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RECREA TION. 



chacoes 125 miles up this river, at $8 a day, 

 where they strike the Pelly, about 250 miles 

 from the mouth. 



Starting again that night we landed above 

 Five Fingers rapids. The next morning we 

 ran both Five Fingers and Rink rapids. 

 These gave us no trouble. The following 

 day we ran on sand bars 3 times. Every- 

 body jumped into the cold water to his waist 

 and worked hard to get off. Once we got 

 the scow in deep water and the current swept 

 it from 4 of us. We got on the raft, how- 

 ever, and chased the scow. There being 

 many channels and islands, we lost it for 4 

 hours. We were cold in our wet clothes and 

 were without hats or coats. The scow didn't 

 dare land lest we pass her the other side of 

 some island. Fortune favored us again, for 



the scow ran on another bar and we by 

 chance were in the same channel. 



The next day we passed both the White 

 and the Stewart rivers. There is a large set- 

 tlement at the Stewart river and a great deal 

 of building being done. 



That night we went ashore on 60 Mile 

 creek. Here we made a permanent camp. 



Doc and I have been prospecting this 

 creek and the party has started a gulch claim, 

 where we are trying to get down to bed rock. 

 We came across this gulch while following 

 a moose track, so we call it Moose Gulch. 

 Moose and bear are plentiful; also ducks 

 and geese. We shoot all the ducks we want 

 without leaving camp, for we have a good 

 decoy on the water and call the birds from 

 the Yukon. 



THE HUNTER. 



SIDNEY ARNOLD. 



With eager steps of childhood borne, 

 He seeks the woods in early morn 



And whiles away the happy day. 

 Softly he treads his favorite aisles 

 Pursuing fancied game with smiles, 



While drest in mimic war array. 



Manhood has come — 



He passes out, into the field and flood. 

 Forest and stream his face have seen — 



Nature has been his God. 



The brooks reflect his pliant rod; 

 The forest murmurs its content; 



The deer bound lightly o'er the sod 

 When he appears on pleasure bent. 



Manhood has gone! All this is past — 

 Time rolls around and claims at last 



The hunter in his age. 

 Happy has been his quiet life 

 And void of that eternal strife 



Writ on life's darker page. 



No more the flashing stream will yield 

 The image of this kindly friend, 



Nor waving branch of forest tree 

 A graceful welcome e'er extend. 



Close by a mossy brook, 

 ^ With whispering pines to cover, 

 Sadly they bury him — 

 Nature's true lover. 



SEPTEMBER. 



The cool September zephyr blows, 



And fleas forsake the pup, 

 And Summer boarding-houses close, 



And oysters open up. 



— L. A. W. Bulletin. 



AND SHE DIDN'T. 



" I shall have to ask you for a ticket for 

 that boy, ma'am." 



" I guess not." 



" He's too old to travel free. He occupies 

 a whole seat, and the car's crowded. There 

 are people standing up." 



" That's all right." 



" I haven't time to argue the matter, 

 ma'am. You'll have to pay for that boy." 



" I've never paid for him yet, and I'm not 

 going to begin now." 



" You've got to begin some time. If you 

 haven't had to put up fare for him you're 

 mighty lucky, or else you don't do much 

 travelling." 



" That's all right." 



" You'll pay for that boy, ma'am, or I'll 

 stop the train and put him off." 



" That's all right. You put him off if you 

 think that's the way to get anything out of 

 me. 



" You ought to know what the rules of this 

 road are, madam. How old is that boy? " 



" I don't know. I never saw him before. 

 If you want a ticket for him you'd better ask 

 that old gentleman down the aisle. He got 

 on with him." — Philadelphia Press. 



A recruit was brought up for medical in- 

 spection, and the doctor asked him, " Have 

 you any defects? " 



"Yes, sir; I am short sighted." 



" How can you prove it?" 



" Easily enough, Doctor. Do you see that 

 nail up yonder in the wall? " 



" Yes " 



" Well, I don't." 



Customer: " Got any mustard? " 

 Grocer: "We're all out to-day." 

 " So you're ' mustered out ' too, eh? " 



