Douglas Island news., 1899-08-16
Al Fort WrangeI.

The writer went, short time ago. to Fort Wrangel, our first home in Alaska. While in the city we were splendidly entertained by the family of Marshal Grant The Marshal built him nice
 home and with Mrs. Grant, their daugh-
 ter, Miss Kate and the two boys, Steve and Brigham, he certainly is leading very pleasant and happy life. Why, he is so contented that he has not even found out that Wrangel is quiet, and often talks about the prevailing boom.
 While there we heard some talk of dull times, and there are some people who seem to think that that town is the only quiet place in Alaska, but such is a mistake for the truth is that, with the exception of Douglas City, all Alaska towns are dull at the present time.
 The old timers are still all there and they have confidence in the town and are staying by it with becoming fOrti- tude Capt. Wilson, who with MT. R. ! Sylvester, owns the best saw mill in Alaska, looks younger every day. He keeps the saws running and also man ufactures boxes by the ship load. He goes to church regularly and sings in ! the choir. There are few men in Alas l ka who can claim as many friends as Capt. Wilson.
 Ex.auditor Hunt of Tacoma is in the 1 grocery and restaurant business and is doing we'll we are glad to say. He came to Wrangel with the boom and seems contented and happy. J. P. Collins is wharfinger at the MckinnOn dock and is contented with his job. MT. Piser was recently sent up to help him which shows there is something to do at the wharves.
 Duncan McKinnon, who came to Wrangel in the year one, is still there and never thinks of leaving town if only for a visit. We were pained to learn that Mrs. McKinnon's health has not been good for some time. Our friend Bruno Greif was out of the city and we can't say anything about him. The Eureka Brewery boys have quit making beer, but are selling the Seattle liquid and are doing well.
 l Mir. Robert Reid, one of the best and best known men in Alaska, is still at the old stand. His partner, MT. R. | Sylvester, can't remember when he first came to Alaska. it is so long ago. That firm is one of the very best in Alaska. Frank U. Whitney, the chief clerk and bookkeeper for this firm, is a mascot, and we doubt not Reid & Syl- vester often wonder how they ever got along without him.
 Dick Case, one of the finest fellows that ever lived, got tangled upin an at tachmeut suit some time ago, but by the aid of Johnny Sales, the debts were all paid and he has a good stock of goods and is doing a good business. T. G. Wilson, his former partner, IS also in business again and is laying the foundation for a fortune.
 The Journal is doing we'll and the ed | itor. McKeand is blooming out as a full-1edged lawyer. He tried several cases in the courts of that city.
 Judge Fred Page-Tustin, the commis- sioner, grinds out justice with equal regularity. He is trying to break up the selling of whiskey to Indians and is having a hard time of it. His wife, most estimable woman, is in bad health. We cannot say near all that we wish to of Fort Wrangel and her people, but we must not forget our old friend Col. Crittenden The Col. is the same sO- cial, genial gentlemen that he was when we first met him. A genuine Chester field, polished, we'll educated and the finest conversationalist in Alaska. His tory, poetry and the bible are all fla miliar to him and how we did enjoy visit with him.
 Keep your eye on Wrangel. Some of these days a gold strike will be made near that city. Wrangel is coming to the front, and don't you forget it.