| HOT SPRINGS POST
Published Every Thursday at Hot Springs, Alaska,'
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THE RIGHT MEN
From people who are arriving daily from Fairbanks it
is learned that during the coming winter there will be a
large number of people from that city who will head for
this district. The fact that Hot Springs district has many
creeks that will pay well during the coming summer is be
coming known in that city, and those who have money to
invest in mines are coming this way now in order to get the
best bargains that are to be had.
Aside from those who have money to invest and others
who are looking for work there are a large number of pros
pectors headed this way who expect to spend this winter
and next summer on the creeks in this vicinity in search of
new paystreaks. Most of this latter class are men who have
been working the the past summer in Fairbanks and who
have saved tlieir money and are now looking for a paying
mine of their own. It is these men that we want in this
.district. They are the class of men who will discover the
pay in this vicinity, and if there is enough here to make a
large camp these men are the ones who will find it. There
are many of this class of miners in this district now, men
who have been here for years and some of them are now on
the paystreak, but there can never be too many of them, as
they are never in conflict with each other, never working
for wages only long enough to get a grubstate, when they
are again in the hills in search of more paying creeks.
If Hot Springs is to be a big camp, if new creeks are
to be discovered and old ones thoroughly prospected, we
must have more men of this class, not miners who are satis
fied to work for wages, but men who are ambitious to own
a mine of their own, and who will spend their time, money
and labor in search of new creeks.
TOO MUCH HASTE
The killing of Chief of Police Al. Miller of Fairbanks,
which occurred a week ago Monday, was one of those trag
edies which happen so often that are entirely or at least to
a great extent due to the carelessness of one of the parties.
In this case a woman, presumably not in her right
mind, was in a room with the door locked and threatening
to shoot any person who attempted to enter the apartment.
It is conceded that this woman could do but limited damage
where she was, and it would have been very simple for the
police to place a guard near the door and seize her in case
she attempted to leave. It might have been some time be
fore she quitted the room, but she surely must come out
within a reasonable time, in which event the shooting
would have been avoided.
To give Chief Miller due credit the act which cost him
his life was one which only a brave man would perform,
but it was also a foolhardy one. That he did his duty as
he saw it there is no doubt, and no man can do more than
die in^ the performance of his duty. But then the fact re
mains that if some course not so rash had been adopted he
might have been alive today, and the woman would not be
occupying a cell in the federal jail with the charge of mur
der against her.
It might be said that it is always easy to see how these
affairs could have been avoided after it is all over. But if
the persons interested would try and see how they could be
avoided before they take any active steps, they would in
nine cases out of ten never happen.
The chief trouble with the police forces cf small cities
like Fairbanks is that in most cases the officers are over
zealous, too eager to do things in a hurry and frequently
unable to estimate the real danger incurred. In a metro
politan police force the Fairbanks tragedy never would
have occurred, as they would have resorted to means to get
the woman out of the room instead of going in after her.
But the damage is done, and Fairbanks can only mourn
the loss of a brave officer whose death will ever be a warn
ing to his successors.
The later returns from the national election would in
dicate that the victory of the Republicans was far more
complete than was at first apparent. Missouri is now
claimed by Taft, and Maryland’s vote will be split. Even
JOE KELLY L. E. ANDERSON
Central Roadhouse
SULLIVAN CITY
Fins Wines, Liquors and Cigars Meals at All Hours
8ood Stables Dog Feed for Sale
in Nebraska, the home state of Bryan, the plurality given
the Great Commoner is fast dwindling, and will not exceed
over 4500 votes. But in any event the run made by the
Democrats this year was better than in any election since
Grover Cleveland was elected in 1892.
THE SCHOOLBOY LOYER
Wenn shoe gets this note ile bee far away.
Itts hard to go butt, harder still to stay
Ann now shee duzent me ennyraoar.
0 wenn columbus left his n;Hiv shoar
for thee united states no wunder heo
lookt back acrost the dizraul waist uv see
ann sedd fairwel mi nativ land goodnite.
1 no jusst how he fealt ann az i rite
this fairwel lettur thee hott teers jusst sizz
becuz mi hart is lotmsum just like hizz.
tooday i went arownd and sedd goodbi
to awl thee plaises ware we plade hi spi.
too the dedd logg ware wee wood sitt ann ete
owr sand witches an rest ower weerie fete,
then too thee crick ware i swum fore hur hatt
Ann ware bil peerson drounded hur pett katt.
swete meraeries kum too me awl aloan •
jusst like ude spilt a bottul uv colone
Ann grate sobbs shook mi mornde brest wenn i
sed too um awl good bi ole seens good bi.
thee planes fore mee ware i can go ann kill
wild indiyuns bi skoars ann get mi fil
Uv bluddy deeds ann thatway ile foargett
mi urly life, ile bee a hearo yett.
thee papurs wil bee ful uv me uno
ann afturwile ile start a wildwest sho.
ile maik hur town ann shee wil go uv korse
Ann see me riden on mi bucken horse
ann holden up the staige. Ann shee wil see
Wot mite hav bin iff sliced bin troo too mee. —Li.’e.
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Mr. Fred Howard was in the city
this week and reported that his road
house at Kemperville is about com
pleted and that on a week from Satur
day it is intended to give a grand opeu
ing.
The A. B. lodge has seized upon the
opening of the Howard House as an op
portunity for an outing, and prepar
ations ars now under way for a large
party, to make the trip to the mouth of
the slough on the night of the open
ing. Horses and sleds will be secured,
and with plenty of straw and robes in
the sleds to keen the occupants warm,
the trip will be made with ease and
comfort.
Mrs. Howard, who will conduct the
roadhouse, was in the city Monday and
says she is already making prepara
tiou» for a great time on the opening
night. _
Fay a Visit
to the Springs
A party from Tanana consisting of
Mr. and Mrs. G. H. Tiffany and little
daughter, Mrs. G. F. Cooke, Mr. C. R.
Corbusier, Lieut, and Mrs. Robert
Whitfield and Lieut. E. E. McCam
mans were visiting at Hot Springs this
week and expressed themselves as very
much pleased with the city. The par
ty came from Tanana with two dog
teams.and the stage and although the
sleighing was very poor, they never
theless report having had a most pleas
ant trip.
The pleasures and satisfaction exner
by this party from Tanana will no
doubt prove an incentive for others to
visit this city.
Will Soon Put
on Big Crew
Baker, Winde & Jepson, who are
working on the Dakota association,
have completed a mess and bankhouse,
and will soon have a big crew and start
operations for the winter.
Their ground has been fully pros
pected and they feel justified in taking
out a big dump which they will wash
up with the first water in the spring.
It is also their intention to work exten
sively during the coming summer, and
they are making preparations toward
that end.
Mail From
Both Ways
Four hundred pounds of mail arrived
here from Fairbanks Friday in care of
J. Brain. This shipment was one day
ahead of time as a result of having'met
a rig which was sent out from Fair
! banks with the mail. The sleds were
| exchanged, and each carrier returned
to his original starting point. This
once more places the stage on the orig
inal schedule, which it should have no
trouble in maintaining from now on.
The mail from Tanana, in care of
Driver C. T. Surridge, arrived on time
as usual on Saturday night.
Mail for both Fairbanks and Tanana
left Monday morning.
William Lord, who recently arrived
here from Fairbanks on his way to Tan
ana, injured his back while on the trail,
is now nearly as strong as ever and ex
pects to continue his journey the com
ing week.
Ice Rink for
Not Springs
Owing to the efforts of W. Sara
Clark the people of Hot Springs now
have a fine ice rink where they can
skate to their hearts’ content.
The snow on Sunday covered the ice,
and on Monday W. Sara pressed the
"little folks” into commission and pro
ceeded to clear off a lurge#space where
all can now enjoy themselves. The ice
on the cleared space is very smooth,
and could not be better for the purpose.
Later in the winter, when there is
more snow and it will be too heavy to
scrape off, it is proposed to flood the
slouch further up with warm water
from the springs, and thus keep an ice
rink open the entire winter.
A woman may lalk like a book, but
when it comes to shutting her up like
one—well, that’s different.
Cigars and tobaccos at Heins’.
THE FUN OF BEING PRESIDENT
It is not an enjoyable thing sometimes to be the editor of
a paper, and mould public opinion at so much per mould and
complimentary tickets to the sleight-of hand performances, but
with its care and worry, its heartache and apprehensions, it is
more comfortable on the whole than being President.
When we were a boy, and sat in the front row among the
pale-haired boys with checked gingham shirts at the Sabbath
school, and the teacher told us to live uprightly and learn a
hundred verses of the Scriptures each week so that we could
be President, we thought that unruffled calm and universal ap
probation waited upon the man who successfully rose to be the
executive of a great nation.
With years and accumulated wisdom, however, we have
changed our mind.
Now we sit at our desk and write burning words for the
press that will live and keep warm long after we are turned to
dust and ashes. We write heavy editorials on the pork out
look, and sadly compose exhaustive treatises on the chinch bug,
while men in other walks of life go out into the health-promot
ing mountains, and catch trout and woodticks. Our lot is not,
perhaps, a joyous one. We swelter through the long days
with our suspenders hanging in limp festoons down over our
chair, while we yeild the death-dealing pen, but we do not want
to be President.
Our salary is smaller, it is true, but when we get through
our work in the middle of the night, and put on our plug hat
and spike-tail coat and steal home through the all-pervading
darkness, we thank our stars, as we split the kindling and bed
down the family mule, that on the morrow, although we may
he licked by the man we wrote up today, our official record
Cannot be attacked.
There is a nameless joy settles down upon us as we retire
to our simple couch on the floor and pull the cellar door over
us to keep us warm, which the world can never give nor take
away.
We plod along from day to day, slicing great wads of men
tal pabulum from our bulging intellect, never murmuring nor
complaining when lawyers and physicians put on their broad
brim chip hats and go out to the breezy canyons and the shady
glens to regain their health.
We just plug along from day to day, eating a hard-boiled
egg from one hand while we write a scathing criticism on the
sic transit gloria cucumber with the other.
No, we do not crave the proud position of President, nor
do we hanker to climb to an altitude where seventy or ninety
millions of civilized people can distinctly see whether we eat
custard pie "with a knife or not.
Once in awhile, however, in the stillness of the night, we
kick the covers off and moan in our sleep as we imagine that
we are President, and we wake up with a cold damp sweat (or
perpiration, as the case may be) standing out of every pore,
only to find that we are not President after all, by an over
whelming majority, and we get up and steal away to the rain
water barrel and take a drink, and go back to a dreamless,
snoreless sleep.—Bill Nye.
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