1 WHITE PASS
=101 ROUTE:
The Speed>
Route of I Service
Comfort, Safety.
Through Tickets to and from Dawson, Fairbanks and all
Interior Alaska and Yukon River paints.
YUKON RIVER SERVICE
)uring the season of navigation our fleet of modern, up-to
>;.ite steamers will operate regularly the entire length of the
^ ukon River and tributaries, giving a service never before
■ quailed.
Our daily train service between Skaguay and White Horse
has been improved by the addition of modern
PARLiOR OBSERVATION CARS
which are splendidly equipped with comfortable leather
> hairs, writing desks, card tables, dressing rooms, etc., afford
travelers an opportunity to view the famous White Puss
s enery in ease and comfort
For full information apply to
J. E. DEMPSEY, Traffic Manager
Skaguay, Alaska
Tfrvs -VhitePass dbYukon.Rou
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TIME TABLE No. 33.
Daily, except Saturday.
No. 1
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6&AGUAY
WHITE PASS
LOO CABIN
BENNETT
CARIBOU
Arrives WHITEHORSE
'assen^ers must be at depot* la time t« bnTe Baggage Inspected
:k- . Inspei-tloa 1* Btopped 30 minutes- before leaYlug time of
No. 2 3. Hound
(* lbt class
ArrW**« 4:50 p. u«.
Leaves 3-20
" 2:30
" 1 :o0
" 11:13 n.
Leaves !) 00
iF.O pouadg of baggage will be checked free with each lull tare
aari 75 pounds with each half fare tlctoet.
<\ M > UH r WHARFINGERS AND II
Moore s Wharf j warehousemen
Phone 11
Al! Steamers Arrive and Depart From This Wharf :
--Regulations Juno 1. 1913
open for delivery of merchandise from 8 A. M. to 5 P. M. j
—Wharfage Tariff
• Smdise $1.00 per ton. Weight or measurement.
- s and Cattle 75 c per head. Sheep and Hogs 25c per head.1,
er $1.00 per Thou»and feet. Board Measure.
Ned Baggage 25c per pice.
\ V .-.rtage Charge on Baggage Unchecked.
NUT COAL REDUCED TO $9.00 BULK—$10.00 SACKED, f |
?U Air . Pure food . Pure DrjA-*
ar • essential to healthy ijjrivirth
Plltc Drinki
tfet
BEEj
' :-T S" tfTLE B5i£WTNG & MA121NC CO ■
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SEATTLE'S
Laadia* Popular Priced Hotel
Hotel
Georgian
European Plan
I *11 Outside Sunny
' Rooms. Elegantly
Furnished
Sample Kooms.
Cotnmerrla & Fam
ily trade solicited 1
RATE S
Single Rooms ?! np
Roomswith bathjl 50
Two persons 12.50 up
C. S. STAFFORD
Manager.
Take Eaat Laie car from Uni&»
Depot to Fourth. FOURTH AVE
between Union & Pl)f*. v
OLDEST BANK IN ALASKA
THE B. M. BEHRENDS BANK
Juneau, Alaska
Capital, $50,0< >0.00. Surplus, $20,000.00
B. M. BEHRENDS, J. R WILLIS, GUY McNALGHTON,
President Vice Pres. Cas'nier
A Coated Tongue Moons Slug
gish Liver mid Bowela—
Listen, Mother!
Your child isn't naturally cross
and peevish. See it tongue ia coat
ed; this is a sure sign Its little
stomach, liver and bowels need a
cleansing at once.
When listless, pale, feverish, full
of cold, breath bad, throat eore,
doesn't eat. Bleep, or act naturally,
has sour stomach, dlarrheoa, remem
ber a gentle liver and bovel claans
lug should always b® th« first treat
ment ®!ven.
Nothing equal* "PUfOl* Syrup
of Figs" for children's l-'ls. Give a
teaspoonful and la just a few hours
all the toul waste, sour bile and
fermontlng food, clogg^l in the
bowels, passes out o£ the system
and you have a well and playful
child again. All children love this
harmless fruit laxative and it never
fails to effect a good "inside" cleans
ing. Directions for babies, children
of all ages and grown-ups are plain
ly on each bottle.
Mothers, keep It handy in your
borne. A little given today saves a
sick child tomorrow, bat get the
genuine.—50c per bottle at Kol
1« Bros. Drug Co.
THE HONOR
MAN
How He Made Good.
By VINGIE E. ROE
Cop> rlgl-t by Frank A. Mumey Co.
'J'lie great. pine shaggy shoulders of
Hie Cascades reared against the tur
quoise summer sky. Far down below
tlis turbulent white waters of the
lioiaie river foamed iu their wild bed,
and their murmur rose to tho mountain
frosts.
Halfway between the two extremes
a line roadway climbed by steady
grades along the giant hills.
Along this road for a matter of a
mile were scattered little groups of
men still at work upon It They wore
overalls and sateen shirts, and there
w; s uothing in their appearance to dif
ferentiate them from other men, yet
they were convicts.
Farther on the pine shanties and
tents of the honor camp straggled
alor.g the road, hugging It close by rea
son <-f the steepness of the hills.
Here there was a cook shack where
the life of the camp centered. There
was no sign of authority anywhere,
H!fi McCounel. the superintendent,
v i t about unarmed as far as any one
knew.
A ijiiarter ruile from tho cump, Just
I -low the roadbed, a single man work
oil :i lore with pick nnd shovel deepen
ing a wash from a culvert pipe.
lie w ;s about thirty, dark eyed and
haired, though the short curls at his
temples were dusted with gray. He
was slim and agile, with the sugges
tion of football and the track meet In
every line of his body.
lie looked out of place as he la
bored. stopping from time to time to
gaze off over the feathery, whispering
stones dropping so swiftly to the river
below.
"llenv-ns," ho said aloud—'"tue good
green earth"*
Presently, as he worked, holding his
eyes to the prosaic task under his
hand with an effort, a girl came along
around tho bend on the road above
kin).
"Hello. lni|>ostor!" she called In a
strong contralto voice that carried
spleuJidly In the clear air.
lie straightened and looked up with
a suiile.
"Not 011 your life!" he said. "Haven't
I told you I'm where I belong?"
"Nix"' snld the girl shortly, and, sit
ting down on tlie fill, she dropped her
length to the sloping surface a little
above him. where she sat down, drew
up her knees, clasped them In her
arms and smiled nt him with clear,
womanly gray eyes.
"You're an Impostor. You're not one
of the boys at heart"
"Xo?" he said courteously at this
blunt opening of the tacitly shunned
subject of the camp. "You're wide
astray."
She shook her brown head.
"I know a man," she said simply,
"from a criminal."
Ue smiled a trifle grimly.
"Not iu this case," he said. "You
dou't know what's in my heart"
She d'.d not speak, but under ber
breath she said to herself sharply:
"Pity I don't!"
She was McConnel's daughter, and
her parole was more important than
the governor's iu the honor camp.
"I uii^ht be meditating escape right
now," he said, flicking his eyes up
ward at her face as he bent to his In
terrupted work again.
"It's a mighty call—a mighty call
that of the open woods and the
streams."
lie stopped again and looked down
over the whispering pine tops to the
roaring river.
"To yoa more than to those others,"
she said, nodding her head toward tho
bend ahead which hid the scattered
groups, "and a common man might an
swer it. You are of better fiber."
They both fell silent, while the river
: roared and the little winds played In
the pine tops.
> He did not look up again, and she
watched his broad shoulders and lithe
hips give and take with the motion of
! the pick for a long time.
i Her gray eyes were speculative and
I very tender, while a tense line of anx
| iety drew in around her lips. Pres
ently she shifted her position a trifle.
! As she did so a tiny stone uuder her
foot became dislodged, starting to roll
down tho sharp decline. Watching, she
8ftw it suddenly disappear in a narrow
crack in the worn rock of the hillside.
A moment later there came a tiny
thud as it struck bottom, a thud that
reverberated with a strangely hollow
sound.
The man did not seem to notice It
and looked up as she rose after awhile
to go on her way.
"Goodby," he said gently, but she
did not speak.
At supper time the men came strag
gling in, some weary and hopeless, oth
ers singing, a pathetic file in tho high
blue shadow of the mountains, and
crowded about the basins and the
towels.
The girl hung upon the outskirts of
the crowd, busy at some task, but cov
ertly watching for the figure that was
not like those others.
And she knew—long before her fa
ther stood at the cook shack door at.1
checked them off by number as they
filed in to the evening meal—she knew.
She did not need the sudden halt In
the roll call, the repetiri ui of his num
ber, its iteration, the glances of In
qulry, the questions, to tell her tlint It
had happened.
There was sudden confusion. The
supper snt untasted on the tables while
a search was made of the shacks and
tents.
Then there was order, and squads
were made up and details given, ami
she saw a gun suddenly spring into
sight on her father's hip.
In ten minutes the honor camp was
out on the hillsides starting the hist
man hunt, for this was the first time
ii man had broken his parole.
The girl ran at her father's side,
lithe and strong in her short skirt and
trim mountain hoots, silent, listening
to the buzz of comment and specula
tion.
Like bloodhounds the squads went
Brat to the wash below the high arched
culvert which curried off the most
threatening of the big mountain's rush
ing rivulets in the rains. Here lay hi
tools, but of himself or the way lie
had gone there was no sign.
"Skipped." said her father disdain
fully, "and him a 'trusty'—the tirst
man to play the infernal fool, for it'll
mean a long addition to his term when
he's caught And he'll be caught Now
we'll spread out from here."
But here the girl pushed through and
stood just over the long crack in the
slanting rock. She leaned forward a
bit, aa If she wished her ringing young
voice to rarry downward.
"You're wrong, dad!" she cried
strongly. "I tell you you're wrong!
The man's been a hunter—a fisher.
He's the putteed, gauntleted. tailored
khaki kind, and the pull of the hills
and woods has been too strong! lie's
gone for a time, but he'll comc back.
The freedom and the wild have waked
the old longings fu him. nnd he's flung
out to the woods, but he'll come back,
t know, for my rifle aud my steel fly
rod are gone."
"Kosle," 8.11J uer luiuer gnivei.v.
"you've never been a fool before. Go
on back to your mother."
Obediently, bavins fallen contentedly
silent, she went, and the squads spread
up and down the sre.it watershed in
grim and orderly fashion.
When the midnight stars stood over
head there was a tiny, whispering
sound at the culvert, and a man came
crawling cautiously out of it. having
merely raised the mat of drooping
ferns that concealed the moutii of as
fine a natural underground cavern that
gave at the upper end as one might
need for such a purpose as his.
Now he straightened cautiously and
listened. Far up on the ridge lie could
hear occasional scattered shouts where
his fellows searched for him. He
smiled grimly.
His dark eyes were full of (ire and
grim determination, and the excite
ment of great hazard marked his clean
lined face. He was starting for free
dom. But the first careful step ap
palled him by its consequence. Ho
put his foot 011 something that rolled
and sent him rattling down the wash,
while the object of the disaster slid
with him.
With his heart stopped still he put
out his hands and felt of it It was
a steel fishing rod. its joints tied to
gether. Dangliug from it he found,
as his fingers slipped along it, a reel
full of lino and a fly book.
It had been placed directly across
the culvert's mouth.
With his face a study in the dark
ness he crept slowly back, reaching
with his sensitive hands along the
rocky bed. They came upon the cold
metal of a gun—a neat, light rifle.
"Lord!" he saiU under his breath.
Then he sat back up on his heels, mo
ttonless rn the narkncss.
The meu came strangling buck at
dawn for food. ale. talked, compared
uotca and went out again. All day
they hunted the Mils and the gorges,
slept a bit by turns and returned to the
search.
McConnel was grim and angry. He
hated to send word to Uie authorities
until he li 1 snti-'llcl himself that he
could do nothing himself.
The girl watched slyly from her gray
eyes and said nothing, though she was
an tense as a drawn string.
The next morning they were a hag
gard bunch that clustered around the
long tables in the cook shack, and Mc
Connel stood at the telephone calling
for the valley town. He was sending
for help.
The voices of the men were hushed
for bis benefit, and there was only the
clatter of knives against heavy plates.
Suddenly there was an exclamation,
the rasp of a chair pushed back on the
rough "floor, and a man sprang up with
a tragic finger pointed to a window
that commanded the road.
"Heavens!' he cried shrilly. "There
he comes!"
In one hand he carried the lengths
of a steel rod and r. ;tring of trout
fresh from the cool shadows of fhe
spray da > lied ro< Us. In the other he
bore a light hunting rifle, while on his
back, properly slung with the trick of
the true hunter, its slender feet tied on
his breast and it- weight on his shoul
ders, there rode a young spike buck.
"Good morning!" he smiled. "By
George. I'm hungry!"
McConnel w.ilkcd up to him, and for
a lung moment tffc two men looked
each oilier between the eyes with
glances sharp as steel. Then:
"Wash nr>." said the former shortly.
"You're ju^r In lime."
As he turned to obey his dark eyes
traveled I" where ilie girl stood at the
far <si e < f (!.■ i.-> with a dish in
her hands, ar.d they were full of a
si»l!in ; inl'i Her lips v- re trembling
and her Inches vet with tears.
.
lYe-'ittiy . i'.e wa -li.d .t! (lie basins
she i>:i- -•••! hfti.. and her hand rested
for a ni'.nient on his muscled arm un
der i!< torn - 1-jCV<! Willi an eloquent
caressing touch.
".V in." i-'K' i. :.:hed tremulously, "oh,
man!"
Don't forget to take a Kodak with
you when you go to Whitehorse.
Have plenty of lilais. Better see
Keller's before you go.
A two-bit fishing pole will catch
ad many fish, at a $G.uO' jointed
j rod. You can get either at Hartwig
seu's, 5tlx and Broadway. lCt-5-19
Don't bother with developing and
finishing your Koflok f:1ms. Take
them to Keller's. They 11 do them
right lor you.
CKAi; MJiAI COCK TAILS
The Pack Train Restaurant
Service a la carte.
HAND LAUNDRY— Tho Jandos
Hand Laundry oil Third srteet next
to Golden North Hotel, does your
washing without shrinking the
clothes. Family work given careful
attention. tf.
If you have a Vest Pocket Kodak i
with you when you go fishing, you ]
are doubly sure of success. You |
can get some lasting evidence of
the trip, and the cost of the camera
and photos will Pe a trifling ex
pense when . compared with the
pleasure. Get an Eastman at
Keller's.
Seattle and Portland pipers may
be purchased 'tit the Long News
stand at Depot. tf.
Have you seen the "Ideal" 40
jard, nicklo plated multiplying fisli
?pt reels that Kellers' are selling
for 75c? Have a look. They're worth
tte money.
Flys, R-jds, Lines, Cm-Is, Reels,
and all kiuds of fishing gear for
trout or larger fish at Hartwigsen's
Cigar Store, 5th and Broadway.
Bonded Winsaoys—G'bson, Mctin
Ptiuou and Belmont. The best o?
Be-.r—Blue Ribbon, Budweiser and
F tie R'initjr, at the Mascot, Tele
p'"-ne 67 ft
LAVE YOUll lalxdHy" done
THE WAY YOU WANT IT
II. O. Banta, Pi op.
Haines Alaska.
Can be relied upon to turn out
the best work at the Best Prices.
Leave your bundle? at
Hariwigser/s
Cigar Store
on Saturday and
it will be returned
the folio-wing Saturday
Try It for a Few Weeks
You make a mistake if
you do not stop at
THE
Pullen House
Electric Lights
Rooms Single or en Suite
Baths on each floor
Famous for its Home Cooking,
Milk, Cream, Cottage Cheese and
Buttermilk from our own dei'v.
Fresh Eggs, etc
Rates $2.50 Per Day and Up
Well Lighted, Large Sample
Rooms for Traveling Men.
H. S. PULLEN, Prop.
Skagway. Alaska
J. IKUTA
MANUFACTURING
JEWELER
WATCHES
AND CLOCKS
Curios, Ivory Carvings
Indian Baskets
China and Cut Glass
Official WatcW Inspector for the
| W. P. & Y. Route
■ Mail Orders given prompt care
RAW FURS
—: WE PAY
HIGH - PRICES
FOR FINE FURS
WRITE FOB PRICE LIST
Percey?s Fur House
Othkosh, • Wikcotuin
THE SKAGWAY
C Pioneer Dairy
H. P. SEEMAN, Prop.
I'M SANITARY MILK RANCH" |
The largest and best con
ducted dairy In Alaska.
Dally shipments of pure
milk and cream to all points
on White Paaa & Yukon
Route.
SHIP YOUR
RAW FURS
TO THEi
Alaska Furs a Specialty
Very Top Prices Paid.
Make - Trial - Shipment
; jisrseau Steamship
U. 8. MAIL STEAMER
Georgia
Juneau-Sitka Route
/eaves Juneau for Douglas, Fun
tcr, Hconah, Gypsum, Tenakec,
Killlsnoo, Ciiatiiam and Sitka at
3 a. m., April 5,'IX, 17, 23, 29,
May 5, 11, 17 23, 29, Juno 4, 10
16, 22, 28.
Ju neau-Skagway Route
; Loaves Janeau for Douglas, Eaglo
| River, Sentinel Light Station, El
j drid Rock Light station, 'Comet,
J Haines, Skagway, 2 a. m., April
11 3, 9, 15, 21, 27, May 8, 9, 15,
[j 21, 27, Juno 2, 8, 14, 20/26.
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^ WILLIS E. NO WELL, Manager.
, Only_One "3ROMO QUININE,' that is
^axative ^rorao Quinine
Cures a Cold in One Day, Crip in 2 Days