There's Gold in Them Hills!
Jim Sutter - nephew of John Sutter
Ed Jacobson - friend of Jim
Aaron Steele - friend of Jim
Erik - friend of Jim
Johnny - friend of Jim
Setting: Originally, a small town in California; later to Juneau in Alaska
It was late summer when the reports came in like wildfire to that small
California mining town. They'd found gold in the Klondike! That worthless
chunk of land wasn't so worthless after all! A bunch of my buddies got together
and decided that they were going, and that I was going. They looked at me as
you would a rabbit's foot, or some other good luck charm, me being the
nephew of John Sutter and all.
'Come on, Jim,' they says, 'we'll be rollin' in gold before you can say U.S.
Geological Survey!' We near busted our asses that fall working, and not just
mining neither: we needed cash for the trip and to buy supplies when we got
there, so we did most any job that paid.
Finally we got enough and
somewhereabouts in November we went aboard the Betty Lou, which took us
to Juneau in Alaska Territory.
That place was the seat of the territorial government of the largest territory in
the Union, but you wouldn't know it if you saw it. Far as I could tell, that place
had more sled dogs than men! So we go into town, and the only reason we
didn't blow all our money right there in the 'local establishments' is the fact that
I was carrying it. So we gits ourselves some sleds and dogs, picks and shovels,
guns and ammo, and other stuff. We bought some food too, enough to tide us
over till we sets up camp. With all...