R.L.H.MARSHALL
GENERAL MERCHANDISE
WE HAVE
A nice line of mens, summer nnder"wear^ overskirts, caps, knitted, neck-ties, dress
workshoes of all discription
Fresk Butter, Eggs, Fruits & Vegetables Received every Saturday
Peaches, Pears, Plums, Etc. are now at
their testier Can ring, from tlie stand
point of hoth Price, anil tjluality.
Orders For Fruit In Crate Lots Should be PLACED at ONCE.
The canning SEASON will soon be over
Our New Stock Of WINCHESTER AMMUNITION Is VeryCompIete
And Insures The Best Results On Your Hunting Trip, Besides Reducingto
A Minimum The Troubles And Risks Which Accompany Bad Ammunition
J. B. O’Neill
Merchant
Telephone Service To all Camps in the District
Mail Orders Given Special Attention
“The Miners’ Home”
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Card Tables
Soft Drinks
CigarS - Cigarettes
and Tobacco
Bill Johnston
Pete Jacobson
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“The Golden”
J"list Skilled Workmanskip
To tke Natural Beauty
Of tke Finest Pelts and tke Answer is
Alaskan Jb nrs
JAS. HUSSEY Prop.
WHO Wants a Buffalo? Here Is
Your Chance
Washington, Aug. 9. —An offer
of a bufti l > free is made by the
Interior Department, to anv one
willing to pay the freight.
LOOS 1915
The cannonade raged for nine hours,
then ceased as suddenly as it had begun
like a stone falling to earth, and the o
deal was over.
There was no talking, no laughter.
The braziers were still unlit, the men
had not eaten for many hours. But none
set adout to prepare a meal. It seemed
hat all were afraid to move lest the least
noise should awake the slumbering Fur
ries.The guns were asleep and it was
unwise to disturb them.
A limber clattered up the road and
rations were dumped at the corner of the
villiage street. “I 'ope they’ve brought
the rum, ” somebody remarked, and we
all laughted boisterously. The spell was
broken, and already Bill Teake, had a
match applied to a brazier and a little
flame glowed at the corner of a traverse.
Somebody, stumbled against him, and
nearly threw Bill into the fire.
“’Oothe blurry ’ell is that shovin’ a
bout’ ” spluttered Teak, rubbing the
smoke out of his eyes and not looking
around.
*• It’s the blurry Colonel of the Lon
don Irish,” a voice replied. And Bill
shot to attention and saluted his C.O.
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