ENROUTE TO THE HUNTING GROUNDS 



similar wing on the south side of the building). 

 And in order that this wing or the cases provided 

 to be set in it should not go unadorned, the mu- 

 seum board, thru its very efficient director, Jesse 

 D. Figgins, appointed Harry C. James and the 

 writer to head an expedition to Alaska and Yu- 

 kon Territory for the purpose of collecting some 

 mammal groups suitable to fill the new wing. 

 So, armed with sundry licenses, permits and 

 plenary portfolios from the United States, Alas- 

 kan and Yukon governments (to say nothing of 

 divers big guns and hundreds of shells of very sub- 

 stantial power and velocity), we boarded a Union 

 Pacific train in Denver on the evening of July 27, 

 1918, bound for Seattle. Added to our hunting 

 party — which was composed of Mr. James, his 

 son William, and the writer — was Al Rogers, 

 the museum taxidermist, whose duty it was to 

 take care of the specimens secured on the trip. 

 A two-and-a-half-day streak along smooth 

 rails landed our party of four in Seattle, where 

 we met John H. Bunch, the Sequoian chief of 

 the Alaska Steamship Company's destinies in 

 that district; George Allen, the vim-and-vigor 

 merchant of that burg, and C. C. Filson, the 

 outing goods outfitter and manufacturer of the 

 well-known Filson Cruiser Shirt. These genial 

 gentlemen seemed to lose all interest in their 

 business, their families and in their religion, 

 when we struck the city, for they gave up every- 

 thing for our comfort and amusement. 



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