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Fairbanks Only one end could be written to the story of a man who — without gun or axe, scantily supplied with food — would wander away from a lone mining camp on the shores of a lake high in the Arctic, bound vaguely for “somewhere on the mid dle fork of the Chandalar River.” Today, it is written—Julius Rus sell is dead. But for the deep sense of respon sibility felt by a Venetic Indian for his fellow men, the fate of Julius Russell, designated as “missing” for more than a year, might never have been determined. Within a few hours of his camp on the East, Forks of the Chandilar, toward which he and his family were traveling from Venetie, the native discovered the body of Rus sell. One hundred forty miles he re turned to Fort Yukon to ‘report ' the discovery to United States Deputy Marshal Ray Randall. ' He told 'the officer his dogs had ‘attracted his attention by d rting into the brush. The Indian followed them, believing they might be on the trail of moose. Russell’s body, badly ‘weatherworn, lay - face “down, sare, tent... No pack. .. A diary found” sabes. A few dayn previously Russell had scrawled a poem into his diary en titled, “I’m Still Alive.” . One year and ‘one day elapsed be tween ‘Russell’s last’entry *’in his diary and the date his’ body was Ter moved to Fort Yukon = September 2,1941. Charles Carlson, veteran miner on Squaw Lake, was last to see Russell alive. He reported the“man ‘refused the loan of a .22 rifle ‘when’ he hik ed away from the Squaw Lake camp in July, 1940. It was at that time he told Carl son he was “headed for somewhere on the Middle Fork.” Winter is just around the corner in the Fairbanks district — at least, the Interior has been visited by khill ing frosts in recent weeks, and that is always a warning to sourdoughs to get set for whatever an Alaska winter may bring in the way of weather. That is the report of C. W. Tib betts, operator of the Panhandle and one of the most widely known old-timers in the Railbelt. Three red fox skins, one cross fox skin and one lynx skin are co-de fendants in a complaint filed in Fairbanks by the United States gov ernment. Also named in the complaint is Frank Reinosky, Rampart trapper. The government seeks an order for forfeiture of the defendant skins by the defendant trapper, because, the complaint alleges, Defendants B, C, D, E, and F—while they still cloaked live and kicking foxes and lynx—were trapped and killed illeg ally by Defendant A, who was not equipped with the license prescribed by law. The five skins were seized Nov ember 28, 1938, by the Alaska Game Commission from a Fairbanks busi ness house, where they had been stored by Reinosky. These past three years they have been held as contraband. Garnets — millions of them, un told tons, perhaps shiploads — in beautiful wine-colored crystals large as marbles and in granular form, the size of pinheads. Louis D. Colbert, garnet king of Alaska, has them. And they are in a huge dike, 50 feet wide at places and stretching away for half a mile or more, less than 15 miles from Fairbanks. Colbert, veteran Alaska miner s nets as malty, large, oft soups like eltters, or” eg rapes) other reales “or pes mily Nasized the iprope ties. While garnets of certain kinma are often ‘used Jas jewels, § some “a used extensively as abrasives and j ‘for other purport remains. to be seen just what value these ies are, and what is the demand,’ the schéelite is my dike, that may yet prove of sufficient quantit to justify ‘ production. We shall see,” Opportunity to test the old adage “gold ig where you find it” lies be fore My. and Mrs.Will Hartman, Formerly employed on the Pedro dredge of the United ‘States Smelt ing Refining and Mining Company, Hartman has accepted a position with a large mining ¢ corn at Pa to, near Medellin, in northwestern Colombia, South America. The Hartmans left Fairbanks over the Richardson Trail for Valdez bound for South America. Freezing conditions have prevail ed on creeks throughout ‘the Gircle mining district since the beginning of the last week in August, especi ally at nights. The only exceptions have been the few cloudy pettiods. Mining operators are beginning to feel the hampering effects of Old King Frost. The Fairbanks Rotary Club, at its _ ‘The, daughter of J.B. wins, yet ran Coleen River.. trapper ‘and ‘pro ector; ‘told friends: in Fort Yoko he had decided to..visit her’ married sister,.. Mires. ‘Tom! fake; * “a Dun o n the Alaska railroad. . She* said'dhe built Tenselt’af tcr abbed ‘a box of dried prunes a nd started floating the 200 ‘miles downstream ‘to Fort Yukon. _ The girl explained ‘that her el den departure was without the “¢a lent of ‘her father. She reached Fairbanks ‘aboard’ lane which happened to be in Fort ukon when she arrived ‘there. | city she is stopping with un til she can “get to Dunbar som way or another.’ Traveling 200 miles by iaft, tick soup, the girl said. . And he r day diet of dried prunes m ore than adequate. “Why, I still had some prunes in the box when I got’ to Fort Yukon, Patsy related proudly. If its Loca News you want, you'll find it in the Petersburg Press
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Petersburg Press
Petersburg, Alaska, US
Fri, Sep 26, 1941
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