Within a short time we had as much law work as we could do, and very

interesting and novel, and frequently fatiguing, it was. In addition to

drawing agreements and deeds, it consisted of preliminary interviews in

that stately office, followed by long and laborious walks for many miles

through the timber, up and down mountainous hills, over tundra, and

through streams, to the mines on the creeks beyond, there to examine

stakes, witnesses, and liars. Frequently, before starting back, we would

be invited to eat with the men, and a fine lot they were as a rule. Then

the case had to be presented before the lieutenant and argued, with the

assistance of mining-law quotations and diagrams. In many instances the

lieutenant would make a personal inspection of the property in dispute.

If one side appeared to be clearly in the right, the other party would

be ordered off the premises; if it seemed to be an honest contention,

and there was merit on both sides, the disputed ground would be tied up,

a dead-line drawn, and soldiers camped there to see that neither party

mined the contested territory. Either party, if dissatisfied, might

appeal to the federal court then established at Nome. But we were

hearing strange tales about that court. There was a persistent rumor

that it was only the instrument of a great scheme to confiscate the rich

mines. There was said to be a large corporation organized in the East,

with influential political backing, whose guiding genius, on the

flimsiest of pretexts, in violation of all the rules of legal procedure,

and virtually under no bonds, was being repeatedly appointed by this

court receiver of these mines.

Through a tip from a client for whom we had done some legal and

surveying work, my brother and I secured a fraction of mining ground on

Melsing Creek, which was staked, surveyed, and recorded as the "Eli

Fraction." We four staked out also an association claim of eighty acres

on a bench of Ophir Creek, which claim is called the "Rajah," and we

secured other interests farther up on Ophir Creek. As a favor to

friends, we would be willing to sell out our mining interests for a

million dollars cash!

In placer-mining the "pay dirt" (usually found near bed-rock) is

shoveled into long, narrow boxes called "sluices," varying in length, at

the bottom of which are small cross-pieces of wood ("riffles"), or

copper plates, or mercury, devised to catch the gold. The creek is

diverted so as to send a stream of water into the "head" of the

sluice-boxes, and the gold, by virtue of its greater specific gravity,

is caught by one or several of the contrivances--the stones, gravel, and

dirt being carried by the current out of the boxes, and constituting the

"tailings." After a certain number of hours' "run," the water is

temporarily diverted, and the "clean-up" takes place; that is, the

sluice-boxes are cleaned out, and the gold separated from the black sand

and iron substances which usually remain with it. Water, therefore, is

absolutely essential. In 1900, at first, the general complaint was "no

water," although later, when the heavy rains came, it was "too much

water." Placer-mining is a delicate and uncertain business, and is very

hard work. Gold is not "picked up" anywhere, and mother earth yields her

treasure very stubbornly. The gold of this country consists mainly of

fine particles or "dust," and, compared with the Klondike, but few

nuggets are found. It is, however, purer than the Klondike gold, and

assays higher.

One day in August, with a large pack, and followed by an unattractive

but devoted-looking dog, there came into Council F----, whom we had

known on the _Lane_. He was only twenty-two years old, but financial

stress had compelled him to leave his university prematurely; and he had

been among the first to cross the Chilkoot Pass and undergo the rigors

of the Klondike. Late in the season of 1899 he had come from the

Klondike to Nome, and had acquired, as he believed, some valuable

interests there, which he had been obliged to intrust to a partner, as

he was carried out from Nome in the fall more dead than alive with

typhoid. Returning the next year, he learned that his partner had robbed

him, and that all that remained was this dog. So, with his pack and his

dog, and the aid of a compass, he had walked over the mountains and

tundra from Nome to Council,--sleeping, of course, in the open air and

upon the ground,--in quest of employment on one of the Wild Goose

properties, "No. 15 on Ophir." And he was rather a delicate-looking

fellow. He dined with us, and we extended to him the hospitality of our

kitchen floor for the night, for which he was very grateful.

Notwithstanding his continued ill fortune, F---- seemed to be in

first-rate spirits. He recited a verse which he had composed, after

"Break, break, break," etc., which began thus:

"Break, broke, bust, on the ruby sands of Nome,

Break, broke, bust--three thousand miles from home!"

The way he got it off caused general laughter. He endured for two weeks

work which very few strong men can keep up, working on the ten-hour

night shift shoveling frozen ground up and into a sluice-box; and then,

pretty well used up, but with enough money to take him home, he departed

for Nome, this time by way of the river, saying that he hoped to return

next spring. Certainly pluck was not lacking in his make-up.

There is no game in this country to speak of. Occasionally, however, one

would scare up a covey of ptarmigan or white grouse, and of course there

were fish in the stream. The government recently imported into northern

Alaska some reindeer with Laplanders to care for them, and there are

scattered reindeer-stations. But none of these animals were seen.

Very pretty wild flowers, many of which I had never seen before, grow

out of the tundra. I have gathered as many as ten different species

within a quarter of a mile of our camp. In places blue-berries grew

thick, and salmon-berries were numerous.

Once in a while a letter of comparatively ancient date, passed on from

Nome to some traveler, would reach us--a great treat indeed. Toward the

end of August we learned the result of the Yale-Harvard race, which had

been rowed the end of June. Miners would come around and ask for the

loan of a paper or novel--any old thing would do.

Soon after we had become settled at Council, with intermittent fair

weather, it rained almost daily, the rain coming up and clearing off

suddenly; and one soon grew accustomed to the peculiarities of the

climate. It was a great relief to have the nights begin to darken. After

the middle of August they became quite dark, and, at the same time, we

not infrequently found in the morning a layer of thin ice in the buckets

of water.

On August 25 T---- left us, having received bad news from home; and

September 1, to the regret of all, the military departed, as the arrival

of the commissioner for the Council City district was daily expected,

and presumably there would be no further need of the soldiers. A

petition, addressed to the general commanding, seeking the retention of

the military throughout the winter, was gotten up and freely signed, but

fear of the friction which, under such circumstances, is likely to exist

between the civil and military authorities, rendered it of no avail.

About September 1, a heavy storm with a driving rain set in, which

continued with no moderation until the 8th of the month. Dams were

washed away, and mining operations ceased. It seemed at times impossible

that the tents could stand up against the wind, or that the canvas could

longer keep out the heavy rain. The "boulevards" of Council were in a

very sorry condition. It was very dismal comfort those days. The Neukluk

had become a young Mississippi, and the bar of the stream was now

entirely covered. The wind blew furiously up the stream; and it was

almost an unbelievable sight to behold one day a freighter sailing

slowly and surely, impelled alone by the favoring wind, _up_ the stream

and over that riffle which hitherto had been the heartbreaker.

In view of this storm and the early approaching winter, the mining

season seemed to have ended, and we decided to quit for Nome and home on

the next favorable day, and began to make ready accordingly. C---- had

decided that he would spend the winter at Council, and I determined to

return in the following spring. A very good log cabin, nearing

completion, which would answer for C----'s residence and the firm's

office, was leased, and the bulk of our general outfit moved into it. It

was economy for C---- to come with us to Nome to lay in his winter

supplies. Sugar was selling at Council for 35 cents a pound; coffee 75

cents; flour $7.50 a sack; kerosene $1.50 a gallon, etc.

Sunday morning, September 9, breaking fair and favorable, burdened with

only a few essentials, we set out in the _Mush-on_ at half-past seven

o'clock. How different it was from coming up! The boat seemed at times

fairly to fly along, borne by the current and assisted by the oars. At a

sudden turn we were hailed by some freighters, and later by the _Arctic

Bird_, which, taking advantage of the sudden rise of the streams, was

bringing up some heavy machinery. The former handed over to us some home

letters, and a batch of mail from the latter, well protected, was thrown

at us and picked up safely out of the river. This mail added to the

general gaiety of the situation. At half-past twelve a short stop was

made at White Mountain to pay our respects to friends there; and then we

pushed on, rowing more as the river became broader and the current less

swift. Taking the wrong fork at the delta of Fish River, it looked for a

while as if we should be stranded on the mud-flats and obliged to return

to the proper channel; but by getting out and pulling the boat, which

drew practically no water, we soon were well off, wading into the

Golovin Bay. Then, with the aid of a bit of canvas, the favorable wind,

and our oars, we reached Chenik at six o'clock in the evening, having

covered a distance in ten and a half hours which had required four days

in the ascent. I believe that is the record time. Fortunately, it was

not necessary to wait for means of transportation to Nome, as the

_Elmore_, a miserable little tub, sailed from Chenik that night. The

fellow-passengers were a tough lot of men and women; and all camped

together very informally that night on the floor of the cabin. The

storm came up again. It was very rough, and in consequence it was a

miserable, sick crowd. Having stopped at Topkok for some additional

passengers, who came aboard with satchels of gold-dust, the _Elmore_ was

off Nome at six o'clock the following evening, bobbing like a cork in

the now fast increasing storm. After some difficulty in getting into it,

in truly a very thrilling fashion, we were rowed ashore in a life-boat

and artistically beached through the surf, a feat which could be

performed only by that crew of skilful Swedes.

V

McKENZIE AT WORK--THE STORM--THE UNITED STATES COURT OF APPEALS

Nome had become more substantial in appearance,--there were fewer tents

and more buildings,--but it was even more unsightly now that the rain

had made the streets a perfect sea of mud, knee-deep in most places. The

Wild Goose Company's railroad had been laid, and was in successful

operation. On all sides was manifest the hustling genius of the American

people. We put up at a remarkably promising place, The Golden Gate

Hotel; and, after a long unacquaintance with such a luxury, rested

between sheets, and gave our things a chance to dry. We were lucky to

have caught the _Elmore_, for otherwise it would have meant detention at

Chenik for a week, awaiting an abatement of the storm. It was a pleasure

to see some of our friends again, and very interesting to learn the news

and latest developments. The story of the wonderful strike of gold at

Kougarok and Gold Run, back of Port Clarence, was corroborated, and,

generally, the mine-owners said that the country was richer than they

had ever dreamed it to be. The receivership story was also very

generally confirmed. Undoubtedly there then existed in the civil

administration of the Nome country as corrupt a ring of wholesale

robbery and blackmail as one can imagine.

The following account may better enable the reader to appreciate the

magnificence of the scheme of confiscation which at this time was in a

prosperous state of realization.

There had been organized in the city of New York, under the laws of

Arizona, with a capital stock of fifteen million dollars, The Alaska

Gold Mining Company, of which Alexander McKenzie, a man of political

influence, well known in the Dakotas, was the chief promoter and the

owner of a majority of the stock. He had placed a portion of the

remainder where he believed it would stand him in good stead. The main

assets of this company consisted of "jumpers'" claims to rich mining

property near Nome, principally situated on Anvil Creek--claims which,

having already been taken or "located," had been "jumped" or

"relocated" by certain individuals on some of the pretexts suggested by

the looseness of our mining laws, and which in a new country so

frequently constitute a species of legal blackmail. These claims, for

the most part, had been purchased from the original owners by the Wild

Goose and the Pioneer Mining companies, large corporations which had

been formed to operate them, and other claims, on a very large scale,

and which, with immense equipment at hand for future operations, were

already, in the early season of 1900, engaged in taking out the gold in

great quantities.

In company and on the same vessel with McKenzie, Judge Noyes arrived at

Nome on the nineteenth day of July, 1900, and (to use the language of

the Circuit Court of Appeals in the McKenzie contempt cases) "on

Monday, July 23, before the court was organized and before the filing of

any paper of any character with the clerk of the court, [McKenzie] was

appointed by Judge Noyes receiver of at least four of the richest claims

in the district of Nome, upon complaints made by persons the interest

therein of at least one of whom had theretofore been acquired by the

receiver's corporation, the Alaska Gold Mining Company." And this, too,

upon papers grossly inadequate, without notification to the parties in

possession, or an opportunity for them to be heard, and, generally, in

total disregard of the necessities of the situation and legal precedent.

The orders appointing McKenzie receiver of these claims directed him to

take immediate possession thereof; to manage and work the same; to

preserve the gold and dispose of it subject to the further orders of the

court; and expressly enjoined the persons then in possession from in any

manner interfering with the mining of the claims by the receiver. By a

subsequent order, and in the very teeth of the express prohibitory

provision of the statute under which the court was created, Judge Noyes

further ordered that the receiver take possession of, and that there be

delivered to him, all _personal_ property of every sort and description

on one of these claims and in any way appertaining thereto. The

receiver's bond in each case was fixed at only five thousand dollars,

though at least one of these claims was then yielding about fifteen

thousand dollars a day!

Thereupon, several of the parties thus held up by this highway

procedure, upon proof and affidavits, moved the court to vacate these

orders, which applications were denied, as were the petitions to the

court for the allowance of an appeal from its orders granting the

injunctions and appointing the receiver, the court holding that its

orders were not appealable, and, in effect, that its jurisdiction in the

matter was exclusive.

Upon the refusal of the court to allow an appeal, the Wild Goose and

Pioneer Mining companies, which were represented by able counsel,

secretly despatched to San Francisco, on a fast vessel, a special

messenger bearing papers and affidavits disclosing the record of the

court at Nome, upon which to base application to the appellate court,

the United States Circuit Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit, for

allowance of appeals and writs of supersedeas. This writ, which, in

effect, nullifies the proceedings of the court below pending the

determination of the appeal which it, the appellate court, has allowed,

was granted in the Wild Goose cases by Judge Morrow, upon the giving of

proper bonds.

Meanwhile the receiver business was in full swing, and McKenzie became

known near and far as the "King of Receivers," or the "Big One." After a

while, when the thing was becoming too notorious, the court evinced a

certain delicacy of feeling by bestowing sundry receiverships upon

selected friends of McKenzie, instead of handing them all over to the

chief. Many mine-owners did not attempt to develop their ground,

fearful lest, it proving rich, the receivership jurisdiction would be

thereto extended. Charges and countercharges of bribery and corruption

were rife, and the fight between the attorneys for the ousted parties

and the "ring" became strenuous and embittered.

In the midst of the storm above referred to,--on the 14th of

September,--an exciting rumor spread throughout the town that the writs

from the appellate court had arrived; and this proved to be the fact.

The Nome dailies (three of them) came out with such head-lines as

"McKenzie Thrown out of His Job," "Death-blow to the New York Ring," and

printed in full the writ commanding a stay of operations and a return of

the property.

But McKenzie did not proceed to obey the mandates of the higher court,

nor did Judge Noyes order him so to do, though they both had been served

with all the requisite papers.

With the knowledge that the Circuit Court of Appeals was back of them,

the Wild Goose people took possession of their mines. McKenzie, acting

under the kind of legal advice that he wanted, maintained that the writs

were irregular and void, and absolutely refused to deliver up the

gold-dust which he had mined. Judge Noyes made an order merely staying

all proceedings in his court, and refused to make orders compelling

McKenzie to obey the writs and deliver the gold-dust to the appellants.

It became known that the receiver would attempt to withdraw gold-dust

which had been deposited in the vaults of the Alaska Banking and Safe

Deposit Company; and when McKenzie, in company with one of his

"friends," made the attempt, he found himself surrounded by a detachment

of the military and a number of the parties interested, together with

their attorneys. As he was about to walk out of the building, an

attorney stepped forward and stopped him, causing that remarkable person

for the first time to lose his head and nerve. It looked for a moment as

if there might be some gun-play, but this, fortunately, was avoided. All

this happened when the storm was at its height, the miserable streets of

the hybrid "city" knee-deep in mud, and when, without the semblance of a

harbor, and open to the clear sweep and fierce attack of the Arctic

gale, entire sections of the place were under water, and houses and

wreckage generally drifting about. It was an excellent background for a

dramatic incident.

The next step, therefore, was to proceed against McKenzie for contempt

of court. The time was very short; for communication with that country

ceases with the freezing of the sea, the latter part of October, and the

distance to the appellate court and return is about seven thousand

miles. At the last moment, just before we sailed, Samuel Knight (Yale,

'87), who, in behalf of the Wild Goose Company, had been fighting the

ring with great aggressiveness and skill, gave me, for his firm in San

Francisco, the papers on which to base proceedings for contempt of court

and arrest.

The storm and rain continued with unabated fury. It was impossible to

get away. All the steamers had either put to sea or sought for shelter

the lee of Sledge Island, to the northwest, and the shore was fast

becoming a scene of wreckage indescribable. Tugs, lighters, floating

piers, and all small craft lay tossed upon the beach. The sea was rising

higher all the time, and soon buildings were washed away, and the front

and lower part of the town were under water. All machinery which had

rested upon the beach was buried in the sand. The entire sand-spit where

we had first camped was washed by the surf. Lumber in great piles was

strewn all along the water-front, and there were general loot and

consequent drunkenness. The saying that the "Bering Sea is the graveyard

of the Pacific" seemed verified. Certainly it was the most destructive

and long-continued storm within my knowledge.

It was during this waiting period that we quite unexpectedly ran across

V----and R----. They had, it seemed, gone northwest in their boat for

about thirty miles and tried the beach, with but little success. Then,

having, as they believed, good information as to the rich strike which

had been made at Bristol Bay, five or six hundred miles to the south,

they had joined a party and gone thither in the small sailing-schooner

which now lay high and dry upon the beach. Caught by storms either way,

their experiences were of the hair-raising order, and it was only

through the great skill and coolness of the captain and the mate that

they were there to tell the tale. Bristol Bay had proved to be a fake,

so far as gold was concerned. But V---- said that the streams were

simply red with salmon, and that they found many walruses dead upon the

shore, which probably, wounded by the natives, had come there to die. He

brought to us a splendid pair of their ivory tusks, in which I have a

special pride. Although he plainly showed the effects of his hardships,

his cheerful spirit was unbroken, although the thought of having to

return unsuccessful, but with hardly a fair trial, hurt his sense of

pride. We told him of the Council City country, and it was suggested

that he go back and winter with C----, which proposition was quickly

accepted.

We dined once for experiment at the Cafe de Paris, a very clean and

dainty-looking restaurant, quite incongruous with its surroundings. This

was frequented by some of the French "counts," German "barons," and

persons "representing capital in the East," for all sorts and conditions

were to be met at this motley Nome. Really, our general apparel was

quite out of place. The proprietor seemed the gentleman. He said that he

came from New York, and that his chef was from the Cafe Martin. When we

remarked that we had eaten at the Cafe Martin, with a French gesture of

delight, he exclaimed, "Zen zere ees nussing more to be said!" Most of

the things were very good, but we ordered beefsteak, about which we used

to talk at Council. That portion of the menu was very well disguised. As

an Alaskan friend of mine once remarked on a similar occasion, it was

"so tough that you couldn't stick a fork in the gravy."

On September 17 the storm finally abated, and, after an earnest

"good-by and good luck" to C----, my brother and I were rowed out to the

big ship _Tacoma_. We left many behind who would have given their

eye-teeth to be in our boots. It seemed almost too good to be true that

we should be upon that stanch vessel, in good health, and with the near

prospect of enjoying the delights of a home-coming. As is frequently the

case when one has been counting the days which are to lead up to an

anticipated pleasure, a certain apprehension that some mishap might

occur to delay departure had been felt by us during these last days in

Alaska. The _Tacoma_, which before the Nome excitement had been engaged

in the China trade, was officered by Scotsmen and Englishmen and manned

by Chinamen. Big and steady, with roomy decks, she was crowded to the

limit of her passenger accommodations. Though the majority of the

passengers had been unsuccessful, the fact of going home made all

light-hearted and good-natured.

One of the first persons I saw was our Pullman porter friend, who

greeted us grinning and deferentially, though we were still in that

wholesome atmosphere where all men meet on equal terms and no one is

better than the other until he proves it so. He said that he had been

lucky in getting hold of a claim, and drew from his pocket a good-sized

bottle pretty well filled with gold-dust. I learned further that he

would "railroad" during the winter and return in the spring to Nome,

having left behind a "good partner" whom he had so tied up that it

would be impossible to be defrauded! I was flattered to know that on the

occasion of his getting into a "jack-pot" (some trouble) he had hunted

Nome after me for legal advice. He had many opportunities to get into

"trouble" during the voyage home, as he gambled all the time.

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