Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-05

 letters from Rawlins. Load um on sled Grub for Selkirk-you think um plenty dog-grub stop selkirk?'
 "Plenty dog-grub, Kama"
 "Um Bring sled this place nine um clock. Bring um snowshoes. No bring um tent Mebbe bring um fly! um little fiy?"
 "No fly" Daylight answered de. cisiyely We travel lighi-savvee We carry plenty letters out, plenty letters back. You are strong man Plenty cold. plenty travel all right" Sure all right" Kama muttered with resignation. Much cold. no care Um ready nine um clock" He turned on bis moccasined heel and walked out. imperturbable. sphinx like. neither giving nor receiving greetings nor looking to right or left The Virgin led Daylight away into 8 corner
 Look here, Daylight" she said in 8 low voice. you're busted"
 'Higher'n a kite"
 I've eight thousand in Macs safe -" she began
 But Daylight interrupted. The .pron-string loomed near and he shied Ike an unbroken colt
 1t don't matter" he said. Busted
 came into the world busted l go out, md I've been busted most of the time ince I arrived Come on; let's waltz. !"
 But, listen" she urged. My moneys doing nothing. I could lend t to you-a grub-stake." she added, lurriedly, at sight of the alarm in his face.
 Nobody grub-stakes me" was the answer. T stake myself, and when | make killing it's sure all mine. No hank you, old girl Much obliged. I'll get my stake by running the mail out and in With a sudden weli-assumed ehullition of spirits he drew her to- ward the dancing-hoor. and as they swung around and around in a waltz she pondered on the iron heart of the man who held her in his arms and re- sisted all her wiles
 AL six the next morning, scorching with whisky, yet ever himself. he stood at the bar putting every mans hand down The way of it was that two men faced each other across a corner, their right elbows resting on the bar, their right hands gripped to- gether, while each stove to press the others hand down. Man after man came against him, but no man put bis hand down, even Olaf Henderson aud French Louis failing despite their hugeness. s,sl
 The winner paysl" Daylight cried. Surge along yDu-sll! This way to the snake-rooml" .se'
 I'm busted higher'n kite, and Iu hittin' the trail for Dyea---" ii l Coin out?" some one called s5' Fl' : A spasm of anger wrought on his face for flashing instant, but in the next good humor was back again. 2 i T konw you-all are only Pokinf fun asking such B question" he said with smile. "Of course ain't going out, { Take the oath again, Daylight,l' tae 1 same voice cried ,h | T sure will I first come over ChiE coot in 's3. I went out over the Pass in fall blizzard, with rag of shirt ! and a cup of raw flour I got my grub | stake in Juneau that winter. and ip | the spring l went out over the Pass | once more. And once more the fam inc drew me out Next spring went i in again, and I swore then that I'd never come cut till made my stake. i Well, I ain't made it, and here 1 am And I ain't going out now. I get the mail and 1 come right back l won't | stop the night at Dyea. I'll hit up | Chilcoot soon as I change the dogs and get the maitland grub. And so ] ! swear once more. I'll never hit fol | the Outside till l make my pile And II tell you-all. here and now, it's got to be an almighty big pile. I'll be real ! conservative, and put the bottom notch at million. And for not an ounce ! less'n that will go out of the eoup try. tell you-an got a huncb There's a big strike coming or the Yukon, and it's just about due. l Cou't mean no ornery Moosehide Birct creek kind of strike. l mean real rip-snorter hair-raiser. Nothing cor slOp nGLs anu HAG IT NOtAiC AE AtHa. There's where you-allll track my uD- casins in the near future ii you si. want to find me--somewhere fn the country around Stewart river LD5tar river and Klondike river When { ss, back with the mall. Tn head that v7y so fast you-all won't see my trat for smoke She's e-coming. fellowq soa |
 | from the grass roots down, hun dred dollars to the pan, and a stam- pede in from the Outside fifty thou sand strong"
 If was you, Daylight. wouldn't | mush today" Joe Hines counseled. coming in from consulting the spirit ] thermometer outside the door. We're in for good cold snap. It's sixty-two below now, and still goin' down. Bet ter wait til she breaks"
 Daylight laughed, and the old sour. doughs around him laughed
 Its a thousand miles to Dyea." Bet ties announced. climbing on the chair and supporting his swaying body by an arm passed around Daylight's neck. It's thousand miles. I'm saying. an