CHAPTER XVIII.--Laws of Our Country Have Large Loopholes for Criminals of Wealth--Swiftwater Travels Scot Free and Makes Another Fortune in the New Mining Camp of Rawhide, Nevada. CHAPTER XIX.--Nurse Abducts Clifford, Swiftwater’s Eldest Son, and Takes Him to Canada--Miner Fails to Make Any Effort to Recapture Child--Waiting to Get What Is My Own Out of the Northland--The End. PREFACE. IT may seem odd to Alaskans, and by that I mean, the men and women who really live in the remote, yet near, northern gold country, that “Swiftwater Bill”--known to both the old Sour Doughs and the Cheechacos--should have asked me to write the real story of his life, yet this is really the fact. Bill Gates is in some ways, and indeed in many, one of the most remarkable men that the lust for gold ever produced in any clime or latitude. Remarkable? Yes--that’s the word--and possibly nothing more remarkable than that he, in a confiding moment said to me as he held his first born child in his arms in the little cabin on Quartz Creek, in the Klondike, where he had amassed and spent a fortune of $500,000: “I’d like somebody to write my life story. Will you do it?” I can only believe that the romantic element in Swift Water Bill’s character--a character as changeful and variegated as the kaleidoscope--led Swiftwater Bill to ask me to do him this service. I was then the mother of his wife--the grandmother of his child. The sacredness of the relation must be apparent. Probably a great many people--hundreds, perhaps--may say that my labor is one that can have no reward, and these may speak ill things of Swiftwater, saying, perhaps, that he is more inclined to do royally by strangers and to forget those who have aided and befriended him. I am not to judge Swiftwater Bill, nor do I wish him to be judged except as the individual reader of this little work may wish so to do. If he has turned against those near and dear to him--if he has preferred to give prodigally of gold to strangers, while at the same time forgetting his own obligations--I am not the one to point the finger of rebuke at his eccentricities. For this reason, the narrative within these covers is confined to the facts relating to the career of Swiftwater Bill--a character worthy of the pen of a Dickens or a Dumas--with his faults and his virtues impartially portrayed as best I can do. IOLA BEEBE, Mother-in-law of Swiftwater Bill. [Illustration: MRS. IOLA BEEBE, Mother-in-law of Swiftwater Bill.] CHAPTER I.