816 INVESTIGATION OF THE FUE-SEAL INDUSTRY OF ALASKA. 



Mr. Elliott. Oh, yes. He was a perfect stranger to me, and is 

 now. 



Mr. McGuire. I will read it (reading) : 



Washington, D. C, Thursday, December 19, 1912. 

 Mr. Roy C. Andrews, 



Assistant Curator of Mammals, 



American Museum of Natural History, 



New York City. 

 Dear Sir: Your letter to Mr. Allen has just been referred to me and as it is not 

 marked "Personal" its of course for any public use which its recipient elects. 



I don't know much about whales myself, or about you, but I do know enough to 

 know that a man who can write as much untruth as you have, in so few words as you 

 have in this letter of the 18th instant to Amos Allen, is not a man mentally or morally 

 fit to appear before any tribunal of sensible men and pose as an authority on any 

 subject, not even whales. 



And I further assert that if you ever do so appear you will come out as cheap and 

 mean as your associates Lucas and Townsend came out of this committee above cited. 

 You are my enemy and 



I am yours, Henry W. Elliott. 



Did you write that letter ? 



Mr. Elliott. I did, you bet you! Now read the letter he wrote 

 to "Amos Allen." 



Mr. McGuire. Did you and Amos Allen live at that place at the 

 same time? 



Mr. Elliott. I only saw him that one time in the hallway, when 

 he passed me that letter. That is the only time I ever saw him to 

 talk with him. 



Mr. McGuire. And he handed you that letter? 



Mr. Elliott. Yes. He introduced himself to me and said, "Mr. 

 Elliott, I would like to show you a letter I have got." 



Mr. McGuire. And you never had met him before ? 



Mr. Elliott. Well, I have seen the man several times. He was 

 about here a good deal. 



Mr. McGuire. You had not met him at vour boarding house before 

 that? 



Mr. Elliott. No — it was not a "boarding house." I had a room 

 there, and there were 15 or 20 men coming and going all the time 

 there, day and night. I did not know any of them. 



Mr. McGuire. So he simply stopped you where? 



Mr. Elliott. In the hall, and he asked me to read that letter. 



Mr. McGuire. And you read it? 



Mr. Elliott. Yes. 



Mr. McGuire. And then 3 r ou proceeded to answer it for him ? 



Mr. Elliott. No; I did not answer it for him at all. I gave that 

 fellow a turn for writing such a letter as that to Allen. 



The Chairman. Was it about you? 



Mr. Elliott. Yes. sir; reflecting on me. You get the letter, and 

 you will find that I was warranted in giving him that answer. I was 

 indignant. I did not care about his relations with the other fellow. I 

 will tell you who I think this man was. I think he was a game 

 warden, or someone looking into the game laws. I have seen him 

 about here a good mam' times. 



Mr. McGuire. Do you know where he is living now? 



Mr. Elliott. No. 



Mr. McGuire. Where did you last see him \ 



