Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 40, Number 221, 28 August 1915 — Page 10

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, ' SATURDAY, AUGUST 28, 1915 Commonplace And Unusual In City's Daily Life

Do You Want To Discover Gold? '. You'll Find It Up In The Klondike Old "Sourdough" Knows The Spot

If. You've Read Jack London Alaska Stories This Yarn Will Entertain You. PAINTS FROZEN NORTH New Paris Man Braves Terrors of Ice and Snow to Discover Golden Vein. Have all the gold fields of Alaska been exploited? Hap the prospector a chance these days to accumulate riches in Uncle Sam's northennost territory? When you ask W. E. Jones of New Paris, O., these questions it makes him laugh. "Any gold left in Alaska! Why that country fairly reeks with gold today," he replies. "As a matter of fact only the surface of Alaska's gold fields have been scratched and there are other unexplored fields any one of which' would make the Klondike look like a piker." Jones speaks authoritlvely for there is no man who knows the great Alaskan country garden spot of the world he callB It better than this restless, nomadic' New Paris man. Jonea Blazed Trail. Jones, is an Alaskan pioneer. He blazed trails across its vast expanse of territory before the days of the great gold rush, trails that In later days gold mad prospectors used in their rush for the Klondike country. "Some day, perhaps in a year, perhaps in five years, but some day sure, the wife, kiddles and myself will pack our kits and away we will go for God's country where there is not so darn many laws that a fellow can't turn around without bumping into one," Jones confided to a friend the other day. He has a pet aversion to laws. "And up a certain stream about 180 miles from a certain navigable river there is gold that no man but yours truly knows about," he added and in his grey eyes there was the look of the man who has followed the far frontiers and longs for them again. "Too much law back here In the states," Jones declares. "I hate it. Right here in Richmond there is money due me that I could get If I lawed for it, but I would rather lose it. I don't ever want to get tangled up with the law and I want to get back to the place where laws are few and far between, and believe me I'll get there." Oils Many Streets. Jones has lately been a successful street oiling contractor, but the work has no appeal for him. He has lived and labored too long in the far countries to ever become satisfied with civilization. For thirteen years he was only a hobo. "Not a tramp, just a hobo, and there is lots of difference between them," he explains. "A hobo is a rover not ashamed to beg for a bite to eat or a piece of change but willing to work when he can get it. A tramp wouldn't work if his life depended upon it. I was a hobo because I had the wanderlust. I couldn't stay long in one place. The far west was my stamping ground. I never got east of the Ohio. Some how the east never made an appeal to me. After thirteen years of roving I enlisted in the Seventh United States infantry and I served for three years and four months. After my enlistment I was one of a detachment of about two hundred men of my regiment sent to Alaska to blaze trails and in Alaska I spent the happiest days of my life." Jones' adventures in Alaska were more thrilling than any ever imagined by a writer of fiction. His story of how the little band of troopers fought their way through the wilderness from St. Michael's on the coast inland a distance of S00 miles, blazing a trial tor future adventurers, and then establishing the government post of Ft. Gibson on the Yukon, in the central

Did You Rver Study Faces You See

Did you ever take a walk along the street or sit in a street car and make a study of the people you encounter. If you never have, try it some day and then make an effort to locate your subject and see how near your guess is to the habits, occupation, environment and disposition of the person selected. You will find, if you have a discerning mind and give careful thought to. the matter that you will be wrong in at least seventy per cent of the cases inevstigated. Now a newspaper reporter is supposed to be a better character reader and have a keener eye for trifles than ihe majority of folks, so that may account for the success of some of the incidents mentioned in this article, but you can do the same thing if you try and keep your mind on nothing else but the person under investigation. Claim of Hypnotists. Hypnotists claim that there are few people who can concentrate their mind sufficiently to be hypnotized and that when they cannot do so it is impossible to put them under the influence. Try to put your mind on one thing tor five minutes. Think of nothing else. Can you do it? If you cannot pick out some object In the room where you are sitting and look at it steadily for five consecutive minutes. ' Can you do it? Yes, some of you can do both of these things and !t is you who can, that will enjoy this little ramble over

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W. E. JONES. part of the territory, is an Odyssey in itself. For six months, when he and three other men went out ahead of the main party, they never met a human being and, in fact, so few white men did he and his few companions see during the three years they spent in the vast, virgin solitudes that they had almost forgotten how to speak English when they finally returned, half dead, to one of the coast towns. Learn Indian Tongue. "After we built Ft. Gibbon we went out in small parties to blaze other trails and for over two years about the only people we saw were Indians. We soon learned their tongue and finally got to using it when talking among ourselves. When we got back to the coast it was with great difficulty that we were able to carry on a conversation in English." Incidentally the story of how Jones and three companions fought their way back to the fringe of civilization is a classic of human narrative. The obstacles they overcame on this heartbreaking, body-racking journey are almost unbelievable; their escape from being buried alive in a snow avalanche a modern miracle. With the break of a bleak Alaskan winter Jones and five companions set forth to blaze a new trail back to tbe coast. It was several months later that a relief party, sent to hunt them, came across the four survivors of the little party, for one had turned back a few days out of Ft. Gibbon and the other had died on the trial from a frozen brain. When the rescue party met them they were almost starved and nearly exhausted. Snow Isolates Party. "We had been making fair progress out of Gibbon and at last reached Forty Mile River," Jonea tells of this dreadful trip. "Our first camp on Forty Mile was at the base of a steep mountain. When we arose the next morning a snow slide came down the mountains without warning but befor it reach the valley the slide parted, hemming us in between two the city in search of characters out of the ordinary and there are many of them. You don't have to wander far before you will encounter an odd character of some sort, or a face that will interest you if only you seek it. In this still hunt, the writer had hardly gone a half block before a short, dark, well dressed man was encountered. He wore a suit that was badly in need of pressing and his shoes looked as though they had not been brushed for a decade. In his hand he carried a little black bag not unlike that used by physicians and he hurried along with a business like air that belied his years for he was fifty or thereabouts. His hair was gray and his eyes were the same color, while his face was tanned and he had the appearance of a man who spent a large portion of his time out of doors. Now there is. your subject. Guess His Occupation. Before going further stop and see if you can tell what this man's business is. Can you guess where he is going so hurriedly? Now be honest with yourself and don't read ahead until you decide that you cannot solve the puzzle. Well, if you can't, read on. It was decided that this man was worthy of study and after a moment's thought it was decided that this man was not a physician. What is he. you may be wondering, but to save further anxiety at this

Are You Willing to Shoot Rapids of Alaskan Stream to Reach Gold Land?

THAT'S THE ONLY WAY Life Loses Value and Danger Becomes Commonplace on Northern Gold Trails. huge packs of snow extending clear across the river. For days we remained in this snow prison. What little food that had not been carried away was soon eaten but we managed to subsist on raw deer meat, cut from tbe carcasses of a few deers which had been caught in the slide. At last the current in mid river cut a narrow channel through this snow barrier. It was our only avenue of escape. To remain In our camp meant death, to attempt to get out of the slide through the channel the water had cut through the snow barrier meant almost certain death because of the wild rapids which extended down the river for miles. We decided to take the chance, however. Any desperate men would have done so. Securing a few logs from the snow pack we. lashed them together with tent strips and gun straps, making a fairly secure raft, the only kind of a craft which could live in those rapids. We did not know where we were going but we were on our way and we did not even have a compass to aid us, for it had been swept away by the slide. Raft Was Nightmare. "I don't know how long we were on that raft. The trip was a nightmare of hell. Each of us was tied on to it and before the horror of the thing rendered me almost unconscious to my surroundings I was in constant terror because of the raft coming into violent contact with huge rocks every few minutes. We were frequently submerged in the ice filled water but the raft always succeeded in righting itself. I cannot tell you how long we were on that raft. It must have been two or three days. We were all senseless before the craft finally beached itself. Spratt, a huge fellow with an iron constitution, was the first man to come too and he had great difficulty in arousing us. We were all so exhausted and chilled we could hardly move and we did not know which direction to strike off in because we had no compass. We had to depend upon our instinct, which was a pretty good thing to depend upon, thank God, because we had lived in the wilds so long we were almost like animals in that respect. Managed to Keep Guns. "Fortunately we still had our guns with us, but they were about all we did have except our ragged clothing. For weeks we staggered through the wilderness, always following the sun's path and living off the raw meat of deer and small game. Spratt, man of iron, led the way and fought, cussed and urged us to follow him. One day when Haberback, O'Donnell and myself were just about all in and ready to quit I saw a thin column of smoke to the southwest. As fast as our weary legs could carry us we made off in its direction. We thought it was an Indian camp. Finally I climbed a hillock and there before my eyes was a camp of troopers of our own regiment and the only other Ohio man in the outfit besides myself sitting in front of a shack whittling. I yelled at him and his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me. 'Come here you damned grizzly bear or I'll shoot you,' he finally yelled, and I told him we were too much all in to make the rest of the, distance. The other fellows half dragged us to the shacks. They had been there two weeks waiting for the snows to break enough to continue their search for us. After we had rested up we continued our hike back to the coast." moment it will be stated that he was picked out as a farmer. Why? you may ask. Shoes Deciding Factor. The answer to this question is easily explained. His shoes for instance gave the first impression. Then the fact that he wore a black suit that was unpressed was another reason His fao? was tanned indicating life in the open. It was noticed that as ' he walked along the street block after block, that he did not know many people in the city, yet he knew his way around and that indicated that he was a frequent visitor here. What was the inference to be drawn other than that he lived close by and that if that was true was it not natural to conclude that he was a farmer. What Was in the Bag. But what was in that little black bag you may ask. That will be divulged in a moment. He walked along with a rapid stride and turned North on Eighth street with the writer at his heels trying to satisfy idle curiosity. Block after block was traversed but still the pursued and pursuer kept on. It was a long walk but it finally ended at the hospital which the man entered and the chase was ended. What was in that black bag you ask again. Dainties from the farm prepared by loving hands for the dear one who twas lying ill.

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THRIFT. Thrift is something that we call stinginess when we see evidences of it in others. "What's one man's thrift is an other man's tightwaddishness," would not be such a misleading paraphrase. Some people cannot indulge in thrift in moderation. They are extravagant with it, and go on thrift jags during which it is unfortunate for a guest who happens to visit the thrifty ones. Thrift is the only thing some people are lavish with. When these thrift-gluttons get to thrifting. they make the stranger within their gates join in the thriftfest, whether the stranger Is feeling thrifty or not. American people as a rule are not thrifty. As soon as the old man gets a dollar and a quarter a day instead of a dollar, they begin living on a dollar and a half' a day. And so on, keeping always just about twenty or twenty-five per cent, ahead of the old man's pay check. This keeps the old man on the rack till he swaps said rack for the cooling-board. If the American peoeple could once learn thrift, along with the actual money they are paid for labor that foreigners get one-fifth as much for and save money, there would be far less talk about the high cost of living, the bread-line, the unemployed, etc. MORE ENTRANTS. In our most exasperating experience contest we enter, hopefully (a) the attempt to turn on the water with a round-headed- faucet, when your hands' are soapy. And (b) getting a piece of waxed paper fast between your teeth when you've been trying to use it as dental floss. And this one (c) is no slouch passing timidly by fifty people on the streets of a strange town, finally selecting a safe-looking person to ask which is the way to the post-office, and finding he is the only stone-deaf man in the village! Painful Fact To Face. Now don't go getting watery-eyed, And don't start in to snifEle; But most of what's called "civic pride" Is straight-out civic piffle. A Nawsty Cut, But This country is full fish-mouthed political We Mean It. of a lot of catblowhards who lied statemen, would like to be ca who would cheerfully tion into war, with that term means, to own personal welfare being. plunge this naall the horror further their for the time War Taxes Machs Nichts Aus. There is a war tax in Canada of ten cents on each sleeping-car ticket. Huh! There's been a peace tax of a quarter on each berth for twenty-five years or more. The Commercial Traveler's Downfall He could read the railroad schedules right, This salesman for a rug-house; 'Twas the "marginal note" that got his goat, And now he's in the bughouse. We Should Say So. (Waverly Watchman Again, So Soon) Earl Corn cut five hundred acres of clover for Pat Hart, Monday. Pat is making hay while the sun shines. Surprised They Didn't Come Hungry? An enjoyable day was spent at the home of Harry Scothorn it being Mrs. Scothorn's birthday. A pleasant surprise it was when her children came with well-filled baskets. Ashville, 0., Home News. Were the Rest Pleased? Rev. John Lawwill dissappointed a few Sunday evening at this place because he did not come to preach. Duke News in Waverly Watchman. The Cannery At Work. Among our hopeful entrants for extinction, pleased note the expression "snuffed out," usually used in connection with lives, in some especially lamentable catastrophe. Unusual Things Worth Knowing A Berkshire minister has six brothers fighting in the German army, his wife has four brothers in the French army and their son is fighting for England. The teenth in a gigantic moose skull, found in the sand of a Wisconsin creek bottom, have an estimated value of $50 apiece. Blowholes and pinholes in castings are caused by overheating the metal while melting. Pinholes are nothing but small blowholes. The United States patent office is self-supporting, and during the year 1914 yielded a surplus revenue of $251,000, an increase of more than $114,000 over 1913. Where the soil is suitable the United States government will reforest lighthouse reservations with a view to having timber available for spar buoys. Granting that the average consumption of tires by motor cars is eight tires a car a year, which includes all types of vehicles, there will be required during 1916 not less than 20,000,000 tires, valued at from $300,000,000 to $400,000,000 figuring the average price of tires at $15.

Boys Believe They're Acting Smart Railroaders Say They're In Danger Many Accidents Show Who's Right "Safety first" is the slogan that has been adopted by railroads all over the country ana reams of newspaper stories have been written about the danger Young America exposes itself to by making a playground out of the railroad tracks and yards. The illustration shows one of the favorite diversions of the boys and one that is indulged in too often. There is hardly a day that boys of tender years cannot be seen around the C. & 0., and Pennsylvania yards riding on the cars when the brakemen are on the other ends of .the trains. This is a very dangerous practice and one that the boys should be warned against because there is always danger of something unlooked for happening which might result in the loss of limb or even death.

For the past dozen years or so the railroads of the country have been making an effort to educate the public into ways of eliminating danger and their efforts have met with some success. , "Safety First" slogans have been scattered broadcast and columns of newspaper space bought to forward the campaign, yet despite this there are hundreds who daily risk life and limb doing some thing that they know they should not do. Men and women take desperate chances every day in order to save a few minutes time. Ignore Warnings. They will run across a railroad track ahead of a rapidly approaching train forgetting the chance of a fall or some other accident that may result fatally for them. Men and boys and sometimes even girls, will climb over freight cars that block the streets occasionally. If the train should start suddenly or some other thing not anticipated occur the result would probably be an accident with serious results to the careless. There are hundreds of ways that the public defies the warnings sent out for its safety, but the time will hardly ever arrive when the danger of accidents on American railroads will be nil. Young boys are the greatest offend

Here's The City's Traffic Cop

How would you like to stand in the street, for ten hours a day every day in the year for five years and answer questions, listen to the troubles of chance passersby who want sympathy, direct wagons and automobiles, help the aged and blind, look after children going to and from school, respond to the calls of nearby business men who have trouble, act as a starter, for the street car company-and do a thousand and one other things too numerous to mention? Your answer is that you don't think that you could handle the job and give satisfaction. Quite right, you couldn't. There is one man in the city, however, who has such a job and it would be a difficult matter to replace him. That man is George Staubach, traffic policeman at Eighth and Main streets, and it is safe to say that there is no more popular man on the police force than is he. For five years he has been on duty at that corner and has never missed a day through any fault of, his own.

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ers according to all railroad officials consulted, for they will persist in riding on the bumpers and tops of freight cars. There seems to be some special attraction for them in a railroad yard and any day the children may be seen jumping on the trains and riding often for miles at a time. Railroad men make every possible effort to keep the boys off the trains but they cannot be on all the cars at one time and the boys wait for an opportunity when the brakeman's back is turned or when his duties call him elsewhere and hop aboard and run all over the cars. Days that he has been missed he was attending some other duty assigned him by his chief. Winter and summer, rain or shine, he is always there and is the most familiar figure in the city to both the local and traveling public. Everybody seems to know "George," as he is familiarly called, and an hour spent on the corner with him is a worth while experience. Mr. Staubach is extremely fond of children and they all like him for he always guides their youthful steps with a pleasant word and a smile that has become famous. With the older people he is respected and esteemed and his friends are numbered by the hundred. From the staid banker who rides by in his automobile to the negro bootblack is a long jump in the social scale, but it makes no difference to George whether it be banker or bootblack, he treats them both alike. Quiet, unassuming and always ready with a helping hand, genial and courteous to all, he has made a reputation that any man might well be proud of, yes, and envy. , : There are not many policemen who boast that they have not made an arrest on their beats in five years, but

Little fellows barely nine or ten years old do this and think it great sport and then when an accident happens to them it is blamed on the railroad and nine times out of ten the railroad company is mulcted for heavy damages when it Is in no way to blame. It is up to the parents to warn their children to keep off the trains and away from the railroad yards and it this lesson is firmly Implanted in the minds of the children the percentage of railroad accidents will be mini-mized.

that is Staubach's record and he speaks of it with justifiable pride. Most officers of the law boast of tbe number of arrests they have made and it is a pleasure to talk to one who is not a windjammer, so far as bis daring exploits in the arrest of dangerous criminals is concerned. When trouble arises around his corner Staubach acts as an intermediator and the difficulty is always satisfactorily adjusted in an amicable manner without restorting to the police court. It is no sinecure to stand out there when the thermometer registers ninety in the shade, for tbe sun shines brightly there all day and there is no protection from its rays. In winter it is just as bad if not worse, only there is a difference. Think of your warm fireside some wintry day when the snow is scurrying here and there, even finding its way in through your window sash, with the thermometer at eight or so below zero and then think of George Staubach. out there on the cold corner. And if you happened to go down town you would find him there, performing his duties just as cheerfully as though it was the most pleasant day in Autumn. Mr. Staubach has faithfully served the City of Richmond for twenty-two years as a policeman. At the time he joined the force it was composed of but ten men but since that time it has more than doubled. When it was decided to place a traffic officer on duty five years ago. Staubach was the only man considered for his genial personality had won a place in the esteem of the business men and he was put on duty there at their request. ODDITIES There are about a million houses in London. Landaus were originally made in s town named Landau, Germany.