The Saint Paul globe., 1900-04-22

of the various creeks. Others are buy
ing drinks for the fairies" who sweep
down the wide stairway that leads to the
boxes overlooking the show. A card
hangs on the swinging doors at the rear
of the main room advertising: '"Theater-
Admission. 80 Cents
At one place we pushed the doors open.
peeped in, coughed and backed out again.
The foul air, bad tobacco, and the smell
Of spilled gin was too much even for my
hardened friend, Thompson. To a woman
who blew cigarette smoke and smiles In
his face he said: you are no lady
/ think he must have been wrong, for
am sure no gentleman would dress as
that did. 1t wore a pink bathing suit.
short and starchy, natural stockings, sun
set slippers and garters of gold It's hair
was the hue of house on fire After
looking it over carefully for q moment
jim said 1t was what KlondikeTs call "a
dream"
Wash yer neck?" asked miner, jerk
ing his head toward the bar.
Ou1, said the dream, and then she put
! naked elbow on the board and called In
a clear. confident voice. High ball!"
1t was IL O'Clock, but not yet dark,
when we passed out and stood for a mo-
ment on the embankment, and watched
the mighty Yukon gliding by.
In all the shops people are still shop
ping, just as they were when we arrived
at O'Clock this morning. Like the birds
Of the Klondfke, they did not know when
to go to bed. In front OF an ou filters
some prespectors are packing a train OF
burros. An English-Canadian calls us
into the hotel to have liquor with hfn
He has just finished his dinner. He has
fNfa lott
and is at this moment-11:30 p. m.-start-
Ing out to stake it. At the door are his
two guides, and at their feet couple OF
stout dogs, and in canvas paniers on their
backs are food and drink for the men and
their master, and feed for the dogs 1t is
fourteen miles over to the calm end
twenty-four back, making eighty-seven
miles in all that this white-haired Briton
must tramp by noon tomorrow, for he
has just assured me that he will be back
before the Victorian sails at ~ m
THESE figures may seem little coafus-
ing to people outside" but I can as sur,.
the reader that they are correct ard as
near the truth as the average statement
Of the average trailer over lands These
men are the mastodonic liars OF the earth.
L have already crossed swords with the
trail liar and the raisin liar The former
was on the Edmonton trail 600 days, dur
ing which time he ate nothing but ice
cream made from the milk of the MO e.
The other fellow lived nine days on seven
ralsins. 1t is too bad. The mosquito liir
Is gone He just simply pined away and
died when he had seen and heard the trail
liar and the raisin liar.
Here comes man crying Seattle papers
only eight days old. Behind him, In the
gioaming. man is carrying a basket OF
sliced watermelon: little crescents cut
thIniy from six-inch shell, and he wants
70 cents bite. Watermelons are cheap
now You can buy whole one as big as
boys head for $3.50. They were $fa
a little market a man is cutting a round
steak for IS cents pound Porterh use
is 81.
THE MERRY DANCE.
Across the street, three blocks away, a
white banner Is stretched. bearing this
notice. in screaming red and black lette $:
'Nigger Jim's Pavilion 1 am surprised
to learn that this Niger Jim is a white
man.
The noise that comes from the place re-
sembies music. A man in his shirt s 'eeves
is calling the figures Of the dance s. me-
times he sings them. and this Is his song
II must have originated in COW camp:
lutte your ladies', all together!
Ladies opposite the same!
hit the lumber with your leather!
Balance all and swing your damei
Bunch the heifers in the nliddlei
Circle stays and do-so-do!
Pay attention to the fiddle!
swing her round and off you go!
First four forwardi Back to placest
Second fellow-shuff1e backf
NOW you've got 1t down to cases
swing EN- till their trotters crackl