"The yellow metal is not found in paying quantity in the main river, but

in the small streams which cut through the mountains on either side.

These practically wash out the gold. The mud and mineral matter is

carried into the main river, while the gold is left on the rough bottoms

of these side streams. In most cases the gold lies at the bottom of

thick gravel deposits. The gold is covered by frozen gravel in the

Winter. During the Summer, until the snow is all melted, the surface is

covered by muddy torrents. When the snow is all melted and the springs

begin to freeze the streams dry up. At the approach of Winter, in order

to get at the gold the miners find it necessary to dig into the gravel

formation.

"Formerly they stripped the gravel off until they came to the gold. Now

they sink a shaft to the bottom of the gravel and tunnel along

underneath in the gold bearing layer. The way in which this is done is

interesting, as it has to be carried on in cold weather, when everything

is frozen.

"The miners build fires over the area where they wish to work and keep

these lighted over that territory for the space of twenty-four hours.

Then, at the expiration of this period, the gravel will be melted and

softened to a depth of perhaps six inches. This is then taken off and

other fires built until the gold-bearing layer is reached. When the

shaft is down that far other fires are built at the bottom, against the

sides of the layer, and tunnels made in this manner.

"Blasting would do no good, on account of the hard nature of the

material, and would blow out just as out of a gun. The matter taken out

containing the gold is piled up until Spring, when the torrents come

down, and is panned and cradled by these. It is certainly very hard

labor.

"I see many reasons why the gold fields should be particularly rich. The

streams which cut through the mountains have probably done so for

centuries, wearing them down several hundred feet and washing out the

gold into the beds and gravel.

"It is a country in which it is very hard to find food, as there is

practically no game. Before the whites went into the region there were

not more than 300 natives. They have hard work to support themselves,

on account of the scarcity of game."

An interesting letter telling of the recent trip of the steamer

Excelsior has been written by Captain J. F. Higgins, of the steamer, to

a friend. He says:

"The word Klondyke means Deer River, and the stream is called the

Reindeer River on the charts. It empties into the Yukon fifty miles

above the Big River. The geographical position of the juncture is 76

degrees 10 minutes north latitude, 138 degrees 50 minutes west

longitude. Bonanza Creek dumps into the Klondyke about two miles above

the Yukon. Eldorado is a tributary of the Bonanza. There are numerous

other creeks and tributaries, the main river being three hundred miles

long.

"The gold so far has been taken from Bonanza and Eldorado, both well

named, for the richness of the placers is truly marvellous. Eldorado,

thirty miles long, is staked the whole length and as far as worked has

paid.

"One of our passengers who is taking home $100,000 with him has worked

one hundred feet of his ground and refused $200,000 for the remainder,

and confidently expects to clean up $400,000 and more. He has in a

bottle $212 from one pan of dirt. His pay dirt while being washed

averaged $250 an hour to each man shovelling in. Two others of our

miners who worked their own claim cleaned up $6,000 from one day's

washing.

"There is about fifteen feet of dirt above bed rock, the pay streak

averaging from four to six feet, which is tunnelled out while the ground

is frozen. Of course, the ground taken out is thawed by building fires,

and when the thaw comes and water rushes in they set their sluices and

wash the dirt. Two of our fellows thought a small bird in the hand worth

a large one in the bush, and sold their claims for $45,000, getting

$4,500 down, the remainder to be paid in monthly instalments of $10,000

each. The purchasers had no more than $5,000 paid. They were twenty days

thawing and getting out dirt. Then there was no water to sluice with,

but one fellow made a rocker, and in ten days took out the $10,000 for

the first instalment. So, tunnelling and rocking, they took out $40,000

before there was water to sluice with.

"Of course, these things read like the story of Aladdin, but fiction is

not at all in it with facts at Klondyke. The ground located and

prospected can be worked out in a few years, but there is an immense

territory untouched, and the laboring man who can get there with one

year's provisions will have a better chance to make a stake than in any

other part of the world."

SOME LARGE NUGGETS.

THERE ARE MORE WHERE THEY CAME FROM.

The largest nugget yet found was picked out by Burt Hudson on claim Six

of the Bonanza, and is worth a little over $250. The next largest was

found by J. Clements, and was worth $231. The last four pans Clements

took out ran $2,000, or an average of $500 each, and one of them went

$775. Bigger pockets have been struck in the Cariboo region and in

California, but nowhere on earth have men picked up so much gold in so

short a time. A young man named Beecher, came down afoot and by dog

sledge, starting out early in March. He brought $12,000 to $15,000 with

him. He was purser on the Weare last summer, and went in after the close

of navigation in October or September. About Dec. 15 he got a chance to

work a shift on shares, and in sixty days made his stake, which is about

$40,000. He has purchased a claim or two. You will find more gold in

circulation in Dawson than you ever saw in all your life. Saloons take

in $3,000 to $4,000 each per night. Men who have been in all parts of

the world where gold is mined say they never saw such quantities taken

in so short a time.

The diggings around Circle City and in the older places are rich enough

to satisfy any ordinary demand, but they have all, or nearly all, been

temporarily left for the new fields. There are probably 250 men working

in the mines outside Circle City, but there would have been 1,500 had

not the new strike been made. Should the new field play out, which is a

thing impossible, the older diggings would be returned to and with

profit. However, the new finds are not going to play out. There is

enough in sight to confirm the belief that these new diggings cannot be

exhausted in ten years. Of course, comparatively little gold is being

taken out now, for the streams are too high, but there is much that was

drifted and piled up last winter that is not yet washed.

MILLIONS UPON MILLIONS IN SIGHT.

WILLIAM STANLEY'S GRAPHIC STORY.

The New York Journal prints this story of William Stanley: Stanley is

one of the fortunate ones who returned from the Klondyke on the

Portland. In addition to his present fortune he is interested with his

son and two New Yorkers in claims which, he says, will yield $2,000,000.

Stanley is a married man; he has a wife and several children. During his

absence in the far North the family struggled to eke out an existence,

for everything that Stanley had went to pay his expenses to the gold

fields. Stanley is well on in years. He was not accustomed to hardships;

for years he conducted a little book store in an out-of-the-way business

corner.

To-day people who used to help him by giving 10 to 15 cents cannot

realize that he is wealthy. Here is his story:

"I went to the Yukon as a last resort. I was getting old and I had no

money and I knew that I would never get any unless I took it out of the

ground. It was a year ago last March that I left Seattle. I am free to

confess that my family was at that time in destitute circumstances. I

made for the Yukon. I had never before been there. I knew nothing of

mining and nothing of the hardships of the country, and, in fact, was as

great a "greeny" as ever set foot in the great gold country of the

Northwest. My son, Samuel Stanley, went with me. He was as ignorant as

his father.

"While we were on the steamship Alki, which took us to Dyea, we met two

young men, Charles and George Worden. They were residents of Sackett's

Harbor, N. Y., and had come West in search of gold. Their mother lives

back in the old home, so they informed me. We became very intimate with

the Wordens. They knew little, if anything, about the country, and one

day in conservation one of us suggested that we form a company and do

our work on the syndicate plan, each man to share and share alike. We

wandered through the Yukon districts for several months and were getting

discouraged, because there seemed to be nothing for us. We met other men

who were getting rich, but we grew poorer as the days came and went.

Once we had about concluded to go back.

"It was in the latter part of last September that we befriended a man

who gave us a tip as to the riches of the Klondyke. We were willing to

believe anything, and made for the Klondyke at once. At that time we

were en route for Forty Mile Creek. We were then at Sixty Mile.

"The first thing we did when we reached the Klondyke was to spend a

little time at the mouth of the stream. We were there just twenty-four

hours when the little steamer Ellis arrived with 150 excited miners

aboard. They had just heard the good news, and on their arrival they

made a rush for the richest spots on Bonanza and Eldorado creeks.

"We went to Eldorado Creek and made locations on what were called Claims

Twenty-five, Twenty-six, Fifty-three and Fifty-four. I think it was in

October that we made our locations. We worked Claims Twenty-five and

Twenty-six, and were very soon satisfied that we had a fine thing, and

went to work to make preparations for a long winter of experiences and

hardships. We got all we wanted before spring. Every man put in his time

sinking prospect holes in the gulch.

"I tell the simple truth when I say that within three months we took

from the two claims the sum of $112,000. A remarkable thing about our

findings is that in taking this enormous sum we drift up and down

stream, nor did we cross-cut the pay streaks.

"Of course, we may be wrong, but this is the way we are figuring, and we

are so certain that what we say is true that we would not sell out for a

million. In our judgment, based on close figuring, there are in the two

claims we worked, and Claims No. 53 and No. 54, $1,000 to the lineal

foot. I say that in four claims, we have at the very least $2,000,000,

which can be taken out without any great work.

"I want to say that I believe there is gold in every creek in Alaska.

Certainly on the Klondyke the claims are not spotted. One seems to be as

good as another. It's gold, gold, gold all over. It's yards wide and

yards deep. I say so, because I have been there and have the gold to

show for it. All you have to do is to run a hole down, and there you

find plenty of gold dust. I would say that our pans on the Eldorado

claims will average $3, some go as high as $150, and, believe me, when I

say that, in five pans, I have taken out as high as $750 and sometimes

more. I did not pick the pans, but simply put them against my breast and

scooped the dirt off the bed rock.

"Of course, the majority of those on the Klondyke have done much

figuring as to the amount of gold the Klondyke will yield. Many times we

fellows figured on the prospects of the Eldorado. I would not hesitate

much about guaranteeing $21,000,000, and should not be surprised a bit

if $25,000,000, or even $30,000,000, was taken out.

"Some people will tell you that the Klondyke is a marvel, and there will

never be a discovery in Alaska which will compare with it. I don't

believe it. I think that there will be a number of new creeks discovered

that will make wonderful yields. Why, Bear Gulch is just like Eldorado.

Bear Gulch has a double bed rock. Many do not know it, but it's a fact,

and miners who are acquainted with it will tell you the same thing.

"The bed rocks are three feet apart. In the lower bed the gold is as

black as a black cat, and in the upper bed, the gold is as bright as any

you ever saw. We own No. 10 claim, below Discovery, on Bear Gulch, and

also Nos. 20 and 21 on Last Chance Gulch, above Discovery. We prospected

for three miles on Last Chance Gulch, and could not tell the best place

to locate the Discovery claim. The man making a discovery of the creek

is entitled by law to stake a claim and take an adjoining one, or, in

other words, two claims; so you see he wants to get in a good location

on the creek or gulch. Hunker Gulch is highly looked to. I think it will

prove another great district, and some good strikes have also been made

on Dominion Creek. Indian Creek is also becoming famous.

"What are we doing with all the money we take out?

"Well, we paid $45,000 spot cash for a half interest in Claim 32,

Eldorado. We also loaned $5,000 each to four parties on Eldorado Creek,

taking mortgages on their claims, so you see we are well secured.

"No, I do not want any better security for my money than Eldorado

claims, thank you. I only wish I had a mortgage on the whole creek.

"We had a great deal of trouble in securing labor in prospecting our

properties. Old miners would not work for any price. We could

occasionally rope in a greenhorn and get him to work for a few days at

$15 a day. Six or eight miners worked on shares for us about six weeks,

and we settled. It developed that they had earned in that length of time

$5,300 each. That was pretty good pay, wasn't it? We paid one old miner

$12 for three hours' work and offered to continue him at that rate, but

he would not have it, and he went out to hunt a claim of his own. My

son, Samuel, and Charles Worden are in charge of our interests in

Alaska. George Worden and I came out, and we will go back in March and

relieve them. Then they will come out for a spell. George goes from here

to his home in New York State to make his mother comfortable.

"I am an American by birth, but of Irish parents. I formerly lived in

Western Kansas, but my claim there was not quite as good as the one I

staked out on the Eldorado Creek."

HOW TO GET THERE.

CHOICE OF TWO ROUTES.

There are two routes either of which can be taken to the Klondyke. The

best but the most expensive is by steamer from Seattle to St. Michael's,

and then by river boat up the Yukon 1,700 miles to Dawson City. By this

route it takes thirty-five to forty days, and the fare is $180. The

steamers permit only 150 pounds of baggage for each passenger. Two

steamers that will leave before the river is closed by ice cannot carry

more than 150 passengers each. The other route is by land by way of

Juneau. The passenger goes from Seattle to Juneau. There at this season

all packs must be carried on the back or on mules. When snow falls

sledges can be used and the trip can be made much more easily. The

distance is 650 miles. This trip is thus described:

"Leaving Juneau you go to Dyea by way of Lime Canal, and from there to

Lake Lindermann, thirty miles on foot, or portage, as we call it. The

lake gives you a ride of five or six miles, and then follows another

long journey overland to the headwaters of Lake Bennett, which is

twenty-eight miles long. On foot you go again for several miles, and

then the caribou crossing of the river furnishes transportation for four

miles to Tagish Lake, where another twenty-one-mile boat ride may be

had.

"This is followed by a weary stretch of mountainous country, and then

Marsh or Mud Lake is reached. You get another boat ride of twenty-four

miles, and then go down the creek for twenty-seven miles to Miles Canon

and to White Horse Rapids.

"This is one of the most dangerous places on the entire route, and

should be avoided by all strangers. The stream is full of sunken rocks

and runs with the speed of a mile race. Passing White Horse Rapids the

journey is down the river for thirty miles to Lake Labarge, where

thirty-one miles of navigable water is found. Another short portage and

Lous River is reached, where you have a 200-mile journey, which brings

you to Fort Selkirk.

"At this point Polly and Lous rivers come together, forming the Yukon.

From that point on is practically smooth sailing, though the stranger

must be exceedingly careful."

For some time past a number of local and English companies have been

studying the lay of the land between Chilkat and Circle City with a view

to establishing a quicker, and more practicable way of transportation to

the gold fields along the Yukon. Goodall, Perkins & Co., of New York

have made a thorough investigation of the matter, and Capt. Chas. M.

Goodall of that firm says:

"The rich find in the Klondyke district will probably result in some

better means of transportation, though the roughness of the country and

the limited open season will not justify anybody in building a railroad

for any distance. Recently we sent several hundred sheep and cattle to

Juneau, and from there to the head of navigation by the steamer Alki.

Mr. Dalton, who discovered the trail across the country from the Chilkat

River to Fort Selkirk, is taking live stock to the mines. His route lies

from the head of navigation through Chilkoot Pass and along the trail,

which is over prairie several hundred miles, to the Yukon River, near

Fort Selkirk. At this time of year the prairie is clear and bunch grass

grows on it in abundance.

"I believe this will ultimately be the popular route. People could go

over it in wagons, as the prairie is level. Stations could be

established, as was done on our plains in '49. It would be easy to go

down the Yukon in boats from where Dalton's trail strikes it to Dawson

City and other mining camps.

"The plan to build a traction road over Chilkoot Pass from Dyea, the

head of navigation after leaving Juneau, to Lake Linderman, is not a

good business proposition. It has been talked of, and the rest of the

plan is to have steamers to ply from Lake Linderman through the other

lakes to the Yukon. But to do this two portages would have to be made on

account of the falls in the river, and these would be enormously

expensive.

"A British company has had in contemplation for some time the

construction of a railroad from the head of navigation on Taku Inlet,

near Juneau, to Teslin, or Aklene Lake, and thence down some small

rivers to the Yukon and the mines. Even by this route there would be

need of portages. The natural way to take in freight, unless the hurry

be great, is by St. Michael and up the Yukon. To establish even a wagon

road over Dalton's Trail on the prairie, a railroad over the divide from

Dyea to Lake Linderman, or a railroad as planned by the English company,

concessions would have to be secured from the British Government."

FROM SAN FRANCISCO TO THE MINES.

OCEAN ROUTE.

Miles.

To St. Michael's 2,850

To Circle City 4,350

To Forty Mile 4,600

To Klondyke 4,650

OVERLAND ROUTE.

Miles.

To Juneau (by steamer) 1,680

Juneau to Chilkat 80

Juneau to Dyea 100

Juneau to head of navigation 106

Juneau to summit of Chilcoot Pass 114

Juneau to head of Lake Linderman 123

Juneau to foot of Lake Linderman 127

Juneau to head of Lake Bennet 128

Juneau to foot of Takish Lake 173

Juneau to head of Lake Marsh 178

Juneau to head of canyon 223

Juneau to head of White Horse Rapids 225

Juneau to Tahkeena River 240

Juneau to head of Lake Lebarge 256

Juneau to foot of Lake Lebarge 284

Juneau to Hotalinqua River 318

Juneau to Big Salmon River 349

Juneau to Little Salmon River 385

Juneau to Five Fingers Rapids 444

Juneau to Rink Rapids 450

Juneau to White River 599

Juneau to Stewart River 609

Juneau to Sixty-Mile Post 629

Juneau to Lawson City 678

Juneau to Forty-Mile Post 728

Juneau to Circle City 898

Forty-Mile to diggings at Miller Creek 70

Circle City to diggings at Birch Creek 50

Klondyke to diggings 5

PERILS OF THE TRIP.

ENCOUNTERS WITH THE ICE AND SNOW IN THE PASSES TO THE UPPER YUKON.

A letter, written to the San Francisco Examiner by Edgar A. Mizner,

gives a graphic picture of life in the Klondyke region and the hardships

and perils that the miner may expect to meet and undergo. He is at

present the agent of the Alaska Commercial Company there. He set out

from Seattle for the Yukon in March last. He had had mining experience

before, having been frozen in one Winter on the Pend d'Oreille. Mizner

Mountain, over against the Kootenai country, is named for him, his

prospecting pick being the first to find pay ore there.

From a camp on the ice of Lake Bennett he wrote on May 6:

"It is nearly two months since I left you, and if I have not forgotten

you altogether it's not the fault of the trip, for surely it's the

devil's own. The man who wants the Yukon gold should know what he is

going to tackle before he starts. If there is an easy part of the trip I

haven't struck it yet.

"Eight of us made the trip from Juneau to Dyea, 100 miles, on the

little steam launch Alert. The steamer Mexico reached Dyea the same

morning with 423 men. As she drew so much water she had to stay about

three miles off shore and land her passengers and freight as best she

might in more or less inaccessible places on the rocky shores.

"Then up came the twenty-two-foot tide and many poor fellows saw their

entire outfits swept into the sea. The tide runs there like the Fundy

race. At Dyea there were but two houses, a store and, of course, a

saloon. So when we landed on the beach and got out on the snow and ice

we had to "rustle" for ourselves. We have kept on "rustling" for

ourselves from that on.

"We camped the first night at Dyea. It is a most enjoyable thing, this

making camp in the snow. First you must shovel down from three to six

feet to find a solid crust. Then you must go out in the snow up to your

neck to find branches with which to make a bed, and then comes the hunt

for a dead tree for firewood. Dinner is cooked on a small sheetiron

stove.

"Always keep an eye on the 'grub,' especially the bacon, for the dogs

are like so many ravenous wolves, and it is not considered just the

proper thing to be left without anything to eat in this frostbitten

land. At night it is necessary to tie up the sacks of bacon in the trees

or build trestles for them. But to the trip.

"The second day we went up Dyea canon. It is only three miles long, but

seems fully thirty. This is true of all distances in this country. About

one hundred pounds is about all a man wants to pull in this canon, as

the way is steep and the ice slippery. So camps must be made short

distances apart, as you have to go over the trail several times in

bringing up your outfit. Remember, an ordinary outfit weighs from 500 to

800 pounds, and some of them much more.

"But the summit of Chilcoot Pass--that's the place that puts the yellow

fear into many a man's heart. Some took one look at it, sold their

outfits for what they would bring and turned back. This pass is over the

ridge which skirts the coast. It is only about 1,200 feet from base to

top, but it is almost straight up and down--a sheer steep of snow and

ice. There is a blizzard blowing there most of the time, and when it is

at its height, no man may cross. For days at a time the summit is

impassable. An enterprising man named Burns has rigged a windlass and

cable there, and with this he hoists up some freight at a cent a pound.

The rest is carried over on the backs of Indians. We were detained ten

days waiting our turn to have our outfits carried over and for favoring

weather.

"After going about three miles up a dark canon a whirling snow storm

struck us. But having risen at such an unconscionable hour we would not

turn back. Our pride was near the end of us. I hope I may never

experience such another day. The air was so filled with snow that at

times it was impossible to see ten feet. It was all we could do to keep

our feet against the wind which howled down the mountain. My beard

became a mass of ice.

"The trail was soon obliterated and we were lost. But we stumbled on and

by a rare chance we came upon the handle of a shovel which marked our

cache. There was nothing to do but fight our way back to camp. The storm

did not abate in the slightest. In fact, it raged for four long days. It

was nearly dark when with knocking knees we got back to camp, more dead

than alive.

"The next day ten men made up a party to go on the same trip back for

their outfits. The day after that they were found huddled in a hole dug

in a drift eating raw bacon. After another day of rest we put masts on

our sleds, rigged sails and came across Lake Linderman and over

Linderman Portage. We are now camped on the head of Lake Bennet."

Another letter written by Mr. Mizner from Forty Mile City, as late as

June 12th, is quite as interesting. He says:

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