Los Angeles herald., 1907-02-23
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THE CORRIDORS
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MINERS TELL OF
NERVY LITTLE WOMEN
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that it takes an old maid to raise chill
dren and tell woman how to keep
her husbands love, but If not equally
bromide it is equally true that 1t takes
an old bachelor to discuss woman.
Two of them-bachelors, of course
sat in the corridor at the Alexandra
last evening and swapped stories about
women they have known They were
miners, one from Alaska and the other
from Nevada. Both representative
types of the frontiersmen, the men who
have fought many q battle with the
wilderness in their hunt for gold and
have come out the victors to enjoy
little of the spoils.
They had been pals when they first
started out, each with the same quest
in his heart, seeking different parts Of
the globe as his field Of operation.
Charlie Sexton had a necessary knowl-
edge of mining law and 1t was not long
before he earned the title of judge,
which has been his ever since. VIII
Ebeling, for such is the name of the
other man, started out from Los Ange-
les and went to Alaska.
Talk about your thrilling expert
ences in a mining country. Why, you
Just have to go through them to know
what they are said Ebeling, address,
ing his remark directly to a tenderfoot
whose only knowledge of mines or min
ing consisted of a plunge into the stock
market to the extent of a couple of
fifties, once or twice in the course of
his existence.
That's the place you see women who
have the real stuff in them," continued
the speaker.
I'll never forget the night I spent
with two of them in the snow during
one of the worst blizzards 1 have ever
seen. 1t was the same blizzard in which
DR.. Tamm was frozen to death because
he wrapped all his rugs and blankets
around his dog and forgot about him
self. Then there was another fellow
who had both his legs frozen that
night and they had to be amputated.
I'VE started out in the afternoon
about o'clock. fThere were three of
us, the camp school teacher, a woman
who kept a kind Of a road house and
myself. We were just as happy as
could be because we were going six
miles to a dance We were camping
in Teller and the dance was over in
Bearing. Not like it is here. When
we want to dance we don't take a cab
and go to some fine ball room to
party. We go over the snow miles and
miles. That afternoon we had not gone
more than about two miles when a big
blizzard came up. Pretty soon 1t be-
came dark and you could not see your
hand in front of you. One of the dogs
baked and refused to go. We had to
cut him out. Soon another did the
same and a little later the third was
done up. One of the women was at
the handle bar and the other rode, while
/ got out and played dog. Those wo-
men stuck to it without a whimper.
All the time it was getting colder and
once 1 looked back and saw that the
face of the girl at the bars was being
frozen. We stopped and thawed that
out and then went on again, getting
our bearings as best we could by the
wind. Finally one of the women took
it into her head that we had gone too
far and had missed the town. She
wanted to turn back, but we could not
do that. First one Of us would have
died and then another. / saw there was
nothing for 1t but to spend the night
In the snow. 1 kicked out a hole In
the ground and put a reindeer skin
under the place where our shoulders
would come and then we got in and
pulled a robe over us. All night we
stayed there trying to keep from freez-
ing to death and in the morning we
found we were only mile from the
town. One of the women was so tuck
cred out she couldn't move and stayed
with her, trying to fix her up while
the other walked to town and got a
dog team. 1t was two months before
we were over the effects of that trip,
but the women never murmured. I
could just bet that down in their hearts
they were wishing for home and moth
er, but they kept all such sentiments
pretty we'll to themselves"
That's right, the women in the min
ing camps are all right" interrupted
the, judge, and then he pulled his mus
tache.
Guess I know a little about women
in camp myself. The second woman
to go into Bullfrog went in with me
and she was total stranger. She is
Mrs. Nick Dorsey, as fine a little wo-
man as ever lived. Nick was down In
the Bullfrog district trying his luck and
his wife was up In Goldheld. All of a
sudden she made up her mind that
where Nick was she was going to be,
too, and she just packed up her outfit,
pulled down her tent loaded 1t on a
wagon and prepared to go. 1 was in
Goldheld getting load of things for
myself and some of the boys. The load