THE MAMMOTH 193 
paper man learned that the Alaskans could 
make pictures of the mammoth, and that they 
had some knowledge of its size and habits ; so 
with inference and logic quite as good as that 
of the Tungusian peasant, the reporter came 
to the conclusion that somewhere in the frozen 
wilderness the last survivor of the mammoths 
must still be at large. And so, starting on 
the Pacific coast, the Live Mammoth story 
wandered from paper to paper, until it had 
spread throughout the length and breadth of 
the United States, when it was captured by 
Mr. Tukeman, who with much artistic color 
and some realistic touches, transferred it to 
McClure’s Magazine, and — unfortunately for 
the officials thereof—to the Smithsonian In- 
stitution. 
And now, once for all, it may be said that 
there is no mounted mammoth to awe the visitor 
to the national collections or to any other; 
and yet there seems no good and conclusive 
reason why there should not be. ‘True, there 
are no live mammoths to be had at any price ; 
neither are their carcasses to be had on de- 
mand; still there is good reason to believe 
