The Daily Alaska empire., 1938-04-21
TRAPPERS ATE
 BIG MEAL, THEN
 WENT TO DEATH
Roy and Cass Mathews Un-
 doubtedly Lost Lives in Ocean
Continued from Page OnO

there and proceed south to what people of that area refer to as the islands" anywhere in Southeast Alaska. On October 26, Roy Math- ews wrote his last words in his diary which he called My Day Those words had to do with the dinner they had that day. The searching party believes that after eating this dinner and having nights sleep at Mile-and- Half Camp, they put out the morning of October 27 for Lituya but that undoubtedly their boat capsized .l they were drown ed and probably washed out to sea.
 Viuid Account GiUen
 The last three days account in the diary gives vivid idea of what the men were lip against It follows $ taken from the original.
 Oct. 24-I have not written any, thing in my diary because we have been waiting for the ocean to quiet down so we could move. We have lone everything we know how to find fur and meat but there is not enough here to pay so the only thing to do is get out. have found gold md native mercury but not quan- tity to pay.
 Our great reason for moving is S1at I misjudged our appetiteS. bought more food than my partner and I ate last winter in six months. I can see after two months here we have only enough flour, salt meat and sugar to get out. Our only hope would be to catch a wandering boat and that would have to put into Iituya Bay which all boats steer clear of because of it's treacherous- ness.
 Plight no Fun
 Our plight is no fun by far. Our )oat is too small to carry all we nave, and all we own in this world is here except our dress clothes and things we have no use for on a trip like this.
 The ocean is so stormy we can only get our boat off the beach into Jhe water about once a month. The breakers are four in row and all the way from two feet to six and eight, breaking with curling tops about 300 yards off shore. They are so fierce they hurl the boat right back on land. That is the general calm When it is storming you can't see the roundness of the horizon, breakers foaming, churning, pitch ing, leaping Is feet in the air, finally hurling its liquid virus against the beach with a thousand roars as loud as cannons, throwing water ever so high in the air, full of foam like some monster trying to devour the high land. I may seem to exaggerate these Pacific waters but any one who has been here before us and has waited for so many days trying to figure how to make ends meet next spring and to get to protected waters with no way to travel will agree anything said about this striT of water is so, no matter how ex- aggerated it may seem.
 Thtr,ti'sg, Schemt'tg
 We have been thinking, schemine for two weeks how to get to the is lands with most of our stuff There is man on the island at Lituys Bay who has large, deep open boa that may make the trip, providing of course the weather is good
 Now we have to have that boat Between the two of us we have onl. four dollars and the man doesn' know it but we must have that boat How are we going to get it? Is h' stubborn or hard to deal with?
 I feel like a man trying to bu, a seventy-story building with fou dollars.
 I have been in bad places bu never in my life have I ever beel any place where I couldn't get oil of. but this seems to be that plac and to think I paid one hundre and twenty five dollars to Tor Smith to bring me here. The legen says the older man gets the wisel I'm older now than I was when came, but it leaves me wonderin if I will profit by it.
 fl Oct 25.-Went to Lituya Bay br couldn't get to the Island without boat. The old man on the island hs poor health and couldn't come ovt for us I guess,
 Last Entry
 Oct. 26.-Ocean very rough { we dragged our boat over an , through about mile of brush an J woods to a creek which runs ha