The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-09-13
JUNEAU PILOT. TELLS OF TRIP.
 AFTER MATTERN
Robert E. Ellis Writes of His Experiences in
 Alaska Flying
Seattle Times)

The Jimmie Mattern rescue a natural cold storage plant for reindeer meat-Nome, where the wintry frosts leave the houses around so much that spring housekeeping has come to mean spring rebuilding" = transporting a Chinese scientist in search of reindeer horn for medicine. :.
 Those are just few of the un- usual experiences on one flight, as related by Robert M. Ellis. pilot for the Alaska Southern Airways at Juneau, in a letter to his bro ther, Victor G. Ellis, lire.
 The former Seattle flyer writes
 My experience with the Mattern Relief Expedition commenced when the expedition got as far as Ter race, B. C., 200 miles from Ket- chikan. The next morning after landing there they learned Mat tern had been found. Their prob lem now was a matter of rescue 
 rather than search.
 Plane Not Suitable
 Their plane, being a land plane, was unsuited for crossing Boring Sea and taking a chance on find ing a suitable landing field at Anadir pronounced A-naw-dree) Siberia.
 Consequently, they left one of their members to guard the plane at Terrace; the other three jour- neyed down to Prince Rupert by train, and there two of them bummed ride on passing plane to Juneau. At Juneau they enter ed negotiations to charter our Lockhead seaplane to fly them to Anadyr and bring Mattern home. The first I knew of the whole deal was a telegram: "Go to Prince Rupert. Get Thomas Ab- bey. Bring to Juneau" We did. At Juneau we were informed we were SOlIlS IO sOlUCl id
 But, with only few hours to prepare for that trip, our airways manager, Cot Hayes, handed me a radio, Send plane at once. Emergency" And a few minutes later we were flying out to Icy Straits to bring in a very sick man. We waited there two hours only to find the man was too i'll to move.
 Find Hole in Fog
 At 4:3O next morning we showed off from Juneau to Nome. The trip was uneventful. once we found a hole through the fog which walled up most of the pass es. We landed for gasoline at Kluane Lake, Nenana and Ruby. By 5 o'clock that night we were in Nome-the first plane ever to fly from Juneau to Nome in one day. The next day we were 10 continued to Siberia. But We lack ed one thing. That was permis- sion from Russia to land in Si- beria. After soine days Russia finally refused permission. They, too, wanted to make the gran doise gesture of flying Mattern to Nome.
 When one thinks of Nome, one thinks of gold. The town has shrunk from the roaring town Of thirty years ago, but there is still considerable mining activity, prin- cipally dredges. The beach in front of Nome is still being work ed by hand. Most of them earn about $2 a day and a couple Of them were earning as much as $10.
 Rebuilding Necessary
 Even now, Nome is most inter- esting. though obviously a diff cult town to maintain on account of the frost, which, each winter, heaves the houses and buildings around. This spring, empty build ings. deserted for years, lean and twist. Floors get slanted and the walls bulge.
 While we were waiting there the King Island Eskimos came in for their annual summer trading, bringing carved ivory, for muk-
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