TANANA LEADER
Vol I
■ Published Every Thursday at Tanana, Alaska,
BY GIBBON PUBLISHING CO.
Geo. IH. Arbucklc, Manager
No. 27
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GREEN FIELDS FAR AWAY
The fall rush to distant parts of the territory has fairly
begun. Every steamboat for lower Yukon points and many
small boats are taking miners and prospectors to the prom
ising creeks of the Innoko and Iditerod country. The re
ports from those localities seem to justify the risk and ex
pense of undertaking the trip.
But why pass up the numerous good creeks in the near
vicinity that look equally as promising as those many miles
away? ’Tis only the enchantment of distance.
The meagre reports from the streams in the Grant
creek country tell of constantly brightening prospects as
the work of development progresses. The toilers on Mason
and Illinois creeks, as well as those on Grant, are digging
away, and each day’s labor gives them additional encour
agement, as their prospects become better and better.
Before going over the hills and far away to the green
fields, give the very promising country in our immediate
vicinity a good “try out”—your efforts would doubtless be
rewarded a thousandfold.
ZUESLIN OH MOEJEnf-S BUSINESS
At Chautauqua, N. Y., recently, Prof. Charles Z.iablin,
formerly in the sociological department of Chicago univer
sity, arraigned the modern business man as virtually an
enemy of society. Referring to Harriman not as a great
railway administrator, but as a financial pest, he said the
government would be wise to pay him a million dollars a
year to keep on consolidating railroads, but to keep out of
finance. Field, Cossatt and Sage were held up as examples
of the type of business captains who control the life of the
nation to a large degree by controlling the means of sub
sistence, by subsidizing education and art, by harrying the
President, and by. shaping the moral code. He said that
the decalogue had been supplanted by the business man’s
trilogy; “Business is business,” “Stand pat.” and “I want
what I want when I want it.” The first is the masculine
equivalent of fhe feminine “because.” the second the most
immoral of all political watchwords, and the third the cry
of the spoiled child. And the church overlooks conditions
because it, too, is subsidized.
Madarial Dhinagari, the East Indian student who re
cently killed Col. Curzon Wyllie and Dr. Lalcaca in Lon
don, was duly tried and condemned to be hung. During
the testimony he only remarked, “Whatever I did was an
act of patriotism.” And when sentence was pronounced he
saluted and said to the court: “I thank yon, my lord. I
am proud to have the honor of laying down my humble life
for my country. Your sentence of death is perfectly illegal.
You are all powerful and can do what you like; but remem
ber, we will have the power some day. That is all I have
to say.”
The Equitable Life Assurance Society has celebrated
its fiftieth anniversary with a convention of its agents at
New York, and President Paul Morton has announced that
hereafter the society will engage industrial forms of insur
ance for workingmen. He said the com pany had distrib
uted over 8(550,000,000 in benefits.
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THE SONG OF THE DOLLAR SIGN
“Thert is never a house, nor hut, nor wall, nor a street, nor a city {rate,
Where I have not scribbled niy meaning scrawl in the symbol of love and
hate.
“There is never a king who sits his throne, nor a beggar who tunes his
whine,
But into his soul somewhere has grown this sinuous shape of mine.
“There is never a maid of high degree, nor a man that is scourged by toil.
But into their dreams drifts the shape of me—the shape of the broken coil.
“There is never a book of the bygone times, there is never a new-told talc.
There is never a surge of the singing rhymes but I am the hidden grail.
“I have blinded the eyes that, were keen to see the evil that stalked abroad,
And the wonderful light that is flung from me is the light of the cherished
gaud.
“I am written today on the mountain side in the greed that his grubbed
for gold:
I am blazoned today on the barrens wide where the forests were glad of old.
“You have stolen the grass of the waterfall and your thirsting machines
still gape,
And you pause not to think how that over all you are tracing my soulless
shape.
“I have taken tho light from the children’s eyes, I have yellowed their
rosy cheeks;
Their shout and their song, and their laughter dies when the master of
Mammon speaks.
“Ho, there is not a path, nor a thought, nor a word, nor a people, nor
land, nor thing,
But T set it. aleap as a charger spurred—I am greater than any king.
“There is never a door, nor post, nor wall, nor a street, nor a city gate,
| Where I have not scribbled my meaning scrawl in the symbol of love and
hate.” —Wilbur D. Nesbit.
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QISABErr P^OTTOES
Twenty-two years ago Colville, Wash., was an outpost town,
from which prospectors outfitted for trips into Kootenay, British
Columbia, then a comparatively unknown district, now one of the
best-known mining districts on tire Pacific coast. Colville had
drinking places, and one of them was kept by “Jimmy'’ Durkin.
He helped grubstake prospectors and made ventures in buying
mines. At one time lie owned an interest in the Silver King mine,
five miles from Nelson. Colville was loo small for Durkin and lie
moved to Spokane, where lie opened a liquor store. He had busi
ness capacity, and was check full of quaint but shrewd phrases.
His liquor store prospered and he opened a .second, then a third
place. Last fall li,e was a candidate at the piimary election for
governoi of the state of Washington. Tie was defeated, of course;
but it brought his name before the people. As a saloonkeeper and
owner of a liquor store he has watched the procession o! customers.
He has seen tipplers and sflls, young boys and old men, rich and
poor, glad and gloomy—all pass in review before Lis liar. He has
learned a lot about people. He has summed up some of his experi
ence in mottoes which he has hung upon the walls of his barrooms.
When his third liquor store vvas opened, he picked out^a set of
signs for it. Not only that, lie bought large advertising space in
the Review and Chronicle so that liis customers’ wives might read
llic-m. Ilerg'are n few of the signs he has displayed:
“Don’t buy booze if your children need shoes;" Jimmy don’t need
the. money.”
“Don’t lean on the bar thinking it will support you.”
“If men’s consciences were the tenderest thing about them, this
would be a happy world.”
“The trouble with Jimmy’s medicines: The patient is apt to take
an overdose.”
“Keeping the bar tenders busy don't hurt my feelings.”
“Durkin’s bottles are goodwhen they are full—that is more than
you can say about the fellow who ge;s full emptying them.”
‘•‘The fellow who’s wishing he had it will never catch up to the fel
low that’s trji.ig to get it.”
“Buying a drink for a bartender is like [laying a conductor’s fare.”
“A man that is looking for trouble can find it easier than the man
that’s trying to borrow money.”
“If we had a looking glass that would reflect our past actions we
would break it.”
"There Is lots of chin music in trout of the bars in my three stores:
The best notes that I get from it I fi id in my cash register. ’—Ex -
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A HOT DAY
Do you recall, clear Kbeuezer, that winter day, some months
ago? It was a large, three-corned freezer, its whiskers full of ice
and snow. You stood around, my friend, and quoted some four
hundred lines, from Pagan prophets, and delivered some thought
that smelled of sulphur mines. You said, with lips that froze to
gether, that whiter was a howling fake; you only wanted summer
weather, so you could sit in peace, and bake. And now, the heat
waves fairly sizzle; the fat old sun is on the job; you say that sum
mer is a fizzle, and you just pump up tears and sob. The weather
is Dame Nature’s teaser; with it she often runs amuck; and we’re
ail like sweet Kbeuezer—we don’t know when we are in luck. If
skies are blue, we are complaining, and when it’s hot we scream
and scold; we raise a riot when it’s raining, and mutiny when if is
cold. If all the Seraphim together planned out a climate that would
please, we’d roar about the beastly weather, and want a chance to
roast or freeze. — Walt Mason.
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OCCUPANCY OF MINING CLAIMS
The mere placing of a tent and a few tools and a small supply
of provisions upon _a placer mining claim are not sufficient alone
and of themselves to constitute possession. But where a prospector
has in such good- faith temporarily gone away from his claim for the
purpose of purchasing supplies or provisions or for any other tem
porary purpose, intending to return and resume his actual occupa
tion, possession and labors, such temporary obsence is not to be
construed as an .abandonment to his rights to the ground, and that
one of his rights to the claim, and another entering upon the claim
duiing such temporary absence could not initiate any right thereto.
—Charlton vs. Kelly, Alaska; 156 Fed. 433.
RVIAN CONSUL
WAS “RUM COVE”
During the recent six-day stop of the packet Hannah our citizens
enjoyed the presence of Mr. Muir Wilson, solicitor, barrister, advo
| cate, and also a “high ball" enthusiast of no mean ability, of Sheffield,
j England, who is leisurely touring our “bloomin' possessions” to see
for himself “what sort of a blarsted country it is, don’tyeknow.” The
gentleman is accompanied by various suits of clothing of different hue
and texture, one sorry looking panama “lid,” and non-intermittent
| vocabularious brainstorms. Mr. Wilson is also a “charming lecturer,”
j and is the royal Servian consul in his home city. During his sojourn
in this camp Mr. Wilson found many things of interest to himself, and
became quite a favorife with our townspeople—as he was tireless in his
efforts to “splatter” wholesome information over this benighted land.
In many small purchases he was charged a shilling—at 'ome the price
would not exceed a “bob” or "tupence.”
Mr. Muir says he belongs to the landed gentry of “h’old li’Eng
land,” and that the mctto on the Wilson coat-ot-arms reads “Deeds
Xot Words”—hut while here he “worked” that part of the manor
crest with the “reverse english,” and made it read backwards. The
royal Servian consul of Sheffield was not slow nor niggardly in inviting
his new-made friends to break bread with him at his 'ome; he explained
to thgtn in detail the number of cour. es that would be served at the
•banquet in their honor, and the pedigree of the different “chasers” ac
companying the various innings of the feed; told them when and how
much to drink; cautioned them, far in advance, that if they exceeded
the “speed limit” in “licking up” the ancient vintage, they would
never again he invited to sit at bis good right hand, and their yearn
ings for further recognition on his part would only be met by a “bloody
cold stare ”
Mr. Wilson shuns above all things liquors of a bright cherry tint
because, “at ’ome that particular brand is made by boiling the old
shoes of London policemen in aged cistern water.”
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