Northern light., October 01, 1913, Image 3

About Northern light. (Unalakleet, Alaska) 1913-1917

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UNALAKLEET SCHOOL
Every sc it is occupied in the
high school room.
The : evv book 0:1 sanitation is find
ing much favor in the school room.
The industrial class has made
l)c lutiful and uscftill pencil boxes
foe all the girls.
The boysarc delighted when Friday
co ncs with the work at the shop,
lie try Ivar.off is the champion at
h i’idling the tools.
The high water which did so much
danv.ge at other places was a help to
Huai k!cct. Many hundreds of cords
of woo l were thrown on our beach.
We got a holiday also.
Pendi ing the arrival of the ass'stant
Samuel Anaruk assistant Industricl
te ich c has taken charge and is doing
splcnde 1 work in the primary room.
The children, when not in school, arc
taking advantage of the fine skating.
Kva Rock is now in school.
Mary Soosook lead in third grade sj elling
for the month.
TOWN TALK
Supt. Evans is now here in the inter
est of schools and reindeer industry.
Erie Johnson came a few days ago.
Mr. Dwyer returned tc Unalakleet
o i the Jeannie.
Morris Johnson is now in town.
George Kootook and Sagoonik are
now building a new schooner. It will
likely l c the finest one turned out at
this place.
Faithful Jeannie, which has finish -
e 1 another season is now beached for
the wi iter.
Isaiah and Isabella will soon have a
nice little home.
The regular winter mail will soon be
running.
A BRAVE MAN’S PRATER
“Halt !” The command, accom
panied by an imprecation, rang out
sharply, menacingly. Jake Palmer
and Hugh Ripatoux halted. It was
the only thing they could do. “Un
hitch the mules!”
Ripatoux commenced to unhitch
his own team of six mules with tremb
ling fingers and twitching lips. But
his hurry and fright were so
great that his usually quick fingers
worked awkwardly. There came an
other imprecation,accompaied by the
significant click of a revolver. Jake
Palmer had made no motion toward
unhitching his own team,and even
with that ominous click ringing in
his ears still hesitated.But that was
jake Palmer’s way,thoscarcely more
than a boy, he was already accus
tomed to do things with calm delib
eration, and to do what lie thought
right without regard for consequen
ces to himself. A bullet hissed by him,
hurrying itself in a tree beyond.
‘ Unhitch!” came sternly. “I shall
not ask you again.”
With heightened color,oceasiorol
by reluctance to abandon property
e itrusted to him, rather than fear,
Palmer loosened his mules. He and
Ripatoux left the HighBlue neighbor
hood that morning with freight for
| Kansas City, trusting to get throu
unmolested,as they had done before.
But at this time Kansas was being
; over run by three seperate factions
the two opposing sides, and by out
laws who professed to be friendly
with either party they met,and then
preyed upon both. Palmer had a
strong suspicion that their present
assailants were bush whackers and
believed only two well that such