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@@ -13,11 +13,8 @@ original envelope with its 2 cent stamp. The letter has a number of references t
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children. Peter was Louis; Polly was Edith; and the 'little black rascal' referred to Maurice.
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Miss Saville was the nurse at the Nome Hospital that was mentioned in the article by Inez in
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the family newsletter two years ago.
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Nome Alaska August 26, 1923
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My Dear Ethel et al.
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I don't know when I did write or when you did
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but I am going to write now however and never
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the less. But I wish I could talk (I can yet but I
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@@ -26,7 +23,6 @@ and Polly sit up and listen and that little black
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rascal of yours would fairly sparkle with
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listening. Can't I see him listening now to all the
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yarns we told last summer?
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[photo of people on a frozen body of water with icebergs and a boat]
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You see, we-Miss Saville and I, took a trip north
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on the Buford and it was very interesting. We
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went north thru the Bering Strait into the Arctic and as far as the Ice Pack. There the captain
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@@ -37,13 +33,13 @@ along the icebergs and the walrus were 'heisted' on board by the use of the cran
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tons of freight and the beasts were so huge that they made the pulleys just creak. They were
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over 12 feet long, as big around as three cows, had no feet but toenails on their flippers or
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flappers, no head but their body just suddenly ended with a hole for a mouth and big bristles
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all around it similar to a currycomb in coarseness; no ears but huge tusks of ivory. They are
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the most repulsive looking animals imaginable and tho I have always read about them I never
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expect such disagreeable looking creatures. They had a rough brown hairy skin and some of
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them looked warty. They must have weighed two ton at least. Ere we got them back to Nome
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to the natives they were getting extremely odiferous—in fact, you could scarcely stay on the
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ship with any degree of comfort unless you had per chance lost your sense of smell.
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Then we went north to a few minutes beyond the 70th degree of latitude and thot for awhile
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we would go to Wrangell Island where some men from Steffonsons ship were supposed to be
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stranded but we didn't get there and instead stopped at a small native village at Cape Serdz in
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@@ -58,7 +54,6 @@ comfortable. The babies were in fur skins with the fur inside and they looked li
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bears with faces. I guess they had never seen white women, not so many at one time anyway.
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We went ashore in 2 life boats and a launch pulling them. On the launch was a six piece band
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playing and the rear of the last life boat was the movie man. 'Twas very thrilling.
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The other place we stopped was at Whalen, a trading post in Siberia. There these 'towerists'
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went wild. They rushed helter-skelter, hither and thither, here and there, trying to find
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something to buy. Prices raised right before your eyes. One would but something for $1.00
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@@ -72,21 +67,19 @@ come down and the natives capture them. There was more junk brot aboard than bag
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do believe. And they say that at the first stop it was worse than here. The red flag was flying
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over Whalen and the Russian soldiers were there—a few, one or two or three, I forget the
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number.
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We got home yesterday morning at 5 a.m. but missed the first lighter in so had to stay out
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until 2:30. The girls had prepared a big meal for us and invited up the Hartfords and then let
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us talk. Miss Saville talked quite a bit. Any how if you folks don't like this I don't care, it is
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all I had to write about and I know Buster'ud listen anyway and I'd soak ole Peter's head if he
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didn't and Polly would in my lap and I don't know much about the youngest one of yours so
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likely he would be squawling. But we did surely enjoy our trip and were gone just long enuf.
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I expect there were 150 passengers on board and almost or more of the crew and helpers. We
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had a stateroom down next to the kitchen and 'twas pretty fierce for odor at times.
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I have had jobs nearly all summer but not very much in them. Next week, September 4,
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school opens. I wish they would wait for a week but you know these school men. Wouldn't
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make any special difference I suppose for I would just fritter away the time but still one likes
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to postpone the inevitable.
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I just now stopped and re-read your letter and it sure was a bird. I don't especially blame Ray
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for reading over your shoulder. It would seem, then that you have bright children. Maybe
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they do know something about Geography. But it is ridiculous to speak of Louis finishing the
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@@ -95,19 +88,13 @@ am rather afraid he doesn't know much. I quite remember your little timid Mauric
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he shifted his affection from his Aunt Om and yelled and howled and screamed steadily for a
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week while his mother went to S.S. Ask him is he recalls this little interview. Do you suppose
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he does?
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Ever hear from Zen? or Inez? They don't seem to be very writing inclined tho Zen has done
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well this year. Even sent me a telegram a few weeks ago. Well, if anything else ever happens,
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I'll write again. Don't suppose it ever will, tho.
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Lots of love to all,
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Ome
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Reprinted from Cochran Chronicles, Volume 9, Number 1, November 1986
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© JECFA 1986
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