"In 1885, thirty miles up the Stewart, the first considerable bar diggings was struck. d.i.c.k Popham was up there in 1884, but he did not find anything--water was too high. Frank Densmore and Johnnie Hughes brought to Juneau, in the fall of 1885, the news of good gold on the Stewart; and in 1886 the gang went in, about three hundred. Along with the gang went George Carmack, but he took up with the Siwashes on the Chilkoot. You see, when the fellows started in first, the Siwashes packed from what is now Dyea to Lindeman for nine cents a pound; but as the boys were in a hurry prices rose to thirty cents--and this was too much for Carmack, who was a Missourian; besides, he got stuck on a squaw. I guess he must have stayed with the Siwashes ever since, travelling among them and living their life till he made the big strike on Bonanza, which started this here stampede.
"When the boys got to the Stewart diggings, in 1886, they found them good all right, but not enough to go round; so a lot of them lit out down the river, away below Fort Yukon, to try some prospects reported from there. Among the bunch was Bill Hartz--"Web-foot" the boys called him, because he came from Oregon. Well, those boys tried the lower diggings, and found them no good; so Web-foot started back up the river on Jack McQuestion"s steamer called the _New Racket_. Jack McQuestion was trading in the country then, with Arthur Harper and Al Mayo as partners. He was in the country before Harper, and used to work for the Hudson Bay Company on the Mackenzie. At this time they had four posts--one at Fort Selkirk, one at Stewart River, one just below Dawson, and one about where Eagle City now is. There was a big mountain there called by Harper Teetotalim.
"At Teetotalim there was a queer sort of fellow from back east in Canada, a Frenchman, who was always fooling round with bits of rock, and talking about how the mountains were made. One day a Siwash blew in with a piece of woolly rock which the Frenchman said was "Asiebestos," and, if there was much of it, it would be worth money; so McQuestion sent out Web-foot with a grub-stake to find the place. Web-foot did not find the "Asiebestos," but he found gold on the Forty Mile, as also did Howard Franklin, who was sent up the Forty Mile from its mouth by McQuestion.
They came back out, and on up the Yukon to winter at Stewart. Next year the fellows left Stewart for the Forty Mile, and George Matlock, Billy Leak, Oscar Ashley, and Percy Walker found Matlock Bar, with coa.r.s.e gold, which washed down out of Franklin Gulch. Franklin Gulch was found in August, 1887. This was the first really coa.r.s.e gold found in the Yukon, and the best discovery up to that time.
"While the boys were wintering at Stewart grub got short, and Harper pa.s.sed it round, fair and square--not raising the price any. But one day some stuff was stole, and Harper told the boys, who called a miners"
meeting right off. The boys appointed a committee to go round and search the cabins, for every fellow was glad enough to clear himself by showing everything he had. Nothing was found. And then the boys thought of two fellows, Missouri Bill and Arkansaw Frank, who lived down the river a bit. And when they struck a fresh trail leading to and from their cabin, they became mighty interested; and when they saw where they had made a fire, and found half-burnt-up staves of a b.u.t.ter firkin, they got real hot. When they got up to the cabin the door opened and the two fellows came out; one of them, Missouri Bill, with a Winchester in his hands, swearing he would shoot the first man who came a step further. This stopped the boys for a bit; but Frank Morphet got a rope off a sleigh and slipped round back of the cabin. The first thing Missouri Bill knew he had a rope round his neck--and the game was up! Well, the boys didn"t want to hang them, so each of the fellows gave them a handful of beans, or a little rice, and told them to get, thinking that mushing out five hundred miles, and breaking trail all the way, was pretty nearly as bad as hanging. They made the trip all right, but it was only because they met some Siwashes."
CHAPTER XVII
DAWSON
Being in the vanguard of the mult.i.tude, whose rush to the diggings in the following year was the outstanding feature of the history of the Klondike, the Dawson that John Berwick and his companions found was that of the winter of "97, very different from the city of five thousand tents it was to become two months after their arrival!
An hour before midnight, when they arrived, Hugh had pointed out a high hill, Dawson"s Dome, placed beyond the mouth of the Klondike River, or, as it was called before usage corrupted its name, the Thron Duik. Little did he or his companions dream of the part this Dome was to play in the events yet to be! The Dome was to become historic.
The main portion of Dawson was built on the north side of the Klondike.
It was a scene of much movement and business. Pack-trains were pa.s.sing up and down the streets, and innumerable dogs seemed everywhere.
Few boats had yet arrived, and a group of loafers gathered to watch them land. One fellow shouted, "I"ll give you a dollar apiece for any late papers you have!"
Now that they were at the Klondike capital, the natural impulse of the party was to enjoy whatever amus.e.m.e.nts were available; so, in spite of their being tired, and the hour late, they drew the boat upon the gravel sh.o.r.e. Pa.s.sing between tents, they came to the mire of the main thoroughfare. The atmosphere and circ.u.mstance of the goldfields were all about them. There were pack-horses and pack-mules waiting before the shops. Men were hurrying in and out with pack-straps on their backs.
Even the dogs wore saddle-bags--a good dog being able to pack forty pounds of supplies. Other dogs pa.s.sed drawing a cart, on which were half-a-dozen cans, oil-tins filled with water, dispensed at twenty-five cents the tin.
The festive side of life was more marked than the commercial. Men in wild attire, women in gorgeous raiment, were ever pa.s.sing in and out of the saloons and gambling-halls. The four adventurers floundered across the mud and entered the hospitable doors of the Borealis. This was a saloon and dance-hall combined; but a roulette-wheel and faro lay-out invited to play. It was the interval between the dances when they entered, and a loud voice was calling: "Come along, gentlemen, pretty ladies here!--just in over the ice. The next dance will be a waltz."
Frank Corte--ever the squire of dames--made a dive for the rear of the hall, and was soon leading one of the gorgeous creatures into the dizzy whirl. The partners from the last dance were crowding the bar, ordering drinks. As each man paid his two dollars his "lady" was handed a check.
This check was redeemable for one dollar--the girls" source of revenue!
The orchestra was good, but the male section of the dancers was certainly grotesque; many of the men, with sombreros on their head and cigars between their teeth, were floundering through the dance in a half-intoxicated condition, their great hob-nailed boots almost drowning the music with their noise.
The three others soon left Frank to his diversions, and pa.s.sed out to the street. They saw a policeman, with whom, in the way of such a free-and-easy community, they fell into talk.
"What"s the chance of getting a claim?" they asked.
"Don"t know. They are having stampedes right along, and any time you may hear of good pay being located on a creek. When news like this gets out there is a big rush by all cla.s.ses, and you"re lucky if you get anywhere near discovery. If you want work, they are paying ten dollars per day and board on the creeks for shovelling in--so I guess you need not starve!"
Hugh, with his mind on the immediate necessities of the party, asked, "Where is a good place to locate?"
"Up on the bench on the north side of the Klondike over there." The policeman pointed south-east. "You can get wood handy, and the water is good."
"What"s the matter with pitching our tent where we landed?"
"Among the outfit along the water-front? No, they are the sore heads and general kickers. You don"t want to tie to them. Most of them have lived in these tents all winter, and had nothing to do but dream of what some other fellow has done them out of, and how much better things would be if they had struck it rich instead of McDonald or Carmack! No, you fellows pole up-stream to-morrow to the Klondike, and then up that stream half a mile. Pack your grub to the top of the hill there, where you can live like white men."
"That sounds reasonable, but we want to sleep now."
"Well, go to Flanagan"s bunk-house up the street," and the man pointed up a turning running at right angles to the main street. "He will give you beds at a dollar each."
"Our boat and things will be all right? Good-night--and thanks."
When the three visited the boat next morning they found a man standing on the bank, his legs--encased in rubber boots coming up to his hips--far apart, hands in the pockets of his overalls, a sombrero on the back of his head. Hugh noticed the smile of good-natured cynicism on his face as he regarded the boat, and said,
"Queer, ain"t it? And they say there are thousands more coming."
"Yes, fifty thousand more coming in--and me waiting for a chance to get out!"
"I wonder what makes them do it?"
"Same thing as made me do it."
"Didn"t you git a chance to stake anything?"
"Stake anything!--how long have you been in the country? Say! is that your boat?"
"Yes."
"Well, take my tip and just get in it, and keep right on going till you strike St. Michael"s."
"For what reason would we do that?"
"Don"t you know they have a Government in this country? Well, that"s the reason: officials and graft! Stake a claim, and they rob you of it! No, sir, no more British mining-camps for me. I"m for the good old State of Washington. If this camp was in Alaska a fellow could hold down what was his with a shot-gun; but here you daren"t make a break. Law and order!--h.e.l.l! Grafters appointed by the law, and the law to see no fellow interfere with the grafters! We"d shoot the whole bunch if we had them on the other side."
"We intend to stake claims, and we intend to hold them."
"You do, eh?--well, I bet you won"t. You fellows should have brought your nurse-girls with you to teach you the A B C."
The party was then joined by Frank, the habitual smile on his face; but his eyes were heavy.
"Cost me fifty dollars!" he said.
"You got off easy--better get in and cook breakfast to wake you up. We haven"t eaten yet, and meals up town cost two dollars and a half!"
"Say! if you fellows want to you can use my tent and things, but I have no grub to give away."
This invitation from the new-found pessimist was accepted, and Frank went to work cooking while their host let loose his opinions upon life.
He told them how the manager of a great trading company had the autumn before addressed the crowd, prophesying famine through the winter and exhorting all to leave the place by the only avenue of escape--the river, then filling with ice. It was a dismal picture enough, but happily worse than the reality. He spoke well of the police, and praised the way they had rushed the mail in and out with dog-teams. "And it ain"t their fault there is so much grafting; they don"t graft themselves."
He told of the fabulous wealth of Eldorado, Bonanza, and Hunker Creeks, and of Alec McDonald, the "Big Moose," estimated to be worth $26,000,000. He expatiated at length upon the irregularities of the Gold Commissioner"s office; the iniquitous Orders-in-Council from Ottawa, such as the imposition of ten per cent. royalty on the production of the creeks, and the reserving to the Crown of every alternate claim on Dominion Creek, of all other creeks on which new discoveries might have been made, and of the hillside claims.
Frank, with his Yankee predilections, was ready to believe anything bad of Canada, and chuckled at the account. John and George, though they had had experience of official corruption in Australia, thought the accounts fantastic, and could not believe such things possible in British dominions. "The Gold Commissioner is not in the graft; he"s honest--but he"s like a baby, and the gang play with him as they like."