The daily Alaskan., 1905-02-20
FLASH SCENES
 IN A LIFE
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 On a road a spick and span wagon with a white canvas cover pulled by four sleek horses was jogging along, the outfit gllstening in the morning rays, presenting a prosperous appear ance unusual to that region. Henry Hawkins, pioneer, drove, and within the wagon his wife and their two little children were sleeping soundly. Flaw klns, who had rowing disposition, having become dissatisfied with his humdrum business in the east, had sold out, put the money into "schoon- er," horses, harness and general outfit and was going to rush for new home in a region that was about to be opened to squatters.
 Reaching the boundary, he found crowd of people waiting to take advan- tage of the same opportunity, which was to occur the next day. Hawkins made the effort with the rest, but he was unfamiliar with the process, and they all got ahead of him. When he arrived at the best locations, the land was taken up: and he moved on to the next best. There he entered a claim and squatted.
 The sun stood at noon over another scene. It was region unrecognized by the government and was conse- quently called No Mans Land. flaw kins' wagon, paint worn and rickety, was pulled along by three lean horses over a dusty road, and, as before, Hawkins drove. He had tired of try ing to wrest a living from his unpro. ductive farm, had pulled up stakes and was going to find new home in No Mans Land.
 He did not find a home to suit him. Since the government did not recog- nize the existence of No Mans Land, there was no law there, and the set tiers concluded to govern themselves. Hawkins, being the only man unoccu- pied, was appointed sheriff. One day in trying to arrest a refractory citizen Hawkins killed him. It was an unfor tunate event for the sheriG. The man who was killed had friends, and flaw kins was made to feel their enmity. He concluded to move on.
 For years the Hawkins family lowered on the borders of those re gions that were about to be opened up, ready to make a run for a home. But Hawkins either never succeeded in finding one or If he did did not keep 1t. They lived in the wagon and camp ed by the roadside The wagon was now old. It had never been repainted, but 1t had been patched. The horses were used up, the canvas cover was rotten. The wheels were held together by old pieces of telegraph wire, the harness by bits of rope, Hawkins with his broken down team was known everywhere, and he had acquired the name of "the mover" The Hawkinses were lean and hungry looking.
 
 The sun was setting over the noun tains. Two prospectors passing down a dirt road saw a schooner, one wheel of which had given way and let down a corner of the wagon. This had ef- fected complete wreck. A man stood looking at 1t mournfully. A woman and two children were crying beside a smoldering fire by the roadside.
 Do you know who that is?" said one of the prospectorS to the other. That's Hawkins, the moyer,' Reckon he's stranded at last Hello, Hawkins! What are you doing here?'
 Going to lay out a graveyard and settle" was the mOurnful reply.
 As he spoke the sun went down be- hind the mountains.
 
 Five years passed. One morning a horseman was riding on a road wind ing upward. A mechanic, with a bag of tools slung over his shoulder, was coming down. Just above cloud Of smoke hung over pocket in the moun' tain.
 ''To the presidents house?" asked I0e nOFSeLudut pOlulLub dhS''u'
 "Yes; up there where you see the smoke"
 Has the new pump arriyedT
 "Yes; this morning"
 The horseman rode on, but before coming to the smoke turned aside to a roomy and comfortable looking dwell ing set in the center of well adorned grounds. Dismounting at the gateway, he went up to the house. Of the serv- ant who came to the door he asked:
 'Is the president at home or over there% pointing.
 Hes just going over, sir. He'll be down in a minute"
 The president came down, and the stranger said to him:
 'Tm Inglcside; sent out to put in the new pump"
 "Ah, glad to see you. Wen go right over."
 Mir. Ingleside was invited to take up his quarters at the house, and that evening while the two sat smoking to- gether he asked the president how he came to select the name given his mine.
 HNIInes p reDlied the president. "are