The weekly Alaska citizen., 1918-06-10
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 of the school children when it became rumored that the new principal of the schools was a colored man. An indignation meet. ing was in the process of forma- ;ion for the purpose of protesting against the employment of any other person but a white one for teaching he youth of Fairbanks. The rumor 'ras killed by one bright individual WLo fathomed the rumOr and re- ma,ted, Sure he's colored, ain't he sea-sreen e. Green)."
 A It is often that the LONG-HAlRED appellation long ENGINEER haired" cook is heard
 when reference is made to persons who follow that class of work for livelihood but it is seldom that one hears of Hong haired" engineer and in the mascu- line sense, at that. It so happened that Captain Adams, the genial fog twister on the Julia B. was in need of the attention of a tonsorial artist and much desired to come to Fair banks to have the needed work done Knowing that the steamer was due 10 come to town he deferred the operation until such time as the boat would dock. His disappoint- ment was great when he learned that there was not water enough in the river to allow the boat to come up. Well" he thought, II will get it done at Nenana." Arriving at Nenana he was kept busy and had no chance to visit the barber and postponed it until he would arrive at Panama. Unfortunately the boat ar rived at the post town on Sunday and she was compelled to wear his hair until he got to Ruby. The boat arrived at Ruby in due time and stayed there a long while. On hunt ing up the barber the captain found that he had gone on a stampede to some new discovery and once more the hair had to be worn to some other port The arrival of the boat at St. Michael is awaited with much interest and it is said that word has been sent on ahead for a barber to be on hand to relieve the captain of his hair as it is getting so long that he cannot see the steam guage. ABSENT We are not certain MINDED as to the reason, but BEGGAR Durwood Hooker, city
 cashier of the local telegraph office, has some weighty problem on his mind. He may be contemplating murder, suicide or lnatrimony-either of which are fatal, brJ then judge for yourself. The other evening he hammered a few lines on the typewriter, stopped, at as if in deep study, lit cigar cite, threw it into the wastebasket %nd put the match in his mouth! This family journal cannot print his .'-:t words).
 REGULAR Jimmie Barrack came PIPE shooting up the street iHT-MARE with a dozen boiler
 tubes (pipe) tied across the back of his Peaceful Henry. He met lady whom he knew to be going across the bridge aud stopped for her. She looked askance at the deck load but Jim. mics smiling phizog settled it and she seated herself. Away they went up the incline but the passengers personality was too much for the chauffeur. He turned, interested in the conversation, and-bing! Pedes- trians along First avenue thought the bridge was coming down from the rattle. and clang of iron as the tubes banged up against the iron pillars. James stopped rather suddenly and as he coaxed the Henry F. onto the middle of the bridge the passenger deserted the ship and left him to collect his scattered cargo.
 THERE WAS Mrs. Love. the Ne. NO DOG mana postmistress, CATCHER was passenger on
 the launch that was punctured by a sandbar last week, and after being rescued took refuge for the night in nearby bunk house. Her clothing was all soaked, so she unpacked her suit case and spread everything out to dry. When she arose. next morning and at- tempted to assemble her wardrobe