In Search of a Siberian KlondikeVanderlip, Washington Baker
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In Search of a Siberian Klondike
Vanderlip, Washington Baker
Gold mines and mining -- Russia (Federation) -- Siberia; Siberia (Russia) -- Description and travel
When the inner man had been satisfied, I began to think of how the
outer man might be improved upon. My clothes were in rags, my weight
had fallen from one hundred and sixty pounds to one hundred and
fifteen, my beard was long and unkempt, my boots were in shreds. The
good friends had thoughtfully brought along my steamer trunk, which
now lay in one of the tents. I ordered several kettles of water
heated, and stripping behind the tent, I threw the noisome rags, with
all their denizens, as far into the bush as I could, and then went in
and had a glorious tubbing. I got into a suit of soft flannels, Scotch
tweed knickerbockers and a Norfolk jacket, and after shaving and
grooming myself for an hour, the loathsome larva that had crawled into
camp emerged from that tent a bejeweled butterfly. That delicious
moment was worth almost as much as it cost.
Then we made our way back to Ghijiga, where I distributed presents
among my friends, native and foreign, and boarded the steamer for
Vladivostok. I reached that place twelve days later, and gave account
of my travels and explorations. The search for a Siberian Klondike had
been, so far, a failure. This is not the place for a technical account
of my observations in northern Siberia, but this much I may say:
though there may be gold within the radius that I covered, I satisfied
myself that there were no extensive auriferous deposits on the streams
flowing into the Okhotsk Sea near its head, nor in the beach sands
along the shore of Bering Sea, south of the Anadyr River. But, of
course, the whole question was not yet settled, for there remained the
whole stretch of the northeast peninsula, above the point I had
reached, and it turned out that my work was not yet finished.
CHAPTER XVI
A TEN-THOUSAND-MILE RACE
Persistent rumors of gold in the Tchuktche peninsula--Count
Unarliarsky--I am called to Vladivostok to fit out an
expedition--Our vessel arrives off Indian Point--Charging
through the ice-floes--A meeting with Eskimos--Our
prospecting proves fruitless--We meet the rival expedition
in Plover Bay--Their chagrin--The end.
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