The Nome daily nugget., 1917-09-20

Alaska, where, according to Rex Beach and Jack London, they took their whiskey straight has pinned on q White Ribbon.-Jim.
 A bunch of the boys were whooping
 it up in the Malamute saloon
 The kid that handles the music box
 was hitting jag-time tune;
 Back of the bar in a solo game, sa,
 Dangerous Dan McGrew,
 And watching his luck was his
 light O love, the lady that's
 known as Lue.
 From the shooting of Dan Me-
 Grew" by Robert w. Service.
 The ballots had all been counted and the dry States were holding a reception to welcome the additions to their society. Prim Miss Maine headed the receiving line, which in- cluded a brilliant representation of Southern aristocracy, such fine old families as the Carolinas, Alabama, Georgia, Virginias and Tennessee as well as generous sprinkling of Western and Middle Western names states lacking in the time -hallowed traditions, but welcome to the cause nevertheless.
 Looking somewhat self conscious in their newly acquired virtue, prosper ous Michigan, rangy Montana, the cattleman and the well known wheat ranchers, Messrs. South Dakota and Nebraska were passing down the line shaking hands and expressing pleas ure in their redeemed state.
 Of course this was a reception in somewhat different from the rather exclusive affairs of former years. There was probably a feeling among the eicer states that society isn't what it used to be, with all these strange newly rich persons from the West being recognized" but is was a very successful and happy occasion. Then. at a late hour the door open . ed to admit stranger. A sudden hush came over the room There was an uneasy constraint at .he in- trusiOn.
 Dear me, sister" 'gasped handsome Miss South Carolina to her sister, Miss North, "who ts that persona"
 I'm sure it must he some mis- take" chimcd in sweet Miss Virginia, ''it can't be any of our people"
 So the stranger stood hesitatingly by the door a moment obviously en- bafrassed in the company of so many beautiful ladies and prosperous gen. tlemen.
 He was a handsome young strang- CT for all that his tawny beard was frozen stiff to his parlia hood, and pools of melting snow collected about his mulSluks. His skin was bronzed and toughened by many a broiing sun and biting frost, but his eyes were clear blue with a merry twinkle that was infectious. He was tall and 1.-the and trail hardened and, in his Innocence of polite society, he had brought his dogs to the reception. n band of half wild, wolfish creatures. As he stood waiting recognition he glanced with a sort of sheepish pride at the new white ribbon badge pinned to the lapel of his flaming Mackinaw. And thus he hesitated.
 It remained for young Washington, himself a newcomer in this fast grow ing socitey to recognize the stranger.
 Well by the eternal,"s uuoth Washington-''is it--no it can't be- yes sir, Alaska! Klahowya, tillicum!"
 Why. you dog-goned old sal- mon eater" roared the stranger, de . ! lighted to find friendly face in n strange land Put it there!"
 Then the young Western State in- troduced the lusty young Northern Territory to the rest of the assembly, and the world learned that the last Frontier is gone, that the iip-roaring, devil may care Alaska, beloved of all fiction writers, is as dead as the Tar 1'lat and Roaring Camp familiar to