The Cordova daily times., 1915-06-09
BY HELEN VAN CAMPEN

snow banks above you's discouragin but Alaska folks dress up all the same -why'nt you femme try this little
 pink chiffon gown on you, dear? The
 lines are darling.
 Your siEter'n law'd accuse you of
 bein' wasteful? Say, dear, If was you I'd tell her to sell her hammer an buy horn, for she ain't your best friendl Mrs. Heinie Rosinsky's bridge Is set for Sat'day-her husbands one O the coal claimants an he owns a salmon saltery on the kusKokwim, an while Birdie was a hasher in Dawson until she grabbed Helnie, she spent a year in Parus an her dia- monds are wonderful an wisht you'd heard her humiliate a tourist on the Cordova dock last year who | talkin' French an pronouncin' Rheims to rhyme with teamsl If you take the pink chiffon she'll realize you got tong. You were? Dearie' you'd be throwin' your money away-why the only COW that was ever on Prince William Sound was the one Sam Blum brought to Valdez. an she fell down crevasse in the glacier the very day they told the store not to deliver any more canned milk!
 Listen dear, as between sister wo- men-you got the next shack to Clara Howard; does she mention me? ask. not that I care, but a certain party said Clara warned her my goods was Ina! She did? Squeeze in a trifle, dear, I'll have to let this out for you, you must be larger than thirty -eightl Well, live an let live, of course. but If Clara begins braggin about the three'n four hundred dollar gowns she wore in Nome, itll quiet her to re- mark that two dollar red wrappers outa the A. c. comp'ny's store was all we eyer-pull in harder, dear, you're breathin' out an not in--there! ItsI ravishin'-I bet your sister'n laws one peeyed girl when she see 1t. Yes, eighty dollars, dear, look at yourself in this mirror-aint that sweet? Yunno Clara banned both the bonin an guarantee, when l took Trueform corsets through the interior, an Harry never uttered one yeep in my defense though Pete an me packed the extra fifty pounds of bacon that Harry couldn't handle, up the Susitna when we was all goin' to Broad Pass last year, an-eh. An don't you want the green? We'll!
 (That ends her, I spose, by the way she tore outa here. Aw, this camp is dead one, l seen that on the jump. An to be inchin' out a Twin sellin' face lotions an Keep-Curl, when we got a lead silver proposition half mile from where the rails would be laid if he picked this route, an unless he does 1t ain't worth a hoot that far from a smelter-I'm goin' to stay out on the point tonight, an watch for the lights of the boatI But it's no use, we're wrong, I know we are heavens l keep hearin' whistles; I'd swore l heard one then. Why did Pete put this tent in the trees where you cant see the water or anything else? An I'm tired of smellin' fresh cut logs an Siwashin' in one room. wouldn't care if the sidewalks in Seattle did hurt my feet, an yet we got to drudge along here, l s'pose, an the one who was better guessersll get the money an Petell hike in on the tail of the .boom-an' we'll be ditched again.
 It's his fault; lettln' those fellas in the survey party last spring kid him that this was the best point on the coast. l wonder who that woman in the funny little hat an the patent leather pumps is, just 1umpin the mudhole? That's the very latest style hat, outside. It's maddenin' to be off the main trail of a camp!
 She must have come In overland.
 Good day! Could I interest you in Keep Curl--it stays in three-weH, in Bloom of Youth, then, 1t gives nat ural-that tent? Fifty dollars. You'u take 1t? An the stove? An the six chairs an the set of irons You're goin to start q restaurant? I hope you have luck, I'm sure.
 (Here's strange man now,) Sir? There's ten of those pack saddles eight each. You-you couldn't use a Whizzer engine. new model, fly wheel in the magneto an doesn't need bat. teries to start-you can hang it over the end of row boat?
 (Talk about queer, how'd Pete get the hunch that stuff woul dsen? And