into Squaw rap
ids, which is a fall of reefs and rocks.
1t is here that most lives are lost. We
all rode in the boat to the foot of
Squaw rapids, where the bishop en-
gagged two men to take it down for us
and we walked, carrying such things
as we did want to get wet. The boat
came through all right without taking
a bucket full of water"
An Operators Story.