The Kusko times., 1932-06-25

Well, l guess you're one of those Kloldike kings. It's just 2 little too
 much money for me to cover I walked away laughing, as possibly Il
 had less money than Cap Ferguson.
 However, think I established a cer-
 tain prestige by my bluff. No, | would not even compete in the jump after that.
 Shortly after that Fay Delzene, who was my partner, secured a lease on No. 2 Above on Anvil creek. P. H. Anderson, missionary, was the own CT of this claim. We started right in and worked the claim out in 135 days. Archie Mitchell and Frank Hawley
 had lease on No. 3, and the 'Swedes'
 were working on the other side of us.
 The ground was rich, so all of us
 made litte stake. The following
 year I decided to take a trip through
 the United States. l set aside 1$5, 900 for this purpose. However, l was compelled to call on my reserve cap
 ital, for even in those days the lights were bright and the ladies' fair.
 My trip over, I returned to Nome. where l prospected and mined for some time. Just then came . rumor of big things in the KuskekMsim coun- try, so bunch of us got together to take whirl at that section Little did we think that we would remain in the Kuskokwim for almost thirty years. At any rate, one fine day, Dan Sprague, Billy Stanton, Ed Ope- son and myself started cut, headed for the Hoholitna river, q tributary of the Kuskokwim, haf way between Bethel and McGrath. We got bar prospects everywhre up to fine head, and then crossed the divide into the Mulchatna. We failed to find any, thing worth while on that side of the divide, so backtracked, and after fur ther work on the Hoiaolitna struck up the kuskokwim to McGrath. The fol lowing year we poled up the Nixon Fork and prospected. Later we wan dered up the West Fork, which we named. The Kuskokwim is a big country, and am sure will have 8 live camp or two in years to come. There is dearth of prospectors in the country. If there were prospect ors on those creeks like we had in the early Yukon days am sure that steamboats galore would be running up and down that great water artery of the Northland.
 q came out to have treatment for,| my eyes. Just few cataracts that prevent me from seeing colors in the pan, and when I get fixed up I will hike back to where I don't have to dodge crazy automobiles all day long. These peope out here haven't a min- ute to spare, and wonder where they are all going, and if they ever get there. Of the bunch of Us who came to the Kuskokwim country thirty years ago, but one has crossed the Great Divide-old Ed Opeson. He's gone. You know, he got married. III guess that's what happened to him. The remainder of us are still bach elors. Anyhow. this is leap year, and while there's life there's h0pe."
 Dick McArthur is a guest at the Northern Hotel. Judging by the number of oldtimers who visit him every day, he will have to appoint a ! reception committee. Dick is known as the Lone Wolf" on the Kusko-f kwim.' He makes his appearance at | some trading post in the spring, where he purchases his supplies. Het may be seen again in the fall. How ever, he .sqbscrihes for the best mag-l l azines and papers in the country, and when he gets his semi-annual mail mentally digested there is no sleep for the passing musher who comes to ]