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"The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: The Boy Scouts on the Yukon Author: Ralph Victor Illustrator: Rudolf Mencl Release Date: August 10, 2008 [EBook #26257] Language: English Character set encoding: ASCII *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE BOY SCOUTS ON THE YUKON *** Produced by Roger Frank and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net -1- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. THE BOY SCOUTS ON THE YUKON BY RALPH VICTOR AUTHOR OF “COMRADES SERIES” Illustrated by RUDOLF MENCL NEW YORK HURST & COMPANY -2- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. PUBLISHERS. THE BOY SCOUTS By RALPH VICTOR The Boy Scout Movement has secured a hold on the American boy that is remarkable in its far-reaching effects. It is doing a great work in the development of manliness, self-confidence and physical perfection and is making better citizens out of the members of the organization. This series will foster interest in the Boy Scout Organization. There is excitement such as every boy’s book should contain. There are many and varied experiences, and much worth-while information about out-door sports and camp life, in which the youths take part. 1. The Boy Scouts’ Patrol 2. The Boy Scouts’ Motor-Cycles 3. The Boy Scouts’ Canoe Trip 4. The Boy Scouts in the Canadian Rockies 5. The Boy Scouts’ Air Craft 6. The Boy Scouts on the Yukon 7. The Boy Scouts in the North Woods 8. The Boy Scouts in the Black Hills Illustrated, 12mo, Cloth Price per Volume, 40 Cents Copyright, 1912, By The Platt & Peck Co. Contents -3- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. CHAPTER I. The “Inside Passage.” II. “Swiftwater Jim.” III. Into Rough Waters. IV. On Alaskan Soil. V. A New Mode of Travel. VI. The Biggest Bear in the World. VII. Into the Wilderness. VIII. Colonel Snow’s Ranch. IX. An Heirloom Returned. X. Building the Camp. XI. At the Mercy of the Pest. XII. Alaska’s First Airship. XIII. Down the River to Nome. XIV. On the Seward Peninsula. XV. The Mammoth’s Tusks. XVI. Homeward Bound. PAGE 9 21 34 46 58 70 83 96 108 121 136 150 158 168 179 189 9 BOY SCOUTS ON THE YUKON CHAPTER I. THE “INSIDE PASSAGE.” “Ar-r-rouse ye—r-r-rouse ye, me merry, merry men,” boomed the voice of Gerald Moore, with a slightly Celtic roll of the “r’s,” as he drummed impatiently on the shutter of the cabin window, while his companion, Jack Blake, performed a similar tattoo on the adjoining window. “Faith, and it was daylight hours ago, and ye don’t know what ye’re missing.” The shutter slid back, and the pleasant, if rather drowsy face of Randolph Peyton peered forth, and behind his shoulder that of Donald Graeme. “Daylight, did ye say?” remarked the latter. “It’s my opinion it’s been daylight all night, for it surely wasn’t dark when we retired, and we’ve only been in bed a few minutes.” The scene was the outside cabin deck of the well-appointed steamer “Queen” of the Alaska Steamship Company, which was plowing her way 10 through the quiet waters of the “Inside Passage,” on her way to the land of the Yukon and the Klondike. -4- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. The hour was only four in the morning, but the sun was high, and the day in those high latitudes was well begun. “No regrets, Don, you sleepyhead,” said Gerald. “You’ve already had seven hours’ sleep, and on this trip one ought not to go to bed at all.” By this time, Jack had succeeded in arousing his brother, Pepper Blake, and the latter’s bunk mate, Dick Wilson, who gazed out a little resentfully, as they threw back the sash, but whose faces quickly brightened at the scene that met their eyes. “Yes,” said Jack, “there’s mighty little darkness up here at this time of year, and I suppose Don thinks it’s an awful waste of good daylight turning it on while we sleep.” “Ye’ll see more than this ‘wasted’ when ye get further north, and I suppose Don will sit up all night to save it,” replied Gerald. This reference to be cautious and prudent, not to say economical, nature of the canny Scot, raised a laugh, and the four who had been routed out of their bunks, through the energy of Jack, 11 who, brought up in a newspaper office and atmosphere, hated to let anything unusual get away from him, hastily dressed and joined their two chums on the deck. “I couldn’t miss a yard of this scenery,” said Jack, “and we’ve a few things in that line, along our native Hudson, to brag about, too.” The steamer was treading her way through straits and channels among hundreds of islands that fenced these almost lake-like waters from the long swells of the North Pacific. Although it was the latter part of April, early in the year for these latitudes, the influence of the warm waters of the Japanese Gulf Stream could be seen in the bright green of the islands. On the other side of the ship, the dark green forests that clothed the mountains of British Columbia came down to the very water’s edge, and swept by in one majestic panorama. “There’s certainly lots of scenery to the mile,” said Rand, drawing a long breath, as he gazed in admiration. “My grandfather said that is what makes Scotland such a great country,” remarked Don, catching at Rand’s half-humorous comment, “standing the land up on end.” 12 “Let’s give it the Scout’s salute,” suggested Pepper, with enthusiasm as the laugh over Don’s serious remark died away. “There ought to be a great echo in those hills.” “Hold on,” cried Jack, catching Pepper’s arm as he unshipped his bugle. “I had a talk with the purser last night, and I’m afraid we’ll have to ‘cut out’ the bugle calls on this trip. He says they have an official bugler aboard, for the call to meals and for the salute at landings, and we would interfere with him and perhaps affect the comfort of other passengers who may not be so keen on the early morning hunt for scenery as we.” -5- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. The Scout discipline and what might be called the Scout ritual, to which the boys had been subjecting themselves for several years, was immediately apparent in the murmurs of approval which greeted Jack’s suggestion. To those who have followed the career of the Boy Scouts of Creston on the Hudson, in the preceding volumes of this series, it is scarcely necessary to introduce the young men with whom this narrative starts. The formation of the Patrol of Boy Scouts, at the suggestion of Colonel Snow, a retired officer of the United States army; a mysterious robbery, 13 and a gallant rescue from the waters of the Hudson, are told in the first volume, “Boy Scouts’ Patrol.” The second volume leads them into adventures and difficulties incident to an excursion on motor cycles that have come to each of them as a reward for their aid in the rescue referred to which are told under the title of “Boy Scouts’ Motorcycles,” in the course of which Jack is captured by moonshiners on whom the boys turn the tables. “Boy Scouts’ Canoe Trip,” brings the chums into conflict with Sound pirates, during a canoe trip along the Long Island shore, and give Pepper and Dick, who are lost in a fog, a chance to help a foghorn operator of the United States Lighthouse Service, out of a very serious state of affairs. “Boy Scouts in the Rockies,” the fourth volume, tells of the perils attending a trip into the Canadian Northwest, in search of a lost mine in which they have been given each an interest by the owner, Mr. Royce; their rescue of the latter from enemies who are also hunting the same mine; of hunting among the Indians, and of the rediscovery of the lost mine which has been named Uncas, in honor of their patrol. The fifth volume, under the caption, “Boy Scouts’ Aircraft,” relates how their interest in 14 aviation is aroused by the evolutions of a military aviator viewed during a visit to an army post; of the building by themselves of a glider with which they win a contest of these elementary aircraft, the prize being complete airship motors of the highest efficiency. With these engines they equip two aeroplanes and meet with various adventures of a thrilling nature, including an aerial kidnapping and pursuit in aeroplanes, the winning of an aeroplane meet, and the discovery and deciphering of the Narwhal’s Tusk, which starts them on their way to Alaska. The preceding February, the boys had graduated from Highcrest Academy, and some weeks before that event Colonel Snow, who had been for several years on friendly terms with the boys; had been the means of inducing them to form the Scouts’ Patrol, and had looked after their promotion to be first grade Scouts, had been in consultation with their parents over a mysterious matter of which they had as yet learned nothing. One day in March, as the boys were gathered in the club room in Mr. Scott’s house, discussing plans for a Scout encampment, of the Patrols of the nearby towns, Colonel Snow entered the 15 gate, and they crowded out on the porch to greet him. “We were just planning to extend our Scout knowledge and experience by an actual encampment, this summer—sort of ‘Spring maneuvres’ you know, like the regulars and National Guard,” said Rand. “Perhaps I can offer you something of actual field experience,” said Colonel Snow. “That’s what I’m here for, and if you have time I’ve a proposition to make ... rather a cold one, however.” -6- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. “I-i-ce c-c-cream soda?” inquired Pepper, flippantly, amid reproving frowns from the other Scouts. “Why, you can’t even think of that without shivering in your speech,” said Jack, with scorn. “Don’t mind him, Colonel Snow, his appetite is like the poor, it’s always with us,” apologized Rand. The army officer smiled indulgently upon the somewhat abashed Pepper. “Don’t lose it, Pepper,” said he. “That appetite may prove one of the best of assets in this proposition of mine. How would you all like a trip to Alaska?” 16 The patrol came to “attention,” every member on his feet and for the moment speechless. “What! the North Pole?” gasped Rand, whose former residence in the Sunny South inclined him to look upon all high latitudes with suspicion. “Not exactly,” replied Colonel Snow, with a laugh, in which all joined as a kind of relief to their feelings. “We shall need neither sleeping bags nor furs nor pemmican. Let me explain the situation. Like all retired army officers, I am subject to call, at times by the government, for services of various kinds, and I am now intrusted with a mission in the Controller Bay region of Alaska, in connection with certain coal deposits and reservations. In our trip to the Canadian Rockies, I secured personally, as an investment, certain timber lands in British Columbia at the headwaters of the Yukon watershed, and my purpose is to cut the timber on these lands, to be eventually floated down the rivers and used in the various mines and mining camps, now being developed in both the Yukon and Alaska territories. “On my way to my mission, this Spring, I intend to take in my sawmill plant and set it up and get ready for next winter’s cutting. I shall 17 be obliged to employ about a dozen men to establish the plant, and my experience with you Scouts in the field, in the Northwest, indicates to me that you can be as useful to me as anyone I could pick up. It will also give you a chance to see for the first time a new and growing country, by which you are bound by all the ties of government and flag. I will say at once that I have talked with your parents and your experience with me in Canada has given them sufficient confidence to furnish their consent. The decision rests with you.” The magnitude of the suggestion stunned the boys for the time, but they soon regained their self-possession, and promised an early decision. So it came about that after discussing the matter with their parents they had another talk with the Colonel when final arrangements were made. The boys, who had already banked three dividends from the Uncas mine, now a well paying property, were to outfit themselves, Colonel Snow paying all other expenses to, in and from Alaska, and allowing them fair wages while actually engaged on the sawmill work. Their outfits were selected by Colonel Snow, who had to veto many highly colored and fanciful suggestions of snowshoes, tents, sleeping bags and heavy furs. 18 “I have an idea,” said the Colonel, “that there will be many days when you boys will be satisfied with a thin suit of khaki and even yearn for linen. Even if we should reach the Arctic Circle in winter, you will remember that our latest Arctic and Antarctic explorers have about discarded furs for thick woolens. Above all things, don’t forget the mosquito nettings.” -7- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. The night before the Scouts were to leave Creston they were holding a final meeting at the club-rooms, when Pepper burst forth excitedly: “N-n-now we c-c-an s-solve it.” “What, your appetite?” asked Jack. “N-n-no, the ivory mystery.” “What’s that; your head?” put in Rand. “N-n-no,” yelped Pepper, whose face now rivaled his locks in color and whose fists were doubled up. “I mean that ivory—that narwhal’s horn. We’re going to Alaska and we can find that cave.” “Faith, that’s so. We might get all that ivory,” put in Gerald, with interest. “I think I heard somewhere, but I’ll not be sure about it,” suggested the cautious Don, “that there’s more than five hundred and ninety thousand square miles in Alaska, and I ha’e me doots that we find it the verra first day.” 19 Despite these gibes, their interest was aroused and the cave, whose mouth was shaped like the ace of clubs, figured not a little in the imaginations of the boys, when, followed by the good wishes of relatives, neighbors and friends, they entrained the next morning like true soldiers in their patrol uniforms, and from the rear platform of the train, sounded the Scout salute to their native town upon their bugles. Four days later they joined Colonel Snow, who had preceded them, in Seattle, and, after two days of sightseeing in the Washington metropolis, boarded the “Queen,” and at ten o’clock at night, steamed out upon Puget’s Sound, for their long trip of nearly a thousand miles on the water. Among the cases of machinery and other freight, traveling in the vessel’s hold under Colonel Snow’s name, was a long box shaped like an old-fashioned piano case, which had nothing to do with Colonel Snow’s enterprises. Despite the fact that it weighed more than half a ton, the boys had clubbed together to pay the rather exorbitant freight charges upon it. Superfluous as it appeared at one time to the Colonel, it was destined to play an important part in the Scouts’ adventures in the land of gold and glaciers. An hour of gazing on the scenic wonders that 20 sped past on the right and left the morning after their departure from Seattle, aroused the boys’ appetites, and they were beginning to long for the breakfast bugle call, when Colonel Snow came from his stateroom and bade them a hearty good morning. He had just redrawn their attention to the magnificent land and waterscape, with the remark that Major General Greeley, of Arctic fame, had made ten voyages to Alaska, and on each trip found some new wonder in the “Inside Passage” when there arose a chorus of yells, curses and vituperation from the deck below, and leaning over the railing, the boys saw a man with a pistol in his hand backing away from two who were striking at him with handspikes that they had grabbed from the side of the vessel. -8- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. At the same time a youth of about their own age dashed in behind the man with the pistol, and dived between his legs, tripping him up. He doubled up like a jackknife, fell back against the gangway gate, which had not been properly fastened, and shot through it into the tideway, here very swift, and disappeared. The quickly raised cry of “Man Overboard,” reached the pilot house, the engine room gong boomed, the screw stopped and the “Queen” gradually lost headway. 21 CHAPTER II. “SWIFTWATER JIM.” The Scouts had joined in the cry which notified the pilot house that a man had gone overboard, but before the “Queen” lost headway and began to back the man in the water had slipped some distance astern. Life preservers and life rings were quickly thrown after him, but no sooner had the derelict come to the surface than it was seen that he was dazed and almost helpless from the effects, probably, of some injury he had sustained as he went through the gangway. Luckily, the gangway gate, which he had pushed out had floated alongside of him on the tideway, and he had retained consciousness enough to grasp one side of it with a drowning man’s grip, but was in danger of momentarily losing it. The boys with Colonel Snow at their head had rushed along the upper rail, where Rand began at once to strip off his coat and the soft canoe shoes he was wearing on shipboard, 22 while Gerald followed suit. All the boys, as became trained Scouts, were good swimmers, but Rand pushed Gerald back, impetuously, saying: “I’m the heavier, Gerald, let me go on this. It may be a fight,” and at the same time mounted the rail. As he did so, Colonel Snow seized a long thin line that hung for just such emergencies, on a spike at the rail, threw the knotted loop over Rand’s arm and shoulder, saying: “These are cold waters, and you may need this. If it hampers you, cast it off, and take to the gangplank.” Rand leaped from the rail, with his utmost strength, striving to escape the suction of the now backward-revolving screw, and struck out toward the man whose head was sinking under the surface, although his hands still grasped the gangplank with a feeble hold. With a dozen stalwart strokes, Rand reached the almost unconscious man, threw the loop from his own shoulder over his head and drew it under his arms and placed both his hands firmly upon the plank. Then grasping the bolt staple of the timber, himself, he yelled: “Pull in; don’t back any further,” and in a few minutes willing and stalwart hands dragged them toward the steamer. 23 -9- The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ralph Victor. RAND LEAPED FROM THE RAIL. 25 Already, a lifeboat had been dropped into the water and into this the half-drowned man was lifted, while Rand, himself already numbed by the icy water had to be assisted aboard. He was lifted to the deck amid the cheers of his chums, who rushed him to his stateroom for dry clothing. “That was a great piece of work,” said Captain Huxley, commander of the “Queen.” “No professional life saver could have got on the job in quicker time. Those are fine boys of yours, Colonel Snow.” “That’s part of their training as Scouts,” replied the Colonel, “and it’s meant to be practical. That’s why I did not interfere with Peyton’s attempt at a rescue. But what started this?” - 10 - The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Boy Scouts on the Yukon, by Ral..."

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