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Show 27 snoring and wheezing. In a panic, but as quietly as possible, I removed my shoes and the contents of my pockets. I shoved everything into ray duffel bag and rolled over on top of it-hoping I looked fleeced. And although I intended to keep one eye open all night, I soon fell asleep. The first thing I did the next morning was to find Pullen's Boarding House down on the waterfront. I must have looked rather seedy after my first night in Skagway, because when Mrs. Pullen answered the door, she frowned. But after I told her that Catitain Hillis had told me to come, she smiled. "Just surface dirt, then," she said. "Come on in. Breakfast is in thirty minutes." I might have guessed. The four dancing girls from Juneau were there, and the skinny boy. There were five stampeders also. No one said much to anyone because Mrs. Fullen did the talking, as well as the cooking. She carried on a monologue as she went in and out of the dining room. She knew everything and why! "Just read a book, young man," she said, "for about two weeks while it snows. Or chop wood for me. Then after two weeks of snow and a good freeze both passes will be open. And you can go scrambling after your gold and not get killed by avalanches. "When the Chilkoot Indians stay out of the passes, I tell my boarders to stay out of the passes. That way we'll all get rich |