The Trail of the Goldseekers: A Record of Travel in Prose and Verse
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Garland Hamlin. The Trail of the Goldseekers: A Record of Travel in Prose and Verse
ANTICIPATION
THE TRAIL OF THE GOLDSEEKERS
CHAPTER I. COMING OF THE SHIPS
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II
THE COW-BOY
CHAPTER II. OUTFITTING
FROM PLAIN TO PEAK
CHAPTER III. ON THE STAGE ROAD
MOMENTOUS HOUR
A WISH
CHAPTER IV. IN CAMP AT QUESNELLE
THE GIFT OF WATER
MOUNTING
THE EAGLE TRAIL
CHAPTER V. THE PSYCHOLOGY OF THE BLUE RAT
NOON ON THE PLAIN
CHAPTER VI. THE BEGINNING OF THE LONG TRAIL
THE WHOOPING CRANE
THE LOON
CHAPTER VII. THE BLACKWATER DIVIDE
YET STILL WE RODE
CHAPTER VIII. WE SWIM THE NECHACO
RELENTLESS NATURE
CHAPTER IX. THE FIRST CROSSING OF THE BULKLEY
THE GAUNT GRAY WOLF
ABANDONED ON THE TRAIL
CHAPTER X. DOWN THE BULKLEY VALLEY
DO YOU FEAR THE WIND?
CHAPTER XI. HAZLETON. MIDWAY ON THE TRAIL
SIWASH GRAVES
LINE UP, BRAVE BOYS
CHAPTER XII. CROSSING THE BIG DIVIDE
A CHILD OF THE SUN
IN THE GRASS
CHAPTER XIII. THE SILENT FORESTS OF THE DREAD SKEENA
THE FAITHFUL BRONCOS
THE WHISTLING MARMOT
CHAPTER XIV. THE GREAT STIKEEN DIVIDE
THE CLOUDS
THE GREAT STIKEEN DIVIDE
CHAPTER XV. IN THE COLD GREEN MOUNTAINS
THE UTE LOVER
DEVIL'S CLUB
IN THE COLD GREEN MOUNTAINS
CHAPTER XVI. THE PASSING OF THE BEANS
THE LONG TRAIL
THE GREETING OF THE ROSES
CHAPTER XVII. THE WOLVES AND THE VULTURES ASSEMBLE
THE VULTURE
CAMPFIRES
CHAPTER XVIII. AT LAST THE STIKEEN
THE FOOTSTEP IN THE DESERT
CHAPTER XIX. THE GOLDSEEKERS' CAMP AT GLENORA
THE TOIL OF THE TRAIL
CHAPTER XX. GREAT NEWS AT WRANGELL
THE GOLDSEEKERS
CHAPTER XXI. THE RUSH TO ATLIN LAKE
THE COAST RANGE OF ALASKA
CHAPTER XXII. ATLIN LAKE AND THE GOLD FIELDS
THE FREEMAN OF THE HILLS
THE VOICE OF THE MAPLE TREE
CHAPTER XXIII. THE END OF THE TRAIL
A GIRL ON THE TRAIL
CHAPTER XXIV. HOMEWARD BOUND
O THE FIERCE DELIGHT
CHAPTER XXV. LADRONE TRAVELS IN STATE
THE LURE OF THE DESERT
CHAPTER XXVI. THE GOLDSEEKERS REACH THE GOLDEN RIVER
HERE THE TRAIL ENDS
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A little over a year ago a small steamer swung to at a Seattle wharf, and emptied a flood of eager passengers upon the dock. It was an obscure craft, making infrequent trips round the Aleutian Islands (which form the farthest western point of the United States) to the mouth of a practically unknown river called the Yukon, which empties into the ocean near the post of St. Michaels, on the northwestern coast of Alaska.
The passengers on this boat were not distinguished citizens, nor fair to look upon. They were roughly dressed, and some of them were pale and worn as if with long sickness or exhausting toil. Yet this ship and these passengers startled the whole English-speaking world. Swift as electricity could fly, the magical word GOLD went forth like a brazen eagle across the continent to turn the faces of millions of earth's toilers toward a region which, up to that time, had been unknown or of ill report. For this ship contained a million dollars in gold: these seedy passengers carried great bags of nuggets and bottles of shining dust which they had burned, at risk of their lives, out of the perpetually frozen ground, so far in the north that the winter had no sun and the summer midnight had no dusk.
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"He shall have the best there is," I replied.
My partner, meanwhile, had rustled together three packhorses, which were guaranteed to be kind and gentle, and so at last we were ready to make a trial. It was a beautiful day for a start, sunny, silent, warm, with great floating clouds filling the sky.
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