. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... nd thengrew worse. My mouth was swollen and sore and I couldnot eat, for my teeth were loose. Ryan asked me if Iwould have a doctor and I told him to do as he thoughtbest, so he sent for Dr. Cunningham of the Beaver, who cameand looked into my mouth and said I had scurvy. Well,doctor, Avhat can you do for it \ I asked. I can helpyou, he replied, but cant cure unless you can get abouttwenty-eight pounds of potatoes. You can get them atBurghmont, one hundred mil
. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... nd thengrew worse. My mouth was swollen and sore and I couldnot eat, for my teeth were loose. Ryan asked me if Iwould have a doctor and I told him to do as he thoughtbest, so he sent for Dr. Cunningham of the Beaver, who cameand looked into my mouth and said I had scurvy. Well,doctor, Avhat can you do for it \ I asked. I can helpyou, he replied, but cant cure unless you can get abouttwenty-eight pounds of potatoes. You can get them atBurghmont, one hundred miles from here, and they willcost twenty-five cents a pound. Hoav was I to get themwithout money \ Ryan called on the neighbors and gotA^egetable soup prepared in cans and I began to feel asthough I had taken a new lease of life. In the meanwhile Lepage had gone down the river againas I had chosen Ryan to stay with me. I began to reelbetter spirited and could sit up a little while at a sold some of our candles and sent the money downthe river to buy potatoes by the Kyle which ran a dogexpress between Beaver and Arctic LAY ALONE STRUGGLING WITH DEATH. A WINTER IN BEAVER CITY. 205 Ryan told me that the Serene parties who were upon thecreek building a shack came down the trail to meet themand to help them with their load. May and Dane saw themcoming and May said, Those fellows have been doingnothing and we have been tugging it on the trail, and hekept it going until Hinckley slapped his face, then he gota club and there was a hot time in general, but the rest ofthe men parted them and they came home two very bitterenemies. May came over to see me and it was all hecould talk about. He wanted to fight a duel with revol-vers, he was too warm blooded to take an insult and notresent it, he would not let it pass. I laughed and said, What a beautiful sight it will be for two intelligent menin their right minds to stand up and pop at each otherwith revolvers. Now, dont you th
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