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through the opening made by the removal of 

 the plank, which was purposely not replaced 

 so as to hide the frightful crime. The mother 

 wept as she told me that now, as her "baby 

 boy" was gone, she felt as if there was nothing 

 more to live for. 



She is an accomplished horsewoman and 

 she pleased me very much by insisting upon 

 my acceptance of a photograph showing her 

 mounted upon her famous horse with her 

 equally famous St. Bernard dog by his side. 



If any of my readers should ever journey 

 through the ever-changing and beautiful scen- 

 ery of the wonderful interior waterway that 

 reaches up to and ends at Skagway, ask any 

 employe on board your steamer, let him be the 

 captain or the steward, the chief engineer or 

 one of the firemen, a waiter or a common 

 sailor, if he knows aught of a Mrs. Harriet 

 Pullen, and the man whoever he may be will 

 eagerly tell you of the great things she has 

 done — of her worth — of her charity — of her 

 boys. And long before your boat ties up at 

 the wharf in Skagway Bay, you'll be as anx- 

 ious as the writer was to see her, and if possi- 

 ble to have the honor of conversing with her. 



But now for many a day to come her brave 

 heart will be grieving for her lost boy, for his 



