VIENNA BAKERY AND COFFEE HOUSE]
W. K. STRAIGHT, Proprietor.
Bread, Pies, Cakes and Pastry in Every Variety.
Meals at All Hours. Trade and Families Supplied j
Old Valley, Noble’s, Laeey’s,
and the celebrated Hunter
Rye, in pints and quarts,
handled at the
Gibbon Bar
Pabst, Schlitz, Olympia and
< Budweiser always on hand;
also, Arctic Brewing' Co.’s
Beer on draught
JACK CAVANAUGH, Proprietor
is located at
the postoffiee
w i t h eo in -
plete line of WALTHAM WATCHES, NUG
GET JEWELRY and SPECTACLES. E.ves
examined free and repair work of all kinds
done. Satisfaction guaranteed.
Indians Poor
Runners In
The Marathon
It is estimated that there was all of
$100,000 bet on the Fairbanks Fourth of
duly Marathon race, says the Fairbanks
Times. Several thousand was bet at the
trackside after the race was well under
way. Demara had many supporters
who backed him against the field at
even money, and a good portion of the
money wagered was on the time that
would be made, many being of the belief
that it would not be run under three
hours.
The two Indian runners who were
brought over from Circle by Dan Calla
han proved disappointments to the “big
chief.” They may be all right as moose
hunters, but they certainly are not cut
out for Marathon runners. Dick gave
up the ghost in the beginning of the six
teenth mile and Nathaniel followed five
laps later, running the better part of the
last mile in his baro feet.
Dan claims that the poor showing of
his proteges was due to the smoothness
of the track, they having been used to
the rougher travel of the woods.
Exposition Paper
Lacked Proper
Encouragement
The Exposition News, which has been
published daily on the exposition
grounds at Seattle by Stevens & Mc
Grath, of the Nome Gold Digger, has
suspended publication on account of
lack of support. Publication may be
resumed later in the summer, when the
attendance is expected to improve and
the advertisers give better support.
INDIANS DRUNK
IN THE STREET
Whites
Somewhat Inebri
ated Also.
Last night and early this morning a
number of drunken natives were con
spicuous objects on the streets. They
were not particularly boisterous; but
were sinfully and notoriously drunk and
getting drunker, and appeared to be
glad of it, and getting gladder.
A few white men were noticed, if not
drunk, at least very perceptibly ine
briated.
What relation one set of celebrants
bore to the other is conjectural.
Somebody is defying the lightning,
and will be hit, and hit hard.
Gordon Betties
Tells of Route
To Kuskokwim
Diligent inquiry has failed to elicit
any definite information regarding the
supposed gold strike, or strikes, on the
Kuskokwim river. People coming up
the Yukon say a good many have gone
into the country, but none have come
out; consequently there is no means of
knowing what is taking place in the new
field.
To any who contemplate a trip into
the Kuskokwim, what Gordon Betties,
the well-known old timer now on his
way to the Sushitna, said to the Fair
banks Times recently may be of interest,
lie said that, were he to leave Fair
banks for the Kuskokwim, he would go
by way of the Russian Mission route,
which is much easier of accomplishment
and which leads to a point much nearer
the place where it is said the new strikes
have been made. Betties stated that
there are four portages on the Russian
Mission route, each less than a quarter
of a mile in length and only one with
any grade to it He claims to have
made this trip himself, and for the ben
efit of those who are thinking of going
into that country advises the use of a
| short boat and one with as little beam
| as safety will permit.
George W. Perkins, partner of J. P.
Morgan, while in Seattle on his way to
Alaska, said a wave of prosperity is
rolling toward the west. All right,
colonel; let ’er roll.
“How does it happen that a third of
the population of your vast country is in
the east?” asked the visitor.
“I presume the discomfort of riding
breakbeams is a factor,” responded the
native philosopher.
FAIRBANKS
CATCHES ON
Big Town Has the Proper
System Now.
Fairbanks, July!).—(From theTimes.)
—A large fish wheel has been installed
in the river at the upper end of town by
Dan Callahan and \Y. G. Mogeau, and
great results are expected within the
next few weeks. Because of the fact
that this is the first wheel that has been
! seen so close to the city it is attracting
a great deal of attention, and results are
being eagerly awaited by all of the resi
dents in that part of the city.
As soon as the catch becomes great
enough it is the intention of the owners
of the wheel to put up drying racks
over on the Mogeau homestead, where
the salmon can be preserved for future
consumption.
Business Man
Was Here From
Down the River
Dave Lewis, the widely known down
river trader, has been renewing his
Tanana acquaintance for the past sev
eral days. lie reports things very quiet
at points below here, the prospectors
around Ruby creek, opposite Melozi
kakit, having abandoned that vicinity
and the stocks of goods at the various
posts running low.
Mr. Lewis thinks of returning to his
post, midway between MeloziIrakit and
Lowden, this evening, lie will proba
bly go in a small boat.
Lands To Be Opened
To Settlement
For the lust time in history the Flat
head Indians, occupying the Spokane
reservation, the Flathead reservation
and the Coeur d’Alene reservation, will
hold their sun-worship dance and their
death dance on the reservations. The
leaders of the tribe acknowledge they
are hopeless of ever fighting the white
man, and the land will be thrown open
. to settlers next month.
The Spokane reservation includes
more than 150,000 acres; the Coeur
d’Alene reservation more than 300,000
acres; and the Flathead reservation
1,200,000 acres. The Spokane reserva
tion is about 35 miles from Spokane.
The Flathead reservation is between
Missoula and Calispell, Montana, and
the Coeur d’Alene reservation is in
northwest Idaho, on the boundary line
between that state and Washington.
Thousands of people from the eastern
as wrell as from the western states are
arriving to attend the drawing, which
will take place at Coeur d’Alene. The
low* rates to the exposition at Seattle
helps to swell the crowd, and the land
offices are overwhelmed with applica
' tions.—Ex.
Life, Love, and Death
A little dreaming by the way,
A little toiling by the day,
A little pain, a little strife,
A little joy—and that is life.
A short-lived, fleeting summer’s morn,
When happiness seems newly born,
When one day’s skie is blue above
And one bird sings—that is love.
A little wearing of the years,
The tribute of a few hot tears,
Two folded hands, the fainting breath,
And peace at last—and that is death.
Just dreaming, loving, dying, so
The actors in the drama go!
A flitting picture on the wall,
Love, death, the themes! But, is that
all? —Answers.
One Woman’s Way.
Anderson C. Mott, the southern so
ciologist, discussed in a lecture-in An
dersonville the divorce problem.
“Woman should stand up for herself,”
he said. “I know a woman whose hus
band decided ene lovely spring evening
to take a night off at a pleasure park.
So lie rang for a messenger and wrote
his wife a little message to the effect
that his work would keep him at the
office till midnight or thereabout.
“The messenger boy in delivering this
message called attention to a slight
limp.
“ ‘I got kicked across the street there,
mum,’ he whined. ‘I mistook the num
ber and delivered your letter to the
wrong house. The man was so mad he
kicked me.’
“The wife looked up from her hus
band’s message absently. There was a
hard glitter in her eye. Suddenly she
smiled.
“ ‘Boy,’ she said, ‘here’s a dime for
you. Take this note back to my hus
band and tell him about that man who
kicked you. But don’t mention the
mistake you made, and don’t let on you
saw me at all.’
“So the boy with the message re
turned to the husband, who was shining
his boots for the pleasure park.
“ ‘Well,’ he said, ‘why do you bring
this back?’
“ ‘Because they wouldn’t take it,’said
the boy ‘A gent came to the door and
he was furious. He told me if I didn’t
git he’d break my neck.’
“ ‘Humph,’ said the husband. He
closed the blacking box suddenly, lie
bit his lip and frowned. He was rather
pale.
“He didn’t go to the pleasure park
after all. He changed his mind and
hurried home. Entering the house soft
ly, he stole upstairs on tiptoe. 11 is wife
i was reading. She gave a faint scream
; when he burst like a catapult into the
room and glared about him wildly.
1 “ ‘Why, George,’ she said; ‘how late
you are. Dinner’s been over an hour.’
“ ‘I sent a note,’ he said, ‘but the boy
must have taken it to the wrong house.’
“His eyes searched hers suspiciously.
“.‘I suppose so,’ she said. ‘I haven’t
got it.’
“He looked at her again. ‘Anybody
called?’ he asked, very carelessly.
“ ‘Ao,’ said she.
“He exhaled a long, sighing breath.
Then he went down to his cold, dry
dinner.”—Washington Star.
“I think it’s wrong for a married man
to gamble.”
“It’s worse than wrong. It’s idiotic.
His wife gives him fits if he loses, and
confiscates the proceeds if he wins.”—
Kansas City Journal.