THE
McCarthy weekly news
Entered as second class mailer. Sepiem
ber 17th, 1918. at the lost Office, a
McCarthy. Alaska, under the Aci o
March 3. 1879.
C. O. Marwood Editor
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Saturday October, 18, 1924
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Strange things are done in the
midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold,
And the Arctic trails have their
secret tales
That would make your blood run |
cold.
R. VV. Service
We read of another gold stri
ke in Cassiarand the Eagle Creek
district and we wander back thro
ugh the maze of stories we have
heard from old time prospectors
and miners—men who were Sour
doughs before the Dawson stain
l ede in ninety eight.
ihroughout the history of
Ai iska and the Yukon never has
i ere been a gold stampede with
out untold and unspeakable hard
snip. Junta whisper '‘gold” and
what was leisurely, kindly, easy
goo ^mankind is. in a flash, tra
1 s oi met! into a frenzied mob,
begging, borrowing enough to
buy a slab of bacon, a blanket, a
lrymg p.m and join in the mad
sc r<! mule.
The farmer th rows down his
foi u oi kicks aside his milking
stool; the fiesh faced and soft ha
mi* d clerk hurls his. pen at t.ie
nearest adding machine; the old
time musher taaes his feet off
the hotel stove with a bang, kic
ks over his three legged chair
and one and all turn their dices
to the land of promise, strewn
with glittering gold.
Why is this? and again why? ;
Show a man where lie can make
a fortune in the commercial wor
id, on the stock exchange or any
other comparatively easy way
and he will sit down with a pen
cil and an old envelope and care
fully figure his chances. He will
look it over from all angles and,
nine times out of ten, reject it.
But just let an old, ragged,
rough bearded prospector mush
into town and shout, “Ive struck
it over on the creek. Gold from
the grass roots,” and do they stop
to figure their chances:'No! With
one mad rush they am gone and
the chances are just 100 to lagan
st every man who starts. The cha
nces of freezing, starving, being
swept to death in the torrents
just about even.
Again we ask “Way?" !
The following vvts wrir.en
and re id by Mr. Su /.rr at a ret -
eL)tion tendered him on board the
S. S. \ ictoria, the l:4s> nigI■ t of the
voyage.
Our trip is almost over-our ship is
nearing shore
Bnt before we leave for homeward
We meet to say once more
We’ve had a lot of pleasure.
That adds to life's old rhyme,
That’ll never be forgotten,
Thru all the years of time.
All things, they say must end some
day
And the best of friends must part
But ere we go we want to say
And we say it from the heart
We’ve had a trip We ll ne’er forget
From the ending to the start.
We’ve seen so much and we've heard
so much
That we’ve learned a lot of things
And not the least is the human touch
With the hopes and joys it brings
May their memories, true a id sure
Never be forgoiten, but thru all the
years endure.
And here’s to Captain Davis
With all his gallant crow,
And the grand oid ship, \ ictoria,
A vessel staunch and true
That’s sailed on eveiy ocean
From Nome to Timbuclu.
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