Gold-Seeking on the Dalton Trail

family was assembled for the evening meal. It was early in February, and the wind, which now and then whirled the snowflak

ess! Oh, if we could only know that he is safe and well!" and the gen

treasurer had fallen a great share of the burden of bringing a large manufacturing establishment through two years of financial depression, and his admirable constit

asked Mrs. Bradford. "

ne whose envelope was torn and travel-stained. It bore a Canadian and an American postage stamp, as if the sen

in the laudable business of dulling a very keen appetite, but it quickly became evident that his instincts as a stamp collector were even keener. He had paused in the act of raising a bit of bread to his mouth, and made such a comical figure with

l this afternoon. Suppose I read it aloud." Absolute qu

Chilkat Pass

d waiting for an opportunity to cross the summit, so wha

rich gold placers have been discovered on the Dalton trail, which leads from Pyramid Harbor to Dawson City, at a point about two hundred miles in

the powers of attorney which you sent me, but in the Canadian territory to which I am going the law do

these mountains. You looked worn out when I saw you last, and you need a change. This is a rugged country, but[4] a healthful one if a man takes care of himself, and nothing w

tle in regard to your outfit, and will send him directions for the journey

he mercury below zero. Trust the directions I shall send to Kingsley, and I'll guarantee you

ut by an Indian who

to you a

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yes sparkled as he thought of the wonders he might soon see. As for Mrs. Bradford, she scarcely knew whether to be sad or glad. She was willing to believe her enthusiastic brother-in-law w

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aid quite calmly, "wha

heir seats, while Mr. Bradfo

"to think favorably of Will's prop

en. They did not understand the whole of Uncle Will's letter, but there was absolutely no doubt that he had suggested their co

bound to admit that they had studied carefully and well, and had fairly earned an outing. David, dark-haired and brown-eyed like his mother, had reached the age of rapid growth. He was shooting up like a weed, and his face was paler than it shou

ringly at his wife. "Can

sively before her marriage, and knew the value of travel. She was ambitious for her sons and wished them to have

spent in a study of maps and guide-books; and long after they went to b