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SATURDAY,
MARCH 4, 1916.
NUMBER THREE
Whisky
The name itself is nauseating, there are
thousands of men and women, in this
country, who have had sad experience’s
with the poison and the dispenser there of.
The philanthropic Gentlemen, who,
if granted a license, will paint the school
house, fence the cemetery, build a hospital,
and ship all their whisky over the C. R. &
N. W. Ry, Should be commended for their
charitable instincts.
In our many years, in new mining camps,
We have failed to see the saloon keeper,
pimp, or gambler, develope any mines or
clear mf a homestead.
McCarthy, is the best little town in Alaska,
With more mineral in close proximity than
any other place we know of, With many
new properties to be opened up, A camp
that will easily support, twenty thousand
miners five years hence, without the dam
nable saloon as a stumbling block.
During the saloon days, We heard many
complaints, Such as robbery and assaults,
but since then, there has not one case of
such a nature came to our notice.
Before publishing the above, we consulted
the Federal Game Laws, and find the sea
son on Editors, closed until April l.st, 1916
Prospecting
That there will be more prospecting done,
In this section this summer, Then there ever
was before, Is an assured thing.
The cry for more Copper, Comes from
all parts of this wicked eld world, and ever
so many, Old timers, as well as Cheechako’s
will be out in the hills looking for Borneite
and Copper Glance, as soon as the snow is
off the ground.
Contemplation
We are looking forward to a hunting trip
that we have planed for the summer, with
more enthusiasm, than any hunt we have
ever taken before.
Our Route, Will lay through the Valley’s
of the Chitina, Tibar, Hannigheeta, and the
Little Bremncr River.
Our only object in making this trip, is for
photographs of Wild Life. Our instrument
of torture, will be a Graflex Camera, and to
photograph a big live Brown Bear, at short
Range, will be our Gcal.
Colonel McGuire. Of Outdoor Life
Magazine. Has promised us a half interest
in Ills print shop for such a picture. But
we decline to have anything to do with any
oi these Common Publicatins, So long as
we arc sole owner, Editor in Chief, and the
devil, of a High Grade Magazine like the
Copper Bee.
We will he accompanied on our expedition,
by Mr. Jack Schultz, a Gentleman, and our
Klootch, a Squaw. In case Mr. Bear, in
sists on bear knuckles, instead the regulation
eight pound gloves, Jack will climb a con
vc-inient tree, and refferce the foot race.
But in case Bruin is feeding high, Above
timber line, where the conveinient tree is
missing, Jack will stay in camp, to keep the
skeeters from boreing holes, into the bean
pot, end we will take our klootch, who has
passed the state of usefulness, and right here
is where we may get even with our worst
half, for all the iniquities she has heaped
upon us in the past decade.
Upon our return, Readers of the BEE, will
get the full particulars, If not sooner.
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get A Protect trie Game Button; — but
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