The Alaska citizen., 1917-09-17

len l4bth "t tbA7t'4 lf|H"E i'''- '. ou, of bed and demanded something
 10 eat. Al eight the third day We were on our homo stretch to Brooks, arriving at Swauson's about one and leaving there al tiye-thirty up, up, |up. We climbed uu at las, We were right on the top Of Amy Dome. WoE I've never seen the Alps or Honolulu. but know the desire 10 see them
 would fade away entirely if you'd ever see a sunset from Amy Dame Sad though il was for ne, because my escort had been over the Dome
 so many times that he couldn't even show speck of sentiment about the beauty of it all, and it's no fun to rave alone. While on the top Of
 the Dome We could sight the trail leading into Brooks very easily, but after We slid down the other side lit was not so evident. and, as mat ter of fact, did not show up again until We reached Brooks over a self made trail This last stretch of the trail into Brooks shall not touch upon al all. as I wish to stay in the coun- try for few days yet; what l could say here would have nothing in com
 mon with whatI thought that night,
 50 it had better go unsaid At eleven
 We got into Brooks, and as per usual, hungry. If you have any trouble
 with a poor appetite let me suggest mushing in Alaska; it works miracles inconceivable. Outside they tell you that the people in Alaska do not get the news until it is old. Well, am
 going out and tell them what they DON'T know, for the combined eff
 forts of the Seattle Times and Port land Oregonian could not spread news as fast as it is done here. At eight o'clock in the morning following our
 arrival l was on deck and ready to hike over the mountain to Olive, and considered myself a total strang-
 CT to everyone, but far be it from such, no less than dozen pedestri- ans addressed me by my name, and | had a sort of uncanny feeling of
 having been known and not know ing. In two days I knew everybody in Brooks and started for creeks. Here 1 met some of the old "Written
 about Aaskans,' and I began to ap-
 preciate why they were talked of as being big, unselfish and hospitable, etc. They were all of this and more.
 l could not pass a camp on the ditch without stopping in and making a call of some length, and as for pay ing your way there why, l insulted
 man once beyond any hopes of re- gaining his friendship by offering to pay for a meal, after that l always
 went as "One of the family" and some of the best friends I have ever made and known them to be friends, l made in this rough, Out-of- the-way place. By rough, l do not ] I,, a of h. ness. but to an Outsider and more especially a lady who never has seen | mining camp before, it appeals to
 her as a rough living, but l think
 l was cut out for a miner for dur ing the three weeks spent in the
 Tolovana l realized my fondest eX-
 peCtations, those of picking pan,
 washing out the gold myself and , even learning its value and how to weigh it. l attended a number of cleanups, and each one was profit able for as a guest of honor the | boys always presented me with a portion of the outcome. Most of the boys on the ditch are right on the pay, and therefore think nothing
 more or less of giving journalist bit of dust and nuggets. After all the pleasantness l experienced it was l doubly hard to start down river on | the way back to Fairbanks, for l | could easily have stayed the winter | through and never tired of it, think | We had a pleasant trip on the Dodge
 tram car to the Trapper's Cabin, where we were held up for two days waiting for a river boat, but not to
 my displeasure, for We went fishing and to my own great surprise. as we'll as the others of the party l pulled out nine greyling in about l twenty minutes, and then went back
 to the road house to cook my catch too excited to try for more. Late 1 in the evening the gas boat came | for us and We started down river to the Log Jam Well, we started all in good faith, but not far out