t, harnessed the dogs, carried the outfit to the sleigh, and lashed it on. Then he aroused his friends,
room to cook a meal on the trail between here a
e tied their hand-bags, containing underclothing, towel, soap, etc., and socks to t
was standing watching his master. The others were mere balls of fur lying in the snow. Hugh went ahead and harnessed himself in the
ave a tug at the traces, a
was tucked under the lashings of the load. Behind Dude was Two Bits; then came Four Bits, Tom and Jerry. Beginning with Two Bits, he gave each a cut with the whip, causing heart-rending howls; but Dude stood throughout the
e-harnessed himself in the co
, furtive glances over their shoulders at the man with the whip. The l
re drawing their loads. The wind was roaring down the pass, cutting their faces like a knife. They now appreciated the special virtues of the parka, for with hood drawn over their head, as t
effort was useless. Hugh said nothing, but disengaged himself from his harness, went to the rear of the load, and undid a coil of rope from either side, to which Berwick and Bruce were harness
selves and throw the cords back on the load, which they did, after
ake a turn at the gee-pole
nd, their tongues lolling out, their eyes vacantly staring. 'Tis the nature of the beast. The native dogs of the north never give the impression
he side hill at the right hand of the canyon. A considerable amount of work had been done, a
he toll-gate seemed happy; he was prospering, and those who employed him were making money. John and George thought the charg
off the trail in a sort of little cove, and on the much-betramped snow around was a sleigh, and by it five
he scenery?" asked Hugh, i
ish I w
's t
with them, an' if it wasn't for poor little B
the tr
woman died last fall, and after she died the poor old farm went plumb to pieces, hard times, and mortgage falling due; so I got a sickening of the old place without the old woman, and I let the farm go and put little Bess to school for a year, and lit out for the Klondike. Bess ain't Bess by rights; she was christianized Matilda Jane, and we called her Bess for short. Well, the old woman was always building on bringing
Sk
Poor little Bess! Poor little Bess! I was hoping to make her a real lady wi
aces; and the trio was on its way up the Pass. No one spoke for some time; each was thin
anyon, so that all were compelled to give attention to it. But the three men taking turn at the gee-pole, they had soon crossed Kill-a-man Creek, and were at
nce to the sleigh; then he and John set about the task of taking the first load to the top of the hill, while George mounted guard at th
both, they eventually reached the top. They soon had the sleigh unloaded, and Hugh was off down again for the remainder of the load. In three-quarters of an hour they were
ss City. Two long lines of men and teams marked the White Pass, one on the left side of the canyon, the other on the canyon bottom. The hillside trail was used by horses, mules, and oxen, while in the
of the surroundings, impressed the beholders; but th
ite Pass City. This was the first depot out from Skagway, and was distant there-from twelve miles. From White Pass City to Lake Bennett the di
own and guyed against the ever-recurring blasts, comprised White Pass City. And how the
rning from the summit and Bennett than were setting out. Amongst those returning they met a man with a dozen pack-mules. Long icicles hung from his moustache, powdery snow was driven into the fol
h, "what's it lik
from the south and snowing as if all the feather beds in the New Jerusalem were being split open and shaken loose. I'll be hanged if the Mounted Police ain't got a stable and store-house scooped out under the snow, and the roof standing up like as if it wa
he Army," suggested George
rom any Army fellows I ever se
once the dogs were impatient and restless: instinct told them they were near the end of their day's work and the prospect of foo
ellows, and I'll look af
ut he insisted; so they
as at Skagway. Everybody smoked on the trail-in all places and u
ey relished the hot soup, and the meat, potatoes, and beans! And when they drank ...! George finished his
r they get over the summit they will get down t
een dividing into a sack and threw it on the sleigh, and hurried to the restaurant, saying that he would boil the rest of
evening, meal on the trail) he remarked that he would take
th a lot of hay in it, and says we can sleep in that, which will save us making camp.
bushy tails, and to the accompaniment of howls the load was removed to the hay-tent, the d
ll strike for some time after
find space on a stove to boil it. He soon returned with the meat,
rk to the dogs as he threw them the
ail, up which the full flow of traffic was now toiling. Profanity filled the air. The traveller
off on a gramophone. Hugh looked cautiously at the company. "Soapy's men!" he whispered; so he and his companions went. John n
n a wonderful sy
wns the whole shop from the
s he stop at
lic
ve police on
the s
u account
nest; but now, since the records have been taken away from the police, there's nothing but grafting going on. Fellows have to give up half interest in claims to the officials before they can get record; and even the Government is grafting officially with this ten p
il that clung to the side of the mountain was so narrow that two horses, going in opposite directions, could not pass each other; so in
rns. Dude's tail was not long enough to cover his nose, and Hugh noticed his eyes quiver and open slig
Dude," s
?" ask
h-class article in the stealing line he is. However, there'll be lots mo
they man
o-morrow, an